On Love Blogs and The Like

I’ve bloghopped. I am not amused with the other posts.

I know people fall in love a lot of times. I’m eighteen. I’ve fallen for someone before and got hurt because of reasons like that. I understand how people feel when they’re falling in love and when they’re hurting, so I think I can tell everyone right now…

…to snap out of this stupidity in an instant.

I’m not really saying that writing about your feelings is annoying. I’m saying that you say you’re going to be okay, but those are lies. You post crapload of stuff about moving on when…YOU STILL POST A CRAPLOAD OF STUFF ABOUT MOVING ON! How can you move on when you’re always talking about how to move freakin’ on?! You’ll just keep remembering. It’s like “okay, here goes. I’m trying to forget you by writing about this feeling!!!” Are you waiting for me to serve you an ice cold slap on the fez? Because I can give you one for free as long as you’re doing this.

See, being sad about it is part of the feeling. But if you say you’re gonna forget about him, it’s not enough to forget the past. The feeling needs to be forgotten, too. Writing about it once is enough to cry away the bad feeling, but making more and more writings about it is a different thing. It’s more like keeping the pain, nourishing it, making it grow until it becomes a big monster. You need to understand how writing works. When you fall in love, it’s not like love is all that there is. We, girls, have brains. And we don’t just use it. We use it the right way.

I advise you to distract yourself. Play with yourself (don’t be dirty, pervert). These are the times that people becomes, liek, 30000x creative. Yeah, when I’m hurt or what, my creative juices come out so I take advantage of it. Maybe it’ll work for you, too?

That’s pretty much everything that I’d like to say. Stop the drama. If love left where it was once, there’s no reason for you to stay anymore. Don’t hope for a second chance. If there’s a second chance, it will come chasing you. So please stop this idiocracy. It’s killing me.

And take this from me, just for encouragement: When you’re hurt or what, and then you break down and cry, it’s cool you know. It proves that what you’ve had was sincere. Write it down, have emo days. Listen to songs, whatever. You might even do stupid things, but that’s still cool. BUT don’t overdo it. If it had been months after everything and you’re still in that condition, you’re uncool now. SO UNFREAKINCOOL.

Your heart is a muscle and therefore it’s supposed to be strong. :) So cut the crap and start partying with me. \:D/