What’s a good movie/drama that will make me cry?
Be strong and think: So what if he doesn’t like me? He is not the only guy in the world. Remember this, he is not one in a million, but rather just one out of a million. Yes, he is very much that insignificant if you were to look at this matter in that perspective.
Ask yourself this:
- Why should I waste my time on someone who doesn’t care and isn’t willing to spend his time on me?
- Why should I waste my tears crying over someone who will never know, never care and wouldn’t care?
- Why should I let my heart go through such pain over someone who doesn’t give a damn about me?
- Why should I put myself through such torture of missing him, thinking about him, caring about him, loving him and gain nothing of that sort in return?
- Why should I get depressed over a man who can ruin my chances of meeting potential better men?
If you have resolved to forget about him and move on, stick with it. Do not hesitate and try to think of different excuses for you not to move on.
If you are in the situation where you think he might have liked you, and then you realized he really wasn’t interested, it’s OK. Just move on and please do not harp on any past ‘experiences’ that has made you think that he likes you. Do not give yourself the opportunity to think that you might still have a chance. If there is really something between the two of you, don’t you think something might have already happened? Why wait till the time when you finally realized that it isn’t mutual?
Do something that can take your mind off him, or this one sided relationship.Even if it’s just that little while. Do not lie in bed, cuddling underneath your blankets and listen to depressing songs. Nope, that isn’t going to help but make you feel worse because all you’re going to think about is him, him and still him! Go for a jog, walk your dogs, clean your room, cook something, bake, anything!
Think of his negative side. Think of that side of him that isn’t favourable. Yes, you might say that you love him so much that you love his negative sides altogether. Girl, that isn’t going to help. What you are trying to do now is to forget about him and to diminish all those romantic feelings you have for him.
Find a guy who will make you smile, dry your tears and is always willing to spend his time and shower you with love, concern and affections, and not this guy who has indirectly made you give him all that but he doesn’t appreciate nor take your feelings into consideration like you do for him. He is not worth it.
I didn’t even have coffee for 4 days now, yet I’m still wide awake at 3 am.
Just promise that we will be alright
I adored you. The first time your lips touched mine my knees buckled and my heart banged out an 808 beat that reverberated through the heavens for the first and last time. The story behind my first kiss too was my first love, though I never claimed I loved you out loud. Adoring you felt a lot safer at the time, see, I was afraid that by saying I loved you I would be signing myself up to an everlasting pact that I knew not how to extinguish the minute I felt myself retracting. I was too young, too naive, too ignorant. Well I guess we both were. A love so raw, it scared me. But this love was doomed to fail from the start. All first loves are, aren’t they? I wanted to pour and have you feel the heaviness of my love so I wept often but tears are a poor substitution for precipitation. The night we met for the last time, the skies cried, and I guess it knew we were so beautiful and so naive and so perfect and too good to be true that it wept for us.
Countless of people have asked me why I like to spend so much time on my own. Why I ignore phone calls, even though I claim over and over that it’s not out of hatred or anger or to make offense. I just happen to like physical interaction more than spending majority of my time building friendships out of machines. I love meeting new people, I love running into people I know on the street and having spontaneous get togethers without the need for specificity. I love feeling as if I can’t always control what happens around me. I like that suspense. I love walking aimlessly without a specific destination. I walk until my feet can no longer take the weight of my body getting lost in a crowd of strangers. There’s so much to learn about a stranger, I’ve realized. I love writing about a love that’s no longer there. I love going out of my way and possibly coming across someone worthwhile. I don’t know. I travel for the purpose of breathing in the air I’m meant to breathe in, to appreciate what’s around me without focusing too much on all the sad things that dwell in the four corners of my room. Yeah, I guess I am weird. I’m not a lonely person, but people often mistake my necessity to spend so much time alone to be a sad thing.
It’s not. I’m not.
But most of all, I like to watch people. Sometimes I ride the subway all day and look at them and listen to them. I just want to figure out who they are and what they want and where they are going.
"If you have good thoughts, then they will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely." - Ronald Dahl
Looking around for early Christmas presents
Union Square Holiday Market