Psyche of a Hopeful Pessimist

Rants of a whiny college student

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I didn’t want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that’s really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you’re so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.
-Ned Vizzini, It’s Kind of a Funny Story (via sunst0ne)

(via 12manybrokenhearts)

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I want someone to really want me. Make a big deal about me, tell me I’m on your mind way too fucking much but you kinda like it. Make it completely obvious that I’m the person you want. Tell me you can’t wait to see me; show me how you feel so I can feel it too.
Make me feel something I’ve never felt before. Tell your friends about me & I’ll tell them about how you make butterflies swam my stomach. Want me as much as I want you.

(via 12manybrokenhearts)

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(Source: counterparrts, via 12manybrokenhearts)

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And it was after months of silence that I realised we make better strangers than we ever did anything else.
-Unknown (via perfect)

(Source: the-taintedtruth, via 12manybrokenhearts)

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All I want is for you to look at me and be proud to say that I’m all yours.
I guess that’s not what you want at this point of time in your life.
And I get it.
I do get it.
But that doesn’t mean that it doesn’t hurt to not be able to treat this as normal as it feels.

It feels normal to ruffle your hair in public. It feels normal to kiss you when you look at me with that look you have right now.

What hurts is that it’s not always Normal for me to feel that way about you. Because we’re not normal.

This relationship isn’t normal.
You know it and so do I.

And I’m too abnormal to have any more abnormality in my life.
I question myself everyday.
If I love somebody who makes me question what love is everyday, how do you expect me to not question what we have?

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Lesbian does not mean “probably going to hit on you”.

Homosexual isn’t a horny caricature trying to fuck you.

Get over yourself.

Bisexual does not mean “wants to have a threeway.”

Pansexual doesn’t mean ‘fuck everything and anything’.

Asexual doesn’t mean “just never had sex with you.”

Heterosexual doesn’t mean ‘I’m an asshole and bi/trans/homophobic.’



(Source: ramoorebooks, via pananbiciatemer)

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I think being emotionally stunted is the worst fucking thing ever.

It’s not cool to not be able to express to somebody how much they mean to you.

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Fuck you.
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11:25 pm


Wow, I’m so lost here, I have no idea what to say. It’s going to be hard being away from you.

I have no idea how I’m going to survive, Jules. You’re not (weren’t, I guess now) just my girlfriend. You’re my best friend, counsellor, critic, and at some weird times, even mother. That’s a lot of people to lose all at one go. You’ve become a part of my life. How am I just supposed to…

Jyoti, I can’t get used to the fact that I actually can’t hug you anymore now. Forget that, the funnier bit is I can’t get used to the fact that I’m not allowed in your house anymore. So much for my dream home.

What’s worse is that I’m still holding on to the fact that you love me, regardless of whether you do. You engrained it. There’s always the odd moment when I pause my other thoughts and start thinking “Is she okay with this? Like, she has absolutely no problem without me?” That I had no lasting effect on you, is a sad sad thought.

But, I won’t ramble on anymore. You said nothing’s permanent, I thought we’d go on forever (you hate that word, so let’s say for a much longer time), but alas, I was proved wrong. Reminder for me to stop being a smartass, I guess. Even though I know you think we moved apart in the last three months, I can’t tell you how much I thank my fortune for it happening. I still remember how fast my heart was beating when I sent you that message, and I remember how there were butterflies in my stomach when I was on the phone with you, and you sent me the relationship request thingie. I also remember that super-warm feeling I got when that very same evening you sent a text saying “Someone needs to concentrate on his books rather than his girlfriend.”

You’ve given me the best two years of my life, and you’ve matured me in a way I don’t think I would’ve had I not had you. So, for the best friend I’ve ever had, the anchor and support of my entire life as I know it right now, and and for teaching me what it is like to love, Jyotsana Singh, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I can’t possibly express the pain I feel knowing I won’t have you anymore, but I’d like you to know:

I love you. I love you very very much. I can never ever want to hurt you, and whenever I have, I have neither intended to, nor have I not tried to avert it. I’ve loved you from a long long time, and love for you has taken a pretty strong place in my heart. I’m still going to love you for a long time to come, and even though I know I don’t need to say this, but if ever you need me, for anything at all, I’ll be waiting for you with open arms.

Goodnight Julesie. Sleep well.
I love you. Very very very very much.

- From the lover that shall always be remembered.
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