Alright. I'm gonna get this out of my system. It's been too long alone with these stupid painful thoughts now.
I've come to realize over the past few years that I'm as normal as normal can be. Nah, not normal when it comes to general behaviour in the society where normalness is DEMANDED and NECESSARY, but abso-fucking-lutely normal when it comes to silly old messed up teenage emotions. Meaning to say, while for all these years I lived in the blissful notion that I was capable of NOT falling in love with someone who wasnt the perfect one, I was wrong. OH, so wrong. As it has happened to teenagers before, and will keep happening to teenagers till civilisation lasts, except to those who are able to, I dont know, CONTROL who they like i.e. are sensible and mature as I THOUGHT i was, people will FALL in PUPPY love, it WILL hurt and spoil some percent of their everday lives, it WILL force bitter tears out of their eyes, tears of jealousy when the rascal as much as flirts with other girlz, or tears of pain that he doesnt like them back or whatever. It WILL make people day dream ALL day long about him/her and it WILL make people show up late to school. It WILL make their attention spans towards physics and chemistry half of earlier, unless it is physics of the person's body or chemistry between the two lovers.
Damn fuckking it. I dont wanna be in love. It HURTS.
Now listening: I dont wanna be in love- Gud charlotte
Now reading: Jane Eyre- Charlotte Bronte
Now wanting: Emotional range of a teaspoon.
