“When I was really little, I had this stupid theory that love was always going to be easy. I read a lot of fairytales and I think I put too much expectation in those stories, because I honestly believed that once you grew up, you’d find that one person you’re meant to find and that would be it, forever. But then I grew up myself and realised that it’s not actually that simple. Prince Charmings only exist because Walt Disney created them. I think I was twelve when I had my first real crush and he was really mean to me for the whole year so I figured all boys would be the same, but then I’d see my friends falling straight into relationships – even if they were silly and didn’t last – and that’s when I thought there must be something wrong with me, so I stopped caring again. I never really got the whole relationship thing anyway, because I was alwayss just really content with spending my time going on bike rides with my dad and climbing trees in my grandma’s back garden. I made mud pies while other girls made daisy chains in pretty dresses. It stayed that way for a really long time, and now I’m too scared to put myself into relationships because I’m not used to feeling wanted or loved. But two years ago, I found myself getting butterflies at the mention of a certain name and everything just felt different after that. But he broke my heart. Over and over and over. And that taught me everything I already knew and everything I was stupid enough to forget just for a second, because I actually believed I could experience a ‘happily ever after…’. But I was stupid and I was wrong. And I put my fairytales back in the attic again.’
Written by porcelain—bones (Advice blog)
I can’t believe how this is how I have been feeling forever and someone else wrote it. Glad I’m not alone.
Had to reblog cause YES.
Boys/guys feels the same way, trust me.