lr33

Student, Artist, and Writer in California

Hello. I go by a name called lre which the first letter is and L. I just try to do what I can for myself. I don't like to express my feelings to others. I get emotional over sad things, and people think I'm just exaggerating but I try to hold back in the pain I have been in for a long time. I don't expect some people I know to come across this but if some of you know that I like going under the name lre, I like my initials being called but due to random people I don't know shall only call me by the name I like and I don't want to be called by my real names. I've been through a lot of pain since growing up as a child. I make up random Gmail accounts

There are a lot of you who have experienced being hit as a child but still seem to shine so bright no one has ever tried to shut down before. If you have been shut down before by people who hurt you, don't rethink it, and just move on. Don't let the words hurt you, just because they said that, it doesn't mean you can just give up on what you have been wanting. If you wanted a lover but you've been hurt before by your previous lover, I would like to quote “ Love yourself more before you love another.” I love that quote which keeps me loving myself more before loving another. I had a dude ask me out but it reminded me I am just here to accomplish my goal before I date. I don't want them to be hurt because of me and I don't want them to go through what I have been through before. I usually cuss and all that but I don't want to hurt people physically because it hurts to see when a person cries when they get hurt.

Seeing people grow from a kid to an adult just gives me the courage to keep going no matter where I am. When I see my family argue or see any of them I cry, I'll cry, because I feel hurt on the inside due to a really long time ago. When I was 4 years old, a mature little girl. It was night time and it was a family movie night. I went to go get water with my mom and when I accidentally spilled a bit of it she screamed at me. I started tearing up and I ran away and hid on the stairs. My auntie came and told my mom I was sitting and crying on the stairs. My mom came and told me to get down and come back to the movie. I came down getting scared because I thought she would hit me. I ran to my dad and he told me not to cry. After a couple of years, he threw a book at me I almost bled. SYNY