I Think He's Gone Weird
General I Think He's Gone Weird

“I love this aspect of life, I love the way all these billions of tiny stories are constantly written to keep the world going around…”

We all have a sore spot in love, the place where “Why wasn’t I good enough?” lives and breathes. No doubt this is a question we’ve all asked ourselves many times before. I know I have, so you’re not alone. The thing is, one girl’s sore spot is a guy another girl just passed in the street and didn’t look twice at.

I looked out the window of the passenger seat yesterday in the car and started thinking about people – We all have stories, we all have emotional wounds. If you look at your life in the grand scheme of things, it is actually quite funny to think about how you’re obsessing over this one fuckboy who can only reply to one line of your texts. We all do it, build a ladder that boosts him to stardom, even though he keeps kicking us off anytime we try to climb up and sit beside him.

I love this aspect of life, I love the way all these billions of tiny stories are constantly written to keep the world going around. I love the way I don’t understand the hype with the guy who is on your mind right now, and I love the way this all means that to somebody out there, we are everything.

We’re all searching for our own flaws, but that’s not how the world works. We have more stories to write, more people to love, more drunken mistakes to make. Life keeps pushing and pulling people, it doesn’t mean some people are less worthy, or some are lacking something. It simply means that you learn, you look at him and laugh at all the cringey ways you threw yourself into his grasp while he was at the top of the ladder. And when he comes down, as time will do, you will look at him on an equal level, on a busy street, and you will watch a different woman walk past him, eyes glued to her phone, as she waits for a reply from her sore spot, not knowing she just breezed past yours.

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