every so often when someone asks me a simple question like, ‘how are you feeling?’ I could talk on for hours. I could fill the air with my rubbish nonsense and shift the atmosphere with my emotions. but most times I merely say a curt “fine,” and I walk away. no one would understand anyway. but honestly, I don’t like opening up to people who I don’t think can help my situation.. let’s face it, all they’re going to say is ‘Feel Better.’ as if you weren’t trying to do that anyway.
if their girl is talking to another guy in a particular manner or pretty much flirting and he claims he genuinely is not jealous or scared to lose her.. honestly means he just is not fully valuing the relationship and not seeing a threat to the relationship.
If he’s not scared to lose you.. what’s the point? You might as well not be there to begin with.i believe this too. balance is better when it comes to jealousy. it should be there but not too much of it. just the right amount. the way i like my shower… not too cold or too hot HAHAH
I don’t even know you, but I feel like I do. the few times I’ve talked to you have been some of the most interesting and amazing conversations I’ve ever had. but now I feel like it’s too late. I don’t even know when the next time I’ll be seeing you will be. I feel like I’ve lost something huge. I hate how shy I am. I wish my anxiety would just disappear. just like the way you did.
but I like to remind myself I was lucky enough to have had time with him at all.
I have written those words again and again, telling myself that everything will be okay and that things will get better. but when I actually thought about it, I had no idea how I was going to change things. and for the first time in my life, those words mean something different. because every other time I was only trying to convince myself of something I didn’t accept as true. but now I know.
I know I’ll be okay.
I don’t particularly miss having a boyfriend but I DO miss having someone to talk to at night. I miss the company, I miss knowing that someone misses me the way I miss them. I miss kissing, holding hands, smiling for no reason, I miss sharing memories, jokes, and secrets. I miss waiting all week until the weekend to finally see him. I miss the butterflies, the blushing, the hesitation.
Being single is great but after a while it gets… lonely.
everyone (that usually likes the shounen genre) should go and watch/read one piece right now because it is a beautiful and overwhelming series that will make you fall off your chair from laughing, cry a ridiculous amount of tears, and grin so widely your mouth would fall off. I mean, there is a reason why it sells millions and millions more copies than other series when each new volume is released.
eh then again, you’d have to read 600+ chapters or watch 500+ episodes to catch up. and no one wants to do that ‘cause it’s “a waste of time”. I feel bad for anyone who doesn’t give one piece a chance because of how long it is, they don’t know what they’re missing. but for anyone planning to watch one piece… it’s not a happy show. like it’s going to seem fine for a while but don’t fall for it. the further you get into the series the worse it gets until you’re up at 3am in your dark bedroom crying in the fetal position.
I like dressing up on Mondays, partially because everyone else seems to take the high way and go in the “sweatpants & a sweater” direction while I like heading the other road. plus, it’s a proven fact that you’re a lot happier and alert when you’re a bit more dressed up in something you really like (& good Monday for me equals good rest of the week!). Mondays aren’t bad unless YOU make it out that way you guys…
I’ve been giving up on people too easily. If they don’t call, if they don’t try, then I don’t. I know it isn’t fair to lay the guilt on them when I’m not calling either. I’m just as much at fault. ‘cause I suck at keeping in touch and interacting with people. I’ve got a lot of resentment for old friends—for letting me go without a fight. I just want someone to call and say “I miss you, how are you?” I just want to call someone and say “I miss you, I’m sorry.” I want to be brave enough to stay in one place. there are people who used to be in my life who aren’t anymore, and I just wish I could tell them they meant something to me
even if I meant nothing to them.
when people meddle with my personal things, especially my clothes. I know exactly where I place my clothes, how they’re arranged in my closet, and I remember the way I folded them. so I’ll definitely know when someone passes beyond my things.
woman, do you really have to rearrange my shoes/clothes and put them in a bin or take them without my permission? kudos, you just made me so irritated that I don’t even think I can review for my exam properly. looking on the bright side, if I flunk this test, I’ll have someone to blame. I’ll mark this day.
