![]() Me and myselfA Story by Stella
Being in love is a sweet and lovely feeling with butterflies in your stomach... That's what they say, thankfully I haven't felt that feeling, but as I see what they say is bullshit.What is actually is just being, depressed, stressed, jealous, because of the person you love.It seems you need to fight for love but actually love is fighting you...
That's what I was believing six years ago, now I just don't think any of that, I don't care actually anymore. I'm a person with no feelings, a person that's not a human, It's complicated even to me but that's how it is, yeah, I'm someone who wanted to have a normal life without a partner, I never asked much. Why couldn't we normalize to not have a lover in our lifes. Now is just me and my loneliness, how did this happen, I destroyed myself to pieces like the people I loved did to my heart because they thought I was heartless...Now is me, myself and the voices in my head telling me something I should have done long ago, end this story because all stories end, like mine. © 2025 StellaAuthor's Note
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