Are u hard to love ? (And why)

  • Question of

    What is your favorite color? (without actually naming a color.)

    • The shade of a summer field at its most defiant—when the sun hits each blade of grass just right, and the earth sighs in photosynthesis.
    • The whisper of moonlight on untouched snow, silent and barely-there, like breath against a mirror.
    • That bruised moment just after sunset, when the sky can’t decide if it’s mourning or dreaming.
    • Ink spilled in a hurry—intentional accident, thought turned tactile.
    • The glint on a beetle’s back, unexpected and jeweled, like armor with secrets.
    • A dream that won’t let go when you wake up, clinging like silk and shadow.
    • The flicker of a streetlamp in fog, lonely but loyal, trying to make something out of nothing.
    • A child’s balloon lost in the sky, defiant against the blue, buoyant with laughter.
    • The part of the ocean that doesn’t want to be touched—deep, slow, older than language.
    • What ancient clay might remember—sun-baked, story-soaked, crumbling at the edges.
  • Question of

    Do you struggle with relationships?

    • Yes. And still, I clutch it all like it’s the only thing keeping me from sinking—every word, every moment, every fading version of what we were. Even when it’s already fallen apart, I gather the pieces like they’ll make sense again if I just hold them tightly enough. I convince myself that if I stay still, careful, devoted, maybe the cracks won’t spread. Maybe what’s broken will forget how to break. But deep down, I know—some things slip through no matter how tightly you hold on.
    • Yes. Everything I once held feels like a ghost now—familiar shapes fading into nothing, one by one. With every ending, the world feels less solid, like the ground itself is pulling away beneath me. I try to pretend I’m whole, but the truth is quieter: I just want someone to stay. Not to fix it, not to save me—just someone who won’t disappear when the light changes.
    • I don’t know why, but people seem to like me—more than I expect, more than I sometimes understand. They’re drawn in easily, like something about me pulls them close without effort. It’s not the getting close that’s hard—it’s what comes after. So no, I don’t struggle to connect. I struggle with what comes when the shine fades, when they’ve seen too much or not enough, when the closeness asks for more than curiosity can carry.
    • Yes. I do struggle—because no matter how much I give, how hard I try, how close I come to perfect, it’s never quite enough. I shape myself into everything they might want, soften every edge, show up, stay kind—and still, something in me is too much or not enough. I watch people drift, grow cold, walk away, and all I’m left with is the question: what else could I have done? I don’t know why they don’t like me. I only know I would’ve loved them right.
    • Nobody cares enough to stay long enough for a struggle…
    • I don’t know anymore
  • Question of

    Are u a clingy person ?

    • Yes
    • No
    • Sometimes when I feel like it
  • Question of

    To give or to receive?

    • To give
    • To receive
    • Both equally
  • Question of

    To vent or to bottle it all up ?

    • To vent obviously
    • To keep it for myself until it eats me out alive
  • Question of

    The bare minimum will always be :

    • The bare minimum for sure
    • Something hard to get
    • More than what it seems like
  • Question of

    Soul

    • Mate
    • Eater
    • To soul
    • Catcher
  • Question of

    Who else understands u the way u want and need to be understood?

    • Only I can
    • My mother / sibiling
    • A best friend
    • A lover

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26 Comments

  1. Thank you for telling the truth even if it’s embarrassing and humiliating 🙂
    I’m an arrogant, self-centered person. But changing takes good time (or would I?).

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    4. Yass mine was hurting too but it hits even hard when u realize that it’s true ur actual self is like this so smone rlly can’t luv u no matter what u try to keep ppl close to u they always seperate themselves !! Bcuz maybe we r complicated ….. In ma case I’m a person who never share feelings so others think I don’t care Abt them , I don’t accept that I luv them so they leave , I overtrust and overthink every single word of them and take it negativity or as an insult that means me live with a guilt of talking to them and many more things intruppt everytime I find smone acc to me

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      1. Heyyyy, looking for someone to talk to. I am a girl (I would love a best friend too.) I live in Australia and I am 13.

        -Ivy (@Baby_Giraffe21)

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        1. Hiiii ^-^
          I’m a girl and live in Australia too! I’m 18.
          I’d be happy to talk anytime about anything. If you want, let me know what platforms you’re on.
          (I have limited options but we can try work something out if you’re interested <3)

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  7. I don’t really know what to say…can I get the other questions please? That’s all I want to be honest. I don’t understand the email part and name

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