Hey!
I’m looking for some new people to talk to and hopefully become friends with. I’m down to chat about pretty much anything music, movies, random stuff, life, whatever. I’m just looking for someone to have nice conversations with and get to know each other.
Hi! I’m 18F and I’m looking for a speaking partner to practice English.
I’ve already finished preparing for the IELTS, and my level is around B2. I’d like to keep practicing, become more confident, and feel more comfortable speaking English.
A little about me: I enjoy cooking, reading, and writing. I’m also open to talking about pretty much anything.
If you’re also looking for someone to practice English with, feel free to message me!
We can help each other improve.
Nothing is good now.
See how people live their lives
while I am still with you,
in the rain and pain.
Darling, tell me, where are we now?
Tell me a little, show me more.
You never asked me how I am doing,
but
what about your day?
Tell me more for a while.
I will be completely yours
for a long time.
How can you explain
that you decided to decline my calls?
I am calling for you,
a muse that can save me from the storm.
But I only have a blur in my head.
Feel that and say that:
Honey, it was a mistake.
Do you remember when I said I was in love?
Did I ever tell you?
I thought I was right,
I was only in love.
Where are you now?
Once I opened up my heart,
And you treated me like shit.
So tell me, how are you now?
I think I’m gonna find out,
Can you give me a sign?
I’d follow you anywhere,
But I don’t know how.
Twice I stood beside your friends,
They didn’t even know my name.
You never introduced me,
But it’s okay… I’m fine.
I felt like I was buried,
Surrounded by the people you called home.
They made a joke,
So I laughed along.
You never said who we were,
So how was I supposed to know?
I think I finally see it now.
I was only the spare one.
I wasted all my time
On a liar.
Tell me,
Is it finally okay for me now?
I waited for a place in your world,
But you kept me in the dark.
I gave you everything I had,
You left me with an empty heart.
You never said who we were,
So how was I supposed to know?
Now I finally understand,
I was never the one.
I wasted all my time
On a liar.
Now I’m letting go
And I’ll be okay somehow.
I opened the door,
expecting nothing,
yet somehow
I was still waiting
for my muse.
Instead,
I found the quiet weight
of memories
that still carried your name.
I’ve told everyone,
a thousand different times,
“What’s gone is gone.”
Funny,
how words can sound so convincing
until they reach your own heart.
I wore my pride
like borrowed armor,
pretending I had forgotten
while my memories
still knew exactly where to ache.
Then,
in the silence,
I imagined your voice
soft enough
to make me wonder
if you had anything left
to give.
Ridiculous,
isn’t it?
How we keep searching
for pieces of people
who already left.
For the longest time,
blaming you
felt easier
than admitting
I still remembered.
You once spoke
about my horoscope,
about stars,
about reasons
written somewhere above us.
Maybe the stars
were never the problem.
Maybe we were.
You always tried
to teach everyone,
as if wisdom could outrun
your own mistakes.
The strange thing is
you’re still as young as I am,
still learning,
still pretending
to know the answers.
I laughed once.
Then I realized
it sounded
too much like grief.
I used to think
you were wild,
reckless,
impossible to understand.
Maybe I wasn’t wrong.
I just wish
I had been.
I opened the door,
But you were nowhere to be found.
In the middle of your conversation,
I was still waiting for my muse.
Instead, I found
My complicated memories of you.
I have said a million times to everyone:
“What is past is past.”
The grudge becomes almost hilarious
When my memories still carry pain.
Then came a whisper from you,
Saying you could still give me something of yourself.
Don’t you think it’s ridiculous?
My favorite game is blaming you.
How could you once
What was it you said about my horoscope?
I’m a Leo, I know.
I know every girl hates you.
You teach everyone,
And you teach yourself.
Hey, look
You’re as young as I am.
I’m laughing at you. Sorry.
I never thought I would get to know you.
I thought you were crazy, wild, and foolish.
You know what?
I still haven’t been wrong.
I opened the door,
But you were nowhere to be found.
In the middle of your conversation,
I was still waiting for my muse.
Instead, I found
My complicated memories of you.
I have said a million times to everyone:
“What is past is past.”
The grudge becomes almost hilarious
When my memories still carry pain.
Then came a whisper from you,
Saying you could still give me something of yourself.
Don’t you think it’s ridiculous?
My favorite game is blaming you.
How could you once
What was it you said about my horoscope?
I’m a Leo, I know.
I know every girl hates you.
You teach everyone,
And you teach yourself.
Hey, look
You’re as young as I am.
I’m laughing at you. Sorry.
I never thought I would get to know you.
I thought you were crazy, wild, and foolish.
You know what?
I still haven’t been wrong.
Heard you were back with your ex-girlfriend,
The girl, your glorious muse.
How have you been, mate?
Then again, I know
You were tired of her.
Now it’s my turn to answer.
I was painfully busy with my life,
Keeping my heart locked away,
Too afraid to let my feelings breathe.
It’s almost August again, isn’t it?
The afternoon burns.
The air is feverish.
But what became of our love?
Did you notice
How I slowly disappeared?
She wears a shining white dress,
While I find myself in red.
I saw you walking beside her
For quite a while.
Yet I remain
By the beautiful garden,
All alone,
Still holding on
To hope.
A gentle breeze reminds me of you,
But all I can see
Is her.
I saw a photoplay.
The color of the light felt like an entrance.
I was lying there, crying.
A reel of fading light.
I watched a movie about the cinematographer.
I got inspired and unravelled.
I felt like reading the story behind her book.
It broke me even more.
Then came your ghost-script.
I expected you to feel the slow fade
inside your heart.
In the middle of the movie,
I realized that love causes a battle in our hearts.
The characters were pretty young
and pursued their dreams,
like we once did.
At eighteen, she wrote a masterpiece.
Maybe you don’t remember,
but I’ll turn eighteen pretty soon.
My favorite number
it keeps reminding me
of the day we first met.
Then their love began to hurt.
That’s what I expected.
At the beginning, it was all about hope.
Not jealousy—just sympathy for the ache.
The movie started to feel like the end.
Our relationship
was both short and long.
I refused to watch until the end.
I was scared that you would leave.
Paused.
And never return.
I’ve never wanted to bother you.
It’s the end of June.
I have forgotten about that.
You sent me a message.
I was wondering who that was.
The person I loved was the cure.
The night was searing, like terrifying death.
People surrounded me,
laughing, but not at me.
Indigo was the color of the night when we first met.
My bitter laugh and burning spark
broke like glass.
I was sitting and dreaming.
Why are you fuming?
The dark blue called me over.
I was stuck in one place.
I never even thought about how to get out of the darkness.
It’s a good thing I stayed.
It turned out I didn’t even need treatment from you.
You laughed at the things I said.
I thought there was something wrong with me.
Maybe I just wasn’t smart enough for you.
Tell me, respectful person,
what exactly did you say?
I held a grudge against you,
yet somehow I still cared.
Then I remembered
I don’t even know who you are.
I’ve never seen your complexion,
and I never blamed you for that.
I thought you could help me,
but you wouldn’t even try.
Thanks for the profanity.
I suppose that’s all you had to offer.
I’m glad I never crossed your mind.
I never did,
and I never will.
Not yet.
I’m not sure how I can be your girlfriend.
I’m still reading novels,
searching for words to describe what I feel.
Never mind that you see me
as something damaged.
We were in the library once
books I mentioned to you,
but you never chose a single one.
Maybe you could read just one word
and understand what matters to me.
I love you
love you through language, through meaning.
My thoughts, my belief in us
all gather in silence.
Give me a book I can adore,
and maybe then
I will belong to you completely.
Not yet.
I’m not sure how I can be your girlfriend.
I’m still reading novels,
searching for words to describe what I feel.
Never mind that you see me
as something damaged.
We were in the library once
books I mentioned to you,
but you never chose a single one.
Maybe you could read just one word
and understand what matters to me.
I love you
love you through language, through meaning.
My thoughts, my belief in us
all gather in silence.
Give me a book I can adore,
and maybe then
I will belong to you completely.
Everything is on fire, the knife in my hand.
Helps me protect my passion, but for whom?
I guess you know the answer.
You turned my emotions against me.
The clock struck midnight.
The stars are falling like my pride,
Like your words that pass right through me.
The dark room gives me signals,
But looking out of the window gives me no signs.
The ghost stands beside me; it does not frighten me.
It screams that I cannot go into battle.
My own strength laughs at me.
I am still speechless, yet I understand.
Might he think I am a fool?
Probably, he does. I know it.
Everyone begins to notice that something is wrong,
But I have no clue, just like he doesn’t.
Everything is on fire, the knife in my hand.
Helps me protect my passion, but for whom?
I guess you know the answer.
You turned my emotions against me.
The clock struck midnight.
The stars are falling like my pride,
Like your words that pass right through me.
The dark room gives me signals,
But looking out of the window gives me no signs.
The ghost stands beside me; it does not frighten me.
It screams that I cannot go into battle.
My own strength laughs at me.
I am still speechless, yet I understand.
Might he think I am a fool?
Probably, he does. I know it.
Everyone begins to notice that something is wrong,
But I have no clue, just like he doesn’t.
Let’s fight for our love.
Let’s fight for us.
I know it might be the hardest thing for you,
but I’m ready for it.
I was standing on a busy street
Your shadow follows me through my restless mind
My heart returned to you
I was thinking ‘Oh God, leave me alone’
I feel your heavy chest on my lungs
I cannot breathe without you, not even for a second
You never found your way back to me
You stood on the pavement and shouted at me, “I’m not enough for you”
I was thinking about how I can fix myself for you
But you disappeared
I was standing all alone
Among those chasing time in the streets
I looked at the sky and whispered,
“You promised never to come back to me”
I was standing on a busy street
Your shadow follows me through my restless mind
My heart returned to you
I was thinking ‘Oh God, leave me alone’
I feel your heavy chest on my lungs
I cannot breathe without you, not even for a second
You never found your way back to me
You stood on the pavement and shouted at me, “I’m not enough for you”
I was thinking about how I can fix myself for you
But you disappeared
I was standing all alone
Among those chasing time in the streets
I looked at the sky and whispered,
“You promised never to come back to me”
Hey! ✨
I’ve always been an introvert, but now I want to step out of my comfort zone. I also need some practice with my English. A little about me: I enjoy reading a wide range of books, going for walks, and exploring history. Besides that, I’d like to make some friends if possible.
Hi! It’s been a while since I started studying English, and I’m having some difficulties with speaking. What I find most challenging is expressing my thoughts clearly. Maybe you’re also looking for a speaking partner? I’d be glad to chat with you. 🙂