"Sometimes you have to shut the doors on old loves in order to be truly close to a new one" -The Carrie Diaries
Have you ever read that it takes a year to get over an ex? That is a perfect example of what NO FREAKIN BODY has time for. Especially my GEN-Y betches. People my age are so aggressive in trying to find the one. (I'd be the first to admit to it to). We love the instant gratification of tinder; swiping right, someone telling us we're pretty, then we begin to try to imagine our lives together. He dresses nice so obviously we're going to go live in the city for a few years, spend weekends waking up late and venturing a few blocks to a hipster museum or a park.
I understand that everything has gotten better as years go on. Think back to even the 60's. When a couple broke up, the girl didn't go home put wine and ice cream next to her, open up blogger to begin to write a post about said ex, and have the picture of ex-handsome to bawl her eyes out to while some emo alternative shit is playing. Then again the guy throwing rocks at a girls window began before the 90's, hence the possibility of ways to be a clingy ex.
Even Danny Zuko was a clingy ex when Sandy wanted to date the newbie. Now onto The Carrie Diaries. Carrie finds out her new dude is writing a new play based on his ex. She gets upset because he's spending hours to think about her[to write this play], so automatically being a typical crazy girlfriend curious, she asked him about it. He told her "You can't move on while your entangled with an ex." Preach, Hottie McHotstuff.
Betches need to get over their ex. Done deal. If this is you, do you ever find yourself trying so hard to stop yourself from checking who his snapchat besties are? or to see what formal pictures he was tagged in next? I do appreciate Mr.Ex for cutting the cord instead of him agreeing to being friends. Trust me: It hurts so much to loose someone that means so much to you and is your best friend, but holding on until you loose your grip is not healthy.
(see: Elite Daily)
I'm all for posting pictures of you getting kissed from a guy, let him miss you. Just don't stalk him, it won't do you any good. (Wow Rach, take your own advice from time to time!) The worst is getting caught stalking. In addition to worst: when you try to make a conversation with him and he is rude and short with you? I now fully understand why I'm not supposed to like you anymore.
Everyone tells me to stop TRYING to find someone...he will find me. So thats what I'm gonna do: I'm over him. I only miss the idea of having a boyfriend (until I see couples fight over stupid stuff). Then I'm just like I'm okay!!!! I got my chocolate, wine, and other single bloggie friends to keep me goin'.
Future boyfriend: I'm playing hide and seek. You're it.
