# 2025.08.16 Saturday pm 22:53
we broke up at this exact time, im writing this entry a day after it happened. I tend to find that I return to this diary whenever something bad happens in my life, I've not written about her here yet and I wish to do so. Her name is Denn, Maridenn. I loved her, I really did.
"Was it worth it to be happy for a little bit even though it ended up sad? Or would it have been better if the whole thing never happened?"
I really enjoyed my time with her, but I guess it wasn't the same for her I guess I wasnt her "person" the one who she could trust, the one she could rely on. She said she didn't feel anything, she said "I tried to find the feeling but there still none", "you did meant sth but I dont feel anymore".
She never felt anything in the first place, while I felt everything. She was my everything.
"Please don’t think that your not enough your presence in my life is not bad this is not about you but about the relationship and I can’t just lie and make you feel good and stay in a relationship that I feel nth and I’m not acting like you never existed to me because you did"
maybe i needed too much, maybe if i didnt love her as much as i did i would still be with her. but whats the point of that relationship build on a facade, a relationship built on lies.
how am i supposed to move on now, how can i let someone else have what I had. Everything that she told me, the things we were gonna do together the food she likes, her favorite color, her hobbies and her flaws.
especially her flaws, i want to be there so we can work this out together
but i cant
im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry
denn, if you ever find this diary, if you ever find this proof of my existence just know that during the almost two months we were together, I was happy truly happy. You were the source of my happiness, the sun to my icarus, in a crowd of billions you shined the brightest.
yet, I cant be that guy, that guy who makes you feel, that person who you want, im sorry i came into your life, im sorry I ever tried, im sorry i came back again after you rejected me the first time, i shouldve just stayed away. and now what is there left but for me to live, live knowing i had something as good as you, and i let it go you made me let it go. You only seemed to care when my suicidal tendencies showed up, other than that it seems like I never mattered like I was nothing just another person that comes and goes in your life, the life you told me all about.
WHY CANT WE JUST BE TOGETHER?
please dont let me go so easily, i still have things i want to talk to you about, we had plans to go places together and now
and now nothing.
why do i try so hard every day!? it is because you are there.
just like how the narrator calls out for nastenka, everyday he waits, everyday nastenka is his source of happiness in an otherwise mundane life.
i didnt want you to just be another entry in this journal, the people i've met in the past we're all worse than you, they couldnt hold a candle to what you are able to do. to who you are.
how can i find someone else when all i know is you, when all i want is you, when all i think about is you, how am i supposed to move on and ask
"hey whats your favorite color" erm green, when i know yours is blue
"what do you like to eat?" beef and korean food!, when i know you love fries the most, when i know you love chocolate the most, when i know you liked fried chicken the most when i know that your palette is just like a child when i know that you dont drink enough water
who is supposed to tell me goodnight now, you were my alarm clock. I was excited to wake up everyday because of you, and now I wake up and i have to force a smile, hold in my tears because how can i cry in public how can i let these emotions get in the way when im supposed to be so "great" when im supposed to be the "best"
who will tell you to put on the scar removal now? who will tell you to drink enough water, i guess these is just the past now
they say to live in the present but how can i continue to live when all i want is a present with you, a future with you. i want to hold your hand more, when you ask me if i wanted it to last and when i asked you if you wanted it to last was it all meaningless
"Denn, [8/17/25 2:53 PM] It’s not a lie as at that time I thought I would be able to feel it but I tried and it didn’t
Denn, [8/17/25 2:57 PM] I told you I felt nth
Denn, [8/17/25 2:57 PM] I tried to find the feeling but there still none"
please dont let someone else have what I cant, if you tell me to change completely i will, i will forgo every sense of self identity for this. Would I trade all the knowledge and understanding to be loved back just a little? please
please
please
im sorry
im sorry
"Sliden, [8/17/25 3:00 PM] Anymore? I was just something new to you right
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:00 PM] I know it's pointless to keep asking
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:00 PM] But fuck
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:00 PM] I can't stop crying
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:00 PM] Just know you deserved all of the love I gave you
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:00 PM] Even though u couldn't feel it
Denn, [8/17/25 3:02 PM] thank you for all of it
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:03 PM] If I crashed my bike and died
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:03 PM] I think you would be one of my last memories
Denn, [8/17/25 3:03 PM] WHAT
Denn, [8/17/25 3:03 PM] YOU SHOULDN'T
Denn, [8/17/25 3:03 PM] dude
Denn, [8/17/25 3:04 PM] dont
Denn, [8/17/25 3:04 PM] Y are you doing this to yourself"
WHO IS SUPPOSED TO TELL ME TO DRIVE SAFE NOW, WHO IS SUPPOSED TO CARE WHEN IM NOT OKAY EMOTIONALLY when im just another person to you, was none of it ever real
why are you trying to be the antagonist, IM THE ANTAGONIST IM SUPPOSED TO MAKE YOU FEEL BAD AND YET IT IS THE OPPOSITE
"Denn, [8/17/25 3:05 PM] just think of me as a villain who destroyed everything or sth
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:05 PM] I CANT
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:05 PM] i wish i could"
"Denn, [8/17/25 3:07 PM] don't think about hurting yourself dude
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:07 PM] I DOTN THINK ABOUT IT
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:07 PM] IT JUST HAPPENS
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:07 PM] YOU SAY IT LIKE YOU CAN CONTROL YOUR THOUGHTS
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:07 PM] do you think i want to cry
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:07 PM] do you think i want to feel this way
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:08 PM] do you think i wanted to love you as much as i did
Sliden, [8/17/25 3:08 PM] if i had control over my emotions WHY WOULD I BE TEXTING YOU LIKE THIS"
do you think i wanted to love you as much as i did
why did i love her so much knowing I will get hurt, knowing it will all be for naught.
"Sliden, [8/17/25 3:10 PM] im sorry only when the possibility of me not being there any more that makes you care
Denn, [8/17/25 3:10 PM] I hope you'll be able to find closure and move on from this from the bottom of my heart thank you for everythings
Denn, [8/17/25 3:10 PM] I think we both need help"
when you say thank you for everything, what did i mean to you, what was i, give me something to prove myself, i dont want THIS I DONT WANT THIS I DONT WANT TO WAKE UP TOMORROW KNOWING YOU WONT BE MINE KNOWING YOU ARE NOT THERE FOR ME ANYMORE
i last updated this 233d ago
i wanted to love you more, i still had more love to give you, i guess its my fault, if i wasnt happy alone why was i so happy with you and now im not happy again
from strangers to something to strangers again, what a strange feeling, why must i cry when i know logically this had to happen but i still feel these i still have to do go thru and journal and write this down
if i never said the word break up then would we have been ok? if i wasnt so clingy if i didnt do so much to hurt you if i wasnt such a burden if i wasnt such a fucking dumbass if i was better if i was handsomer if i physically am better if i was cooler
im always the fucking problem it would be better if i just fucking killed myself
if i killed myself i wouldnt have to think about any of this shit any more
read so much fucking philosophy and now i still have suicidal tendencies so fucking absurd how can i move on from you Denn. you were my everything
denn. i loved you why did you have to go why why
i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed i failed
i failed to be a better person i failed to be some one capable of making you feel, at the end of the day i can only blame myself for feeling like shit when i know that at one point you tried to feel and it didnt work
"Sliden, [8/17/25 10:40 PM] who is supposed to say goodnight to me now
Sliden, [8/17/25 10:40 PM] who is supposed to tell you not to forget to use the scar removal
Sliden, [8/17/25 10:40 PM] to take care of yourself
Sliden, [8/17/25 10:40 PM] and now i have to wake up tomorrow
Sliden, [8/17/25 10:40 PM] and endure the possibility of seeing you
Sliden, [8/17/25 10:40 PM] and i cant deal with that"
even as im writing this im venting to you in hopes maybe you'll hate me, and if you hated me maybe i'll feel better since i'm supposed to be the villian the one who ruins every thing never one to help just a fucking retard i never wanted it to be this way, it couldve ended a lot earlier you couldve ended it a lot earlier you knew you were never gonna feel anything
nothing i can say will fix it, nothing i can do will fix it since you dont want it, you never wanted it
why cant every thing be like a math problem, if i cant solve it its only because of my own incompetency, this is why i find such beaut in mathematics.
its not women, its you i want you denn, and now that ive had it
how am i supposed to go without it
like oxygen you sustained me they asked you seem a lot happier
it was thanks to you
did i not make you happy at least once?
can i not do it again?
why why why why why
you want to blame it on your personality type, blame it on your psychopathic tendencies, you want to be special so fucking bad dont you, maybe if i kill myself maybe then youll finally fucking feel somethng
"thanks for everything"
how about thanks for nothing you were my everything
and now you're just supposed to be nothing to me?
make it make sense
when you called me babe that one time i thought it was the start of many, but now i know itll be the only time
when we have our break up date, will i cry too? will i cry again knowing that i couldve had you and now im supposed to live the rest of my life without you?
this one can of sapporo ran out so i wont type anymore
i loved you denn.
not knowing what it would've done to me.
i cant i cant do this how am i supposed to face you i cried to sleep i cried in front of my friends today i held my tears in class today i forgot about you for a moment and it all came back when i got home and the tears wouldnt stop it just wouldnt and even now as i type this