Maybe you are really in love with him or maybe you are just in love with the attention he is giving you and maybe you’re too lonely to see the difference.

If they don’t reply to your texts — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t call you — they’re not interested in you.

If they forget your birthday — they’re not interested in you.

If they’re hung up on their ex — they’re not interested in you.

If they’re obsessed with being single — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t want to meet your friends — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t want you to meet their friends — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t ask questions about your life — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t tell you things about their life — they’re not interested in you.

If they only speak to you when they want to have sex with you — they’re not interested in you.

If they only have sex with you when they’re drunk — they’re not interested in you.

If they say “should we just keep this between us?’ after you have sex with them — they’re not interested in you.

If they can always find a psychobabble rationale about who “I am” or “you are” or “we are” as reason why you can’t be together — they’re not interested in you.

If they have said for more than six months that they would like to be with you “BUT” — they’re not interested in you.

And if you still need convincing — think of it this way. Think of what the real day-to-day of life is taken up by. Life is birthday parties at terrible pubs. Life is losing your credit card and the annual Melbourne Cup sweepstake in the office. Life is hen’s nights, bucks’ nights, sitting on the phone for three hours to get U2 tickets and not getting them, the apartment upstairs flooding your house, interval training, calorie counting, cancer scares, illegal mini cabs, Secret Santa, rail replacement buses and Dido albums. Dogs die, cars crash, bin liners break, contracts end, curtain rails collapse, trains get delayed, football teams lose. Divorce happens and so do earthquakes and so does An Audience With Michael Bublé. Landlords put rent up, phones get stolen and the supermarket often completely runs out of hummus.

Now, taking all of the above into account — you look me dead in the eye and tell me the truth. Do you really have enough spare energy to pursue someone who isn’t interested in you? Do you really want to waste any more time on top of all of that? No. Me neither. So give it up, my friend. It’s a loser’s game. Delete their number. Don’t go on any more dates with them. Stop lurking their Facebook page. Feels good, doesn’t it?

Dolly Alderton

So, why are the funniest people the most depressed?

“Humor is a common defense mechanism. Some funny people like to make themselves and others laugh because it keeps them from crying. It distracts people from the real issues and pokes fun at things to minimize the impact. Albeit temporarily.”

Hindi mo sya mahal, attached ka lang.

“I want a clingy partner. Someone who would spam my inbox with “where are you’s” and “are you okay’s” whenever I forget to message him. Someone who easily gets jealous with all the boys I talk to and hang out with. Someone who would give me curfews because he doesn’t want me to be out late at night. Someone who would beg me to stay when I threaten to leave. Someone who would run after me when I start to walk away. Someone who is willing to do things for me without me telling him to just because he wants me to be happy. Someone who would tell me how much he loves me and how much he is willing to give up and do for me every time I feel like letting go. Someone who has more faith in me than anybody else. Someone who won’t ever give up on me even if I am close to doing so.”

— From a clingy girlfriend / buhaybabae

I push people away, hoping that they’ll stay.

Once somebody has touched your life so deeply it is impossible to de tangle them from yourself. Whether you be a broken mirror split in half or just a shard or even a mirror intact and radiant; the essence of someone important remains. Their spirit remains in those invisible cracks beneath your skin making it impossible to forget something which was once so ordinary, so familiar. 

“Wow. Now I know how you really feel. I was just trying to help, but whatever. No. No, not whatever! I know I mess things up sometimes, but I’m really trying! And you guys are supposed to be my friends!”

Lumpy Space Princess Adventure Time

Kagabi, papauwi ako galing UP at sumakay ako ng bus from SM North hanggang saamin, at sakto, biglang bumuhos ang ulan. Instead na kabahan ako dahil wala akong payong ay natawa pa ako sa sinabi ni ateng katabi ko, I know that language is dynamic and its meaning depends upon the use of a person, pero di pa rin ako makaget over sa zero possibility ni ate dahil wala daw syang makita dahil sa sobrang lakas ng ulan. Schette. Zero possibility.

i dont trust people who are attracted to me…like why? write me a 10 page paper with a legitimate thesis and valid points backing up your claim or you fake.

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