You gradually get over the pain. It doesn’t go away, not for a long time, but it becomes easier to live with. One morning you wake up and he’s not the first thing on your mind. And then a few months down the line you realize you’ve made it through half the day without thinking of him. Sometimes it takes months, sometimes years, but eventually you reach a point when you only think about them occasionally. You manage to do this because you don’t see them, you don’t hear about them, you try not to think about them. And then you bump into them walking down the street, or someone unexpected mentions their name…and the memories come flooding back. But memories also become less painful in time, and I can talk about him now without really feeling anything.

day two; nine things about yourself

1. I have really bad anxiety, and you wouldn't ever know it.
2. I hate mind games. I'm usually very straight forward and to the point, which is sometimes good, and sometimes bad.
3. I would much rather drown myself in other people's issues instead of getting caught up in my own. Which is why i love being there for anyone who needs me.
4. I'm a weird kid. I say things that don't make sense, and i always talk about things that usually wouldn't be brought up in conversation.. ever. I always have a crazy "what if.." up my sleeve, and i promise i can make you laugh.
5. I'm really easy to talk to! I love to listen to what people have to say. I've had so many hour upon hour conversations with people I've never talked to before, just because i love to talk to new and exciting people.
6. I'm definitely one of those people who will trust everyone, even if my common sense tells me it's a stupid idea. I feel as if i can confide in everybody i talk to, and most of the time that turns out to be a bad decision on my part.
7. I'm really naive. I believe almost everything i hear.
8. I'm the girl who's favorite thing to do is lay on her bedroom floor in pajamas and listen to music on full blast. It's almost like the world just stops and all the stress and the drama just disappears. Music is my sanity.
9. I  usually have a smile on my face. I try not to bring attention upon myself by being pissed off or sad in public. I'm more concerned with making other people's days then worrying about my own.. even if it isn't one of the best.

" Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you, he likes you. Never try to trim your own bangs, and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, every story we're told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn to read the signs. How to tell the ones who want us and the ones we don't, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy. Maybe.. it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is just...moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this; knowing that after all the unreturned phone calls, broken hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment... you never gave up hope."

-He's Just not That Into you