So you were in love?

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So you were in love. It was the most perfect thing in the world, and then suddenly it wasn't. You never imagined it ending like that. You were left hurt, sad, disappointed and tempted to give up on love. But trust me; it's not the end of the world. I have seen people wonder the necessity behind loving another person after a heartbreak or two. The truth is that to experience joy, you have to feel pain. Love is temporary happiness and temporary pain. Nothing great comes without some effort. And to love can be the best effort you give to someone special, to love can be a defining point in your life where and when you discover the true essence of your being and perhaps your youth.

 

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It was a learning experience. Probably the best one in your life. Every step in life, whether right or otherwise, teaches you a lot of things. Maybe, your experience with this guy/girl wasn't as wondrous as you'd have liked. But on the flip side, it taught you a lot of things, not just about love, but also about yourself. Now, you know what exactly is it that you don't want in your guy/girl.

 

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Love isn't to be blamed. It was just that a bad, probably hurtful relationship.
You are not a pro at it! So what? There is no user manual to love or even romance for that matter. Go out again, with open eyes, and an open mind, and probably your true love is out there, waiting for you to make the first move.

 

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Believe it or not, your past experience has made you stronger. So you are more likely to use your head as well as your heart.

 

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But seriously, when it's the right person you fall in love with, you won't even need the above reasons to make peace with yourself. You'll just know.

 

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So, don't hold back. Get ready for a future that is bright, hopeful and filled with love.
You can never know love or learn what it means until you have loved. To love is a search for what is right and what is compatible or adjustable to you.

With love, a lot of things are possible. Love changes people and make you change. Love has a way of making you see the world differently.

 

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Love may not last forever. But the memories you will keep from it, may be treasures you hold forever.

 

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Love as much as you can. Yes you may be less willing after a decent try or two. But in those edges will you find something smooth that you will keep and treasure for the rest of your life!

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I used to care too much!

I think basically I started to not give a fuck about anything was when I got out of college. I was in a horrible relationship, that in the end made me out to look like the bad guy ( I wasn't, but she turned everyone's opinion on me).

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Anyway, I decided I had to relocate and find out who I am. Turns out, I am a guy who doesn't give a fuck about anything, an open book, and a straight up scumbag (in a good way). 

I used to care too much about other people’s opinions of what I do.

I used to care too much about what people think about what I do.

I used to care too much about how others judge what I do, or who I am, and that’s when my happiness was vulnerable at the time.

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There’s no need for you to worry about what people think of you. That’s a waste of energy.

I’ve wanted this piece of writing to be about us and how sorry I am. I’ve wanted to convince you how much I understand you but today – no, in fact, after weeks of working out, spending time at the gym, basically tiring myself out so that I don’t think too much – I don’t give a fuck anymore about what you think of me.

Yes, I’m writing this for me.

I’m not sorry anymore for the things I’ve said. I’m not sorry for showing you how much I cared. I’m not sorry for loving you more than you think you deserved. I’m not sorry for trying to convince you that I’d be there. I’m not sorry for feeling sorry for you.

I’m not.

I don’t give a fuck anymore if you think I’m needy, desperate, foolish and just an idiot. I’m not going to Google, “the Art of Texting” (Yes I did that) and find the best words to text you.

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I will text you if I feel like it. I will write about you all I want. I will stop talking to you when I have nothing to say.

But right now, I don’t give a fuck anymore. I’m too tired trying to please you, trying to accommodate to your needs, to put your happiness first before mine, and to accept your bullshit.

I’m too tired trying to be someone I’m not.

So I’m going to be myself now. And you can’t stop me. 

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Sometimes, giving too much of a fuck can put your happiness in danger. And I’m not just speaking from observation, but from experience.

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I don’t care if you think I’m needy, clingy, pushy, aggressive. I don’t care if you think I’m into you more than you do. I don’t care what you think of me when you read my lengthy text, or when I stopped talking to you because I simply had nothing to say.

If you truely stop caring about everything, you perceive the world in a completely different way.

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I've had a miserable life for many years, but then again, I don't give a fuck. As I started to care about absolutely nothing, everything changed. People are meaningless. I don't care if you die, and that changes the way I interact with you, most likely I won't because I have no interest in doing so whatsoever. I can have fun, and I can learn things but it never means anything. There is no passion. To me things people care about are pathetic. I see no difference in life now or 500 years ago. There is progress in science and all, but it doesn't change people and never will. Nature and life itself used to amaze me, now it's like I am a spectator of my own deceasing self. I can now find joy in sadness. But joy, is different from what it used to be. And sometimes I wished, I could bore myself to death, or atleast into a sedative coma of blind happiness. Colors, taste, smell have lost their potential of evoking emotions, I only observe. I only eat and drink to keep my body functioning. This is better than depression and endless worries, because it bears one thing. As nothing matters, there is no reason to live, but also no reason to die.

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Remember, it's you, writing a story. 
It’s you, telling a story. It’s you not giving a fuck about anything but telling that story.

 

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