This is why Some Authentic girl appear to be CLINGY girl! - we are just HONEST and BLUNT

She isn’t afraid to initiate a conversation or send a double text. She’s perfectly comfortable reaching out to you. because she's not a shy school girl. she know what she want

Really, what’s the worst that could happen?

If you ignore her messages or take too long to answer her, then she knows where she stands with you. She knows that you aren’t as interested in her as she is in you.

And as much as that knowledge will hurt, she believes it’s better to know how you feel early on than to hold onto false hope for months. Than to imagine a relationship with you that’s never going to happen.

That’s why she’s so blunt. So honest. So matter of fact and tell you what she feel, how she feel.

She doesn’t care if you know how much she likes you. She doesn’t care if you see right through her. She sees no point in playing pretend.

She wants someone who won’t get annoyed with her need for attention and affection. 

She’s an all-or-nothing girl. She either wants to be with you or she doesn’t want anything to do with you. And if she wants to be with you, she’s obviously going to try to spend time with you.

She’s not going to hold herself back from talking to you to appear cool. To keep you interested in her. To play some kind of childish mind game.

If she wants to talk to you, she’ll shoot you a text. If she wants to see you, she’ll ask you if you’re free to hang out. If she wants to date you, then you’ll know it.

She doesn’t believe in lying or pretending to care less than she actually does. She believes in authenticity. In wearing her heart on her sleeve.

She’s not worried about scaring you away, because she knows that the right guy for her would never judge her over how many times she asks to hang out or how many emojis she sticks inside of a text.

If you’re chased away by the little things that show she likes you, then you’re clearly not compatible. You’re not the person she’s meant to date.

She’s meant to date someone who appreciates that she’s willing to rearrange her schedule to see him and to text him even when she’s tired and to go out of her way to make him smile.

She only comes across as clingy, because she cares.

She only comes across as clingy, because she isn’t afraid of expressing her feelings.

She only comes across as clingy, because from the start, she was willing to try her hardest to make things work with you.

stop trying to play pretend and agree to be 100% honest

She realizes that she comes across as clingy, but she doesn’t care, because she wants to see your reaction.

She wants to know that She cares.and you will stay

because she want to know that you deserve her, because she will crown you as her king once she's sure you are the right one. 

I really am LET GO..and open my heart once more..

I’ve always loved you in ways that you never thought of, ways that even I was unaware of, for you opened a part of me I never knew existed.

I never knew that I could find my strength in somebody’s arms and let their words guide me to peace. I never knew that I could listen to somebody for hours and drunk dance on every word that left their mouth. I never knew I could fall in love with somebody’s sound of breath as they quietly shifted into their deep slumber, picturing them sleeping peacefully with every breath they took.

I did.

I’m proud of myself, for it takes immense courage to surrender to love and let it consume every part of you.

But I think it’s about time I make peace with the fact that some people are your mirrors, they’re the ones who bring your awareness to your own self so that you can break the shackles off and be what you’ve never been. Sometimes the most beautiful relationships can be so honest and ruthless that it breaks you open, forcing yourself to rethink everything you knew about yourself.

I did lose you but I won. I’m finally cherishing my days of glory when I was madly in love, realizing that we may have loved each other the best but that’d be all that it was. I’m finally coming to terms with the fact that even if this weren’t a love that’d become a forever, it definitely was a love that changed me. For good.

I finally allow myself to open my heart once again, this time to life. I let life happen to me and I’m going to fall in love with every bit of it, just like I fell in love with your pieces. I will cherish the ebb and flow of life, it’s imperfect yet so beautiful, just as we were. I will love the ones who care for me wholly, not keeping myself back from giving my all because honestly, what’s the worst thing I could lose?

I finally allow myself to let go of you, frame your memories and let myself smile wide on them every time instead of weeping with a heavy heart.

Love letter I never sent to the Moon. 🌚 🌙 🌝 🌑 🌜 🌛

I’m quiet around most people. I keep my opinions to myself and let the rest of the room chatter away. I would rather blend into the background than become the center of attention. I’m not a people person. To be completely honest, I hate most people. They are selfish. They are arrogant. They are a waste of my time.

Most days, I would rather stay home and relax than leave the house and force myself to socialize. At least, that was the way I felt before I met you.

I love looking at you. I love talking to you. I love flirting with you.

You can turn my day around without much effort. All you have to do is compliment my outfit. Send the first text. Make eye contact with me and smile.

The thought of seeing you makes it easier for me to get out of bed in the morning. It makes me excited about the hours to come. the hours i gotta see you.

I’m uncomfortable around most people, but for some reason, conversations between us flow easily. I feel comfortable in your presence. I feel like I can be my stupid self and still make you laugh, make you smile, make you look at me with those eyes I see every time I close mine.

When it comes to most people, I want to exit the conversation as soon as possible. I’m always looking for an excuse to leave. But when it comes to you, I never want the conversation to end. I could stay up past midnight texting you. I could sit in your car and talk for hours about absolutely nothing.

As soon as you leave the room, I cannot wait to see you again. I want to spend as much time with you as possible. I want to know as much about you as possible.

I’m used to pushing people away, but I only want to pull you closer. I want to hear every story you’re willing to tell. More than that, I want to show you the sides of myself that only a few people have ever seen. The sides of myself that I usually keep hidden.

dragon's need a weeks to talked to me before i agree to going out with him. 

other people barely have a chance.

with you? i feel save within hours... 

I don’t get along with most people and maybe that’s why I have grown so attached to you so quickly. It’s rare for me to like people as much as I like you. This feeling is new for me. It’s giving me butterflies and I’m not sure how to deal with them. I’m not sure how to proceed.

I know I’m awkward when it comes to socializing, but that doesn’t seem to matter to you. You seem to like me exactly the way I am. At least, I hope you do. I hope I’m not misreading your signals. I hope I’m not setting myself up for disappointment.

I hope that one day you are as crazy about me as I am about you.

She Doesn’t Get Her Expectations Up High Anymore

From now, When she meets someone new that sends butterflies shooting through her stomach, she doesn’t let herself daydream about what could happen.

She'll pushes the thoughts of first dates and forehead kisses to the back of her mind. She doesn’t let herself get too excited. She doesn’t let herself get her hopes up at all because she knows there’s a chance she will end up disappointed and she can’t go through that kind of pain again.

In the past, she has grown attached to the idea of a person. Before they went out on an official date, she fantasized about what his lips would taste like. What movie they would see. What jokes they would share. 

She created an entire relationship inside of her head and when he walked away before beginning something serious she was crushed. It hurt even more than it should have because she didn’t just lose him, she lost the future she was imagining with him too.

She doesn’t get her expectations up high anymore because she felt like an idiot when she realized her last ‘relationship‘ was never going to turn into a real relationship. 

Looking back, she must have read all of the signs wrong. She must have shaded red flags to green inside of her mind. She never wants to do that again. She never wants to get caught off guard again.

Now she knows she is unable to read minds so there is no sense in trying. She has stopped wasting time rereading texts to figure out what they signify. She has stopped looking for signs of micro-flirting. She has stopped paying attention to such little things because they probably don’t mean as much as she wants them to mean. 

She doesn’t let herself overthink anymore. She doesn’t even let herself admit that she has feelings for someone anymore.

She would rather play pretend. She would rather act like the person who takes up the most space in her mind is a nuisance. Someone who she cannot stand. It’s easier for her to act angry at him , to act that she hate him, to keep telling herself that he is the Fuckboy that she wont put her attetion anymore. she's looking for every videos, every hate poetry, every validation to her heart that : HE IS THE BAD GUY! 

because its easier to hate him than to admit she wants to be with him. It’s easier for her to lie to herself than face the truth.

She has worn her heart on her sleeve before and she has nothing to show for it except scars. That’s why she has decided to take a new path. She has decided to stop letting herself care — or at least stop acting like she cares when other people can see her.

When someone hurts her, she isn’t surprised. She actually waits for the pain to come. Her expectations are low because she hopes that if she doesn’t get too excited about a person, then it won’t hurt as badly when they leave.

But she knows she is only fooling herself. It still hurts. It’s impossible to run from the pain. Even though she doesn’t get her expectations up high anymore, even though she is never surprised when someone new hurts her the way everyone old has, it still stings the same

If You Were Not ‘Ready For A Relationship’ Then You Shouldn’t Have Flirted With Me

You broke my heart when you told me that you were not ready for a relationship. Of course, you didn’t tell me this in the beginning of our friendship when it would have been useful to know. You didn’t tell me early enough that I could potentially stop myself from falling for you.

You wanted me to like you. You wanted me to grow attached to you so that I wouldn’t leave when I heard the news — that you only wanted me for sex.

I never found out that you weren’t looking for a relationship until after we had already hung out more than a few times. After we had already made it clear that we were interested in each other. After we had already flirted. Already kissed. Already slept together. i was crushed, my heart broken but i fell for you already and i told you i like you. you said you dont want relationship "RIGHT NOW"and makes me holding false hope that you want it latter. so i stick around, turns out you dont want relationship "WITH ME"

You knew that you would hurt me in the end, but you did what was best for yourself anyway. you stayed. even after i said I LIKE YOU. you stayed, even after i told you "i dont slept with a "FRIEND"', you stayed

It’s not like you made an honest mistake. You were not under the impression that I was interested in one-night stands. I made it clear what I was looking for from you. You knew that I wanted a relationship.

Until I started acting like your girlfriend. That is when you decided to tell me the truth. That I was never going to be your girlfriend. That I was only a fun distraction. That I was only a good friend.

But you wanted all of the good parts of being in a relationship without any of the bad. You wanted someone who would text you back at 2 AM but not someone you felt forced to send good morning messages to when you woke up. You wanted someone who would have sex with you, but not someone who would wake up next to you. You wanted someone who would give you everything you asked for, but didn’t need to be given anything in return.

At first, I was pissed at you, but now I’m glad that you weren’t looking for a relationship. Because I never want to date someone like you. 

The Kind Of Boy Who Will Break Your Heart Before You See It Coming

He won’t wait until midnight to text you like the other fuckboys. He will text you first thing in the morning, making you think that you’re the first thing on his mind when he wakes up, making you think that he cares about you in the same way that you care about him. 

He will send the cutest messages  and will add kiss emojis to the end of sentences. He will make you feel loved for the first time in a long time. 

He won’t compliment your legs and ass, making it obvious the only thing he’s interested in is sex. He will compliment you on how funny you are, on how much he loves spending time with you. how much he also addicted to you.

He will make you feel like he likes you for more than your body, because your conversations will consist of more than dirty jokes and hidden innuendos. You will talk about your childhoods. About your careers. About your hopes and desires. You will swap secrets that you’re usually hesitant to tell anyone other than your closest friends.

he wants to hang out with you. He will offer to pay when he takes you to restaurants. He will act like your boyfriend without the official title.

He will drive over to your place. He will plan out what you’re going to do together. He will put in the effort. or he was.

He won’t flirt with other girls in front of you. He won’t stare at his phone while you’re in the middle of talking. He will act like you are the only one in the room. 

He won’t treat you like a friend or a casual hookup. He will lend you his gloves when your hand was cold. He will talk over text to you until he makes sure you were home safe.

He will surprise you with little presents, and its somehow something that you like the most... He will cuddle with you. He will kiss you. He will always have his hands wrap around you and make you feel safe.

He won’t send any mixed signals. It will seem like he is crazy ADDICTED about you. Like it’s only a matter of time until your real relationship begins. 

And then one day, when you least expect it, he will decide to walk away. His texts will stop. His flirting will end. He will be gone. 

And you will be so fucking confused because every little thing he did made you believe he had strong feelings for you too.

And then you wonder, maybe everything was just a game "HOW TO MAKE A WOMAN FALL IN LOVE". and you are the game. 

and you are now realize that he's winning.

Why We Hold On Tightest To The Things That Aren’t Meant For Us

I used to wonder how you let go of the things that are killing you, when it feels like it would kill you to let go. How you decide between “if things are meant to be, they will be” and “if you want it, you have to go get it.”

I think we hold on tightest to the things that aren’t meant for us because at some level, we know they aren’t really ours. We’re always seeking the love we know we don’t have. We’re always trying to prove the things that are not entirely self-evident.

We know that when we stop thinking and talking and racking through the details again and again, it will really be over. When all that exists is an idea, holding on is the only way to keep it.

Because letting go has little to do with giving somebody permission to leave our lives, or declare that they don’t love us anymore, or walk away for good, and everything to do with accepting that they already have

I don’t know about fate. But I do know the things that are ours don’t require us to mentally and emotionally latch onto them to remain. That the best things are never forced, are never created out of ultimatum, never leave us reeling and questioning them for months or years at a time.

I do know that you cannot prove how much you love by how much you’re pained over loss. That you do not prove your character by how well you can convince other people you’re doing the right thing.

And I do know that it’s never the love that hurts you, it’s the attachment to the idea of what it’s supposed to be and how long it’s supposed to be it for. I do know that we will never be able to find real love unless we learn to detach from what it should be. I do know that we’re never going to find true happiness until we do the same. I do know that nothing here lasts, and the idea that it does is an illusion — we eventually lose everything, every last thing we have and are and own.

So the point isn’t what we lose, but what we had in the first place. We aren’t meant to attain things like bullet points on a resume, we’re supposed to go through them and let them go through us.

Some love teaches us what it has to teach us in a month. Some a lifetime. Neither is more important than the other.

The things that are meant for us are the things that force us to stop seeking an external light, but to start becoming it. The things that are meant for us are trying and joyous and beautiful and excruciating. They’re the things we don’t think about.

The things we don’t have to hold on tightly to make happen.

We Were NEVER FRIENDS. We’re Not Friends, We’re Just Two Strangers Who Flirt With Each Other.

The more i realize this, the less i blame my self for losing you.

we were NEVER friends, because Friends dont say they addicted to each other, Friends don’t pick and choose when to answer texts. They are there for each other at any time of day, not only at night, not only when one person is feeling lonely and can’t find anyone else to fill the absence.

If you are my Friends, you should be there also when i am sad, not only when you were lonely.

If we are friends, you will not Hide me and be fine with some silly pictures tag on facebook.

Friends don’t go missing, They are consistent. Constant. They never leave each other hanging. They never disappear without a word.

It took me a long time to realize we are attracted to each other, we flirt with each other, but we are not friends. We never were.

Maybe that’s why we don’t talk anymore. Because now that there’s no chance of us getting together, there’s no point in talking. 

There’s nothing we have to gain. There’s no reason to pick up the phone and texts.

It’s funny how I spent so much time thinking about you, even though I barely knew you at all. I only knew the surface layers. The parts you were willing to show me.

I doubt you would be able to list off my favorite songs or animals. All of our time together was spent flirting. Bantering back and forth. Exchanging compliments. 

Back then, I assumed you were quiet. I assumed you needed more time to get comfortable around me and then you would start opening up. I assumed it would only be a matter of time until the dynamic between us shifted.

I mean, we texted. We flirted. We spent plenty of time in the same room together, which is why I assumed we were friends. I assumed you cared about me in the same way I cared about you.

I didn’t see you as someone I wanted to sleep with once and then sneak away from in the morning or someone I wanted to date without a friendship built inside. I saw you as someone I could trust. I saw you as one of the few people I actually enjoyed spending time alongside. i told you I AM SPOILED, i am what i am. i dont need some LABEL but i need consistency! i need you to talk to me. 

Obviously you felt differently. You saw me as a stranger that you could flirt with when you were bored. Someone you wouldn’t let yourself get too close to. Someone you considered temporary. 

How could you be so damn selfish and let my self blaming me! the way you said "we are friend, i told you so many times"means you just thinking about WHAT YOU WANT without even consider of what I want. and you dont even felt guilty about it! sending mixes signal then Breaking my hear.

We don’t need to put label on it 

But i need some consistency 

I need to know that you’re not gonna wake up the next morning and feel differently 

And i got left just like that

I try to understand what you want, you are not ready, we are just friend. I get it

But at least can you also put some little effort to understand what i want. I want someone to talk to. Dont have to be as boyfriend. As my friends. Not someone who can just ignore me whenever they feel like too. Friends don’t do that!

we were never friends, i told you i don't kiss my friend,i told you so many-times, but somehow you manage to made it like it was my fault, that i am the one who wasnt paid attention about "what we are".

When we stopped talking, you lost someone that you pictured yourself hooking up with one day in the future. 

I was the only one who lost a friend. lost person that i trusted so much, i opened up to you. i am the one who lost something important, i am the on who lost someone that i thought REALLY CARE about me and how was my day going on. 

I guess that’s why getting over you has been so much harder for me than it was for you. Because you were more to me than just some guy I flirted with.

I CHASED YOU... .

This Is What Happens When She Hears You Are ‘Not Ready For Anything Serious’

Maybe you don't realize that you being jerk, or act like complete assholes. but here is what happen when you investing so much to someone, giving mixes signal, and then you don't want her.

When you say you aren’t ready for anything serious, you’re telling her that you like the way that she looks but you don’t like anything else about her. while she alreeady try everything to make you happy, she support you and your hobby, she care about you. showering you with things you like...

When you say you aren’t ready for anything serious, you’re telling her that she’s good enough to sleep with but that she isn’t good enough to date.

When you say you aren’t ready for anything serious, you’re telling her that you want her in your life temporarily but you don’t want her in your life permanently.

When you say you aren’t ready for anything serious, you’re tampering with her self-worth. You’re fooling her into believing that she isn’t the kind of girl who deserves a relationship. That she doesn’t deserve good morning texts and hand holding and kisses in front of your friends. That she only deserves half. 

When you say you aren’t ready for anything serious, you’re telling her that your needs matter more than her needs. That you think you deserve what you want from her, but she doesn’t deserve what she wants from you.

When you say you aren’t ready for anything serious, you’re lowering her self-esteem. You’re making her think that there’s something wrong with her. That her body is the only thing she has to offer because her personality isn’t good enough.

When you say you aren’t ready for anything serious but continue to flirt with her and kiss her and hook up with her, you’re playing mind games with her. You’re fucking with her heart. You’re hurting her more than you could ever realize.

When you say you aren’t ready for anything serious, you’re being a complete and utter asshole — because you already know what she wants and you know that she isn’t going to leave because she likes you too much. You know that you have the power to use her and instead of walking away, instead of doing the right thing and giving her the chance to find someone new, you’re deciding to take advantage of her vulnerability.

When you say you aren’t ready for anything serious right now, you’re giving her false hope that things could change. That in the future you might decide to make her your girlfriend. That in the future you might want her, too.

When you say you aren’t ready for anything serious, you aren’t making her like you any less. You’re making her like herself less. You’re making her question everything she says and does because:

why don’t you want to be with her officially? Why do you spend so much time with her if she isn’t enough for you? Why why why…?

When you say you aren’t ready for anything serious, but continue to booty call her because you know she won’t say no, you’re making her fall even deeper in love with you. You’re making things even worse.

You’re making it impossible for her to get over you.