Gigi M

Joined October 2018

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A 22 year old girl who’s trying to have her words out in the world.

Instagram: @giselle_melchor

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The heartbroken club
You always said communication was key. So here’s me communicating with you. Fuck you. Yes, fuck you. You knew the answer but made me wait over more than a WEEK? You had my hopes high from what you told me. The sad part? After you left, I called Alba right away and cried in the car. She stayed on the phone with me while I was trying to tell her what happened. The words coming out of my sobs. I knew you chose her. It was obvious. Yet, I still needed closure. It’s just me. I needed the closure to finally get you out of my head for good this time. It’s weird how I pushed you back. You always came back. I’m not going to lie, yes I had other people, but YOU did too. I wasn’t going to wait forever. Before you kissed me, I was already tired of waiting. I gave up. You knew I did. I tried to be your friend like how you wanted us to be. I tried everything I could. I didn’t make the first move cause you didn’t hint anything at me. I did throw many though. So, when I say fuck you, it isn’t because you chose her. I hope she treats you better. I’m happy you found her and she makes you happy. Well I hope you are. I don’t check up on you anymore. Basically got you muted on everything. You’re muted out of my life. It’s just something it has to be done. When I write this story, it’s not because I want a response. It’s how I get closure and to help people who are going through similar things.
By Gigi M3 years ago in Humans
Human.
To be completely honest, I was giving up on writing. I didn’t feel like I wasn’t good enough. I was losing motivation. I have a notebook and inside of it are so many little writings I could not finish. My garbage was getting full with ideas I felt like was stupid. So I took a break.
By Gigi M4 years ago in Motivation
I’m Okay
“I’m okay.” I told my brother with a smile after he asked if I was feeling well. In all honestly, I’m not. I feel like I’m digging a hole and burying myself alive. Depression is getting me every time. It’s pulling me into an ocean of sadness. I just wanted to feel happiness again like I did a few days ago. Depression came knocking on my door saying it was time—time to knock me down again. Time to isolate myself from everyone that cares. Time to stay in my bed until a family member pulls me out. Time to sob at 3 AM to make sure no one hears you. It’s time. There was a knock on the door and I opened it to see depression.
By Gigi M5 years ago in Psyche
“Friends.”
For some sad reason, I will always feel alone. No matter how hard I’ll try to hang out with friends or trying to communicate with them. I will always feel alone. Sometimes I don’t, but those are rare days. I always stay up until the early morning which usually is 5 AM. To make sure if a friend needed me, I was here. To talk, to make sure they have someone that’s listening or to just cry while everything is crumbling. I know the feeling, but nobody is there for me. In my dark room with nothing shining but the cars passing by. So quiet but the sirens from the fire station behind the house. It was just me and my thoughts. My thoughts are just roaming around. I think of fantasy when my dark thoughts come in, but it just keeps shoving and shoving all the goodness out of it. Your friends don’t care for you. No matter how hard you tried to be there for them. They’re never going be there for you. Cause they’ll don’t understand how you feel. I’lltry to shake it off. It’s late at night I should sleep. I need to catch sleep in a race. I’m almost running out of breath and it’s still ahead of me. I lost. My father alarm will go off always at 3:30 AM for he could get ready to leave to his work. I could hear him walking up and down the stairs to make sure he got everything. So badly, I want to go out and tell him. I can’t sleep because...because I feel lonely. I feel like nobody will care if I don’t wake up. Nobody will care if I stay in my room all day and only come out just to use the bathroom. I hear him starting his coffee machine. Him stirring his milk and sugar in his cup. I could hear him sighing when his second alarm went off to tell him it’s time to leave. I could hear the dishes falling into the sink. His loud footsteps making it to the door and the creaks of the porch as he’s walking off. The starting of the engine and his car passes by. Once again, I am alone with my dark friends.
By Gigi M5 years ago in Poets
Spring Love
I guess you can call this an update. Many have asked so many questions about my winter love. If we still talk? No. Sadly, we do not. We still have each other on social media, but we aren’t on speaking terms. Have I tried to talk to her again? Multiple times, but I gave up. Why did I gave up? I will not chase someone who doesn’t want me. That’s a waste of time and effort. Does anyone else beside my one friend know about my winter love? Many know her description, but not her. That’s a yes and no answer. Am I over her? I know I’m not the only one, but if she ever comes back to me, I will take her in with open arms. I will embrace her so that the glue she used to fix herself together will melt her all back to a solid piece. Does she know she’s my winter love? No. Many have tried to encourage me, but I feel like she wouldn’t care. I believe she have read this since she’s been seeing my posts about this. I haven’t said anything to her nor has my friend. If she think this is her, she would message me. What would happen if she messaged me? I would tell her everything if she asks, but she hasn’t so I would rather be quiet.
By Gigi M5 years ago in Humans
Winter Love
Before I found you, I was lost. Not the, I need my GPS lost. I was spiritually and mentally lost. I didn’t know what I was looking for my life until I met you. As cheesy as it sounds, finding you was the best thing that ever happened to me. I didn't know what to do in my life. I loved a girl before but not as much as I loved you.
By Gigi M6 years ago in Humans