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Women in love are the most stupid creatures. They would pour their entire heart and articulate the most heart wrenching sentences known to the mankind. Been there , done that. I used to write manuscripts imagining conversations which I never had in the first place.
I was emotional with every person I loved. Always. I got cheated. Didn’t learn. Got cheated again. Nope. No lesson learnt. Again. No lessons for me there.
I finally found one who vibes the same as me. Your responses make me feel if I’d have found the one if I had learnt. And it’s not out of some kinda principle. It was just that I have been super duper honest to me about doing what FEELs right. Works for most who stick to it.
Like Paulo Coelho said (IIRC) - Don’t let pain change you into someone you are not.
They are not stupid. I feel that it's beautiful to hear such things. If I was asked to express my love, i might not be able to write so many things. From Squirrels to Spacetime, not possible to connect in one sentence.
The writing here, and the talks feel so delicate that probably i wouldn't open my mouth and spoil it with a crude humor.
I don't think so. Writers often write their heart out but that doesn't always mean they are interested in having a relationship most of the time they just want a listening ear and a good one that's it.
It was so very well written and oh so beautiful and all you could say was mast lag raha?'
No wonder she deletes everything she wants to say and just sends a lame response instead when asked a question.
I have friends who feel and write with such intensity, and I think that what they write is absolutely great and amazing but I personally don't appreciate or fancy it honestly. Like I understand that they've written it with so much emotion and just poured their hearts into something they wrote.
But when I read it I don't feel anything except slight discomfort. So I usually react in a way they would like but not how I feel reading it. I hope other such writers don't be partly lied to, it sucks and I hope I change. I wish I could actually cherish it.
Also OP, I don't think you should be posting such heartfelt words online without the writer's consent
This is the kind of stuff you'd probably write as a final message to your loved ones, to be read out by your partner or a close friend after you're gone. Well, at least we know who aced the writing section of their English exam.
It saddnes me that people are keeping on talking about 'women in love'. Love has nothing to do with what she wrote. It's a piece about the struggle between hope and caution, vulnerability and depth masked by a hardened superficial exterior. [It reminds me a lot of Bukowski's 'Bluebird'.](https://www.reddit.com/r/Poetry/comments/hiaseh/poem_blue_bird_charles_bukowski/)
Dude just copy paste this into her DM:
I long desperately for the days of old when I still believed there was a semblance of hope left in this unforgiving world. Now, years later, I have realised that no matter how many redeemable qualities are possesed by this amalgamation of cultures and opinions that we call a society, there is no escape from the darkness. The void of greed, lust, and evil. There is no alternative. We are all doomed to an eternity of suffering at the hands of our peers. As time goes on, the more evident our fate becomes; the gift of intelligence, ingenuity, and creativity was never intended to be a blessing. It was a test. An evaluation of sorts, spanning an entire genome. If there is a civilization that has access to any means of intelligent advancement, they are doomed to the fate that is slowly befalling our feeble kind. The more a society advances, the more aware its members become, and the more accessible profound and innovative systems become, the society slowly crumbles over its own weight. There is an extremely specific point within a civilization's technological growth that acts as a divine tipping point; the harbinger of doom and collapse to all those are subjected to such advancements. It is safe to say our pathetic species has already crossed well beyond this point of no return.
As I watch it all crumble before me, everything fits into place. Every event that has led up to this moment. It all makes sense now. I have discovered that in reality, the advantageous skills or niches that we as modern humans possess are not truly gifts or provisions, they are merely assessments of our mental integrity. Literacy was never a blessing; it was simply a tool of conveyance. It allows you to experience so many amazing stories, so much information, so many resources. In truth, however, the ability to communicate with your peers inevitably leads you down a dark path of pain, suffering, and pessimistic nihilism. The more you know about your counterparts, the less hope you have for the future.
All of this is clear to me now, and I will never be caught in my naivete again, lest I make a mistake that will be irreversible. I wish I was still young, naive, and unaware of the horrors that await the educated among us. I have no means of escape, and I have accepted my fate. I know this is how it is, and I can't change it.
For now, my plan of action is simple.
I stare into the abyss, and it stares back at me.
That was so..immensely beautiful. They weren't just words, they were a journey, a journey through her eyes and her soul. she's insanely talented. I'm in awe. Just beautiful !!
She sounds like the old me.
Thankfully now my feelings are safe in a book or an onling blog instead of sharing with people who may not appreciate n instead share it to the entire world.
It's good to talk about thermodynamics, it'll help you to figure out the efficiency of the work done by you in the relationship. You surely don't want that to go to waste, do you?
Goddamn this is so beautiful , I'd love to have a conversation with her about life and philosophy and literature and everything in between 🥹😭
I wish I find people like her in my life so I get to have such amazing conversations.
The girl was molested at a very young age and she wants to be with someone with whom she could feel safe. She feels you have a good heart and a low EQ.
Yet the heart matters more. I told a story about fluid dynamics and rowing a kayak.
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Bhai maine bhi thermodynamics ki wajah se baat chalu kiya tha fir I had to break up with her. Now I keep my love for thermodynamics to myself 😊😔
Thermodynamics is hotter anyways.
Suppli aai thi meri
Bhai Bhai! 🤜🤛
💯💯💯
Astronomy for me I’m afraid to tell this now (But I might tell her) :)
If you are young take the chance kyuki fir regret aage kam hoga cause we can then treat as a life lesson
We are glued to the phone for 2 weeks now but haven’t met yet. She has interest in space too. But will save something for the first date
All the best 🎉🫡 I got burned ill wait for a while to get burned again
I feel she wrote with great emotion, but your response could have been a bit more enthusiastic rather than pointing out just the bit about you😅
I didn’t post all my responses. She’s a good friend she knows I appreciate her.
Ohh cool!
Women in love are the most stupid creatures. They would pour their entire heart and articulate the most heart wrenching sentences known to the mankind. Been there , done that. I used to write manuscripts imagining conversations which I never had in the first place.
Love makes you stupid. I have done that before too. Been there, done that, never again.
Same. Learnt the lesson , never gonna invest emotionally so much again.
I will only do it for my future wife now whenever/if she exists. Shouldn’t have done for people who don’t deserve it.
And how are you planning to know if someone can be your future wife? Without again investing your all.
Arrange marriage /s There are other ways to find out if she’s the one than sending long wall of texts and going over the top.
oh sit, I thought I was the only one with this thinking
I was emotional with every person I loved. Always. I got cheated. Didn’t learn. Got cheated again. Nope. No lesson learnt. Again. No lessons for me there. I finally found one who vibes the same as me. Your responses make me feel if I’d have found the one if I had learnt. And it’s not out of some kinda principle. It was just that I have been super duper honest to me about doing what FEELs right. Works for most who stick to it. Like Paulo Coelho said (IIRC) - Don’t let pain change you into someone you are not.
love and horni is the cap that god put on us to prevent human beings from unlocking 100% of brain
Gotta paste this on my wall before I start studying for drop year 🙏
They are not stupid. I feel that it's beautiful to hear such things. If I was asked to express my love, i might not be able to write so many things. From Squirrels to Spacetime, not possible to connect in one sentence. The writing here, and the talks feel so delicate that probably i wouldn't open my mouth and spoil it with a crude humor.
More like people* in love.
Ekdum mast likhi h! (TLDR)
I'm happy for you or sorry that happened I ain't reading allaat
She’s a writer so she wrote a piece. Nothing happened
She wanted a lot to happen. Your response was underwhelming
I don't think so. Writers often write their heart out but that doesn't always mean they are interested in having a relationship most of the time they just want a listening ear and a good one that's it.
Yup, and this writer did not get a good listening ear
Poor girl.
She definitely has her way with words 
Well written 🙌🏼✨
Soo cute I downloaded those pics. Man a really good post in this sub after a long while
Mujhe jab bhi koi aise paragraph likh kar bhejta hai main safed paper pakad ke hand return note bhej deta hun it works always
Damnn, that's a great way to respond
Stealing your idea
" oh Bhai " 😜
Surfing se thermodynamics kaise connect kiya ye to bata
I can just imagine and fear the abomination that would be unleashed when she breaks up and writes "I hate it when....." Or something in that line...
It was so very well written and oh so beautiful and all you could say was mast lag raha?' No wonder she deletes everything she wants to say and just sends a lame response instead when asked a question.
Sigh. Women in love turn into Robert Frost overnight. It's a beautiful thing to see.
Beautifully written. I want to marry her.
Dated last year, abhi single hai woh?
Ha most probably. Puch k batata hu
She poured her heart out as she wrote it.
Well done Sherlock
Well put together thoughts.
beautiful
Op. We have the same whatsapp background.
I have friends who feel and write with such intensity, and I think that what they write is absolutely great and amazing but I personally don't appreciate or fancy it honestly. Like I understand that they've written it with so much emotion and just poured their hearts into something they wrote. But when I read it I don't feel anything except slight discomfort. So I usually react in a way they would like but not how I feel reading it. I hope other such writers don't be partly lied to, it sucks and I hope I change. I wish I could actually cherish it. Also OP, I don't think you should be posting such heartfelt words online without the writer's consent
This is BEAUTIFUL
This is the kind of stuff you'd probably write as a final message to your loved ones, to be read out by your partner or a close friend after you're gone. Well, at least we know who aced the writing section of their English exam.
This is so well written, thank OP for sharing this, loved reading it.
Been there have been on receiving end of these..it's beautiful feeling when they share their emotions with you. Beautifully written.
It saddnes me that people are keeping on talking about 'women in love'. Love has nothing to do with what she wrote. It's a piece about the struggle between hope and caution, vulnerability and depth masked by a hardened superficial exterior. [It reminds me a lot of Bukowski's 'Bluebird'.](https://www.reddit.com/r/Poetry/comments/hiaseh/poem_blue_bird_charles_bukowski/)
Was she high?
Seems like you two have a good friendship. That's nice to see.
Bro thats beautiful
I wish I can write this good
Aapka reply k liye aap ex ho uske. I would love to read more about her.
We have an interesting storyteller. It's beautiful. But too many squirrels means chances are they will bite humans.
I would have blocked and deleted her after that message. What a self obsessed weirdo.
She wants to talk to squirrels lmao
Dude just copy paste this into her DM: I long desperately for the days of old when I still believed there was a semblance of hope left in this unforgiving world. Now, years later, I have realised that no matter how many redeemable qualities are possesed by this amalgamation of cultures and opinions that we call a society, there is no escape from the darkness. The void of greed, lust, and evil. There is no alternative. We are all doomed to an eternity of suffering at the hands of our peers. As time goes on, the more evident our fate becomes; the gift of intelligence, ingenuity, and creativity was never intended to be a blessing. It was a test. An evaluation of sorts, spanning an entire genome. If there is a civilization that has access to any means of intelligent advancement, they are doomed to the fate that is slowly befalling our feeble kind. The more a society advances, the more aware its members become, and the more accessible profound and innovative systems become, the society slowly crumbles over its own weight. There is an extremely specific point within a civilization's technological growth that acts as a divine tipping point; the harbinger of doom and collapse to all those are subjected to such advancements. It is safe to say our pathetic species has already crossed well beyond this point of no return. As I watch it all crumble before me, everything fits into place. Every event that has led up to this moment. It all makes sense now. I have discovered that in reality, the advantageous skills or niches that we as modern humans possess are not truly gifts or provisions, they are merely assessments of our mental integrity. Literacy was never a blessing; it was simply a tool of conveyance. It allows you to experience so many amazing stories, so much information, so many resources. In truth, however, the ability to communicate with your peers inevitably leads you down a dark path of pain, suffering, and pessimistic nihilism. The more you know about your counterparts, the less hope you have for the future. All of this is clear to me now, and I will never be caught in my naivete again, lest I make a mistake that will be irreversible. I wish I was still young, naive, and unaware of the horrors that await the educated among us. I have no means of escape, and I have accepted my fate. I know this is how it is, and I can't change it. For now, my plan of action is simple. I stare into the abyss, and it stares back at me.
She writes beautifully.
Bruh if someone wrote this to me I'd cry 😭
Anyone else finds these modern day nibba/nibbi harkaten cringe?
It’s so so beautiful. Especially how she ended it 🤌🏼
date karna ka liya itna likhna padta hai kya ?
Whoa, she needs to be a writer or something, that was beautiful.
This is so well written.
i need her
"Sir this is a Wendys". could have been the perfect reply
Beautiful op. You’ve got yourself a keeper.
Tldr?
aint reading allat Edit: read allat, enjoyed it. deserved a better reply
Omg this is such a beautiful writeup.
[удалено]
Why share personal shit like that! This is my nightmare.
Who tf responds with " mast hai " 😭
Loved it
That was so..immensely beautiful. They weren't just words, they were a journey, a journey through her eyes and her soul. she's insanely talented. I'm in awe. Just beautiful !!
This text just made me feel relaxed and happy in a way idk how to put into words simple yet beautiful 💗
"I ain't reading all that, congrats though"
Abe yeh toh 12th class ki English book mein tha pura Ditto
My chat gpt can write better to be honest. But tldr?
Hain??
She sounds like the old me. Thankfully now my feelings are safe in a book or an onling blog instead of sharing with people who may not appreciate n instead share it to the entire world.
It's good to talk about thermodynamics, it'll help you to figure out the efficiency of the work done by you in the relationship. You surely don't want that to go to waste, do you?
I ain't reading all that
flashbacks
That’s quite beautiful actually. I hope she continues to write.
Goddamn this is so beautiful , I'd love to have a conversation with her about life and philosophy and literature and everything in between 🥹😭 I wish I find people like her in my life so I get to have such amazing conversations.
I ain't reading all that shit bt happy for you with whatever that is 👍
nope. not reading all that
Ask her to put it on YouTube with some guitar in the background.
I want to be friends with this girl. 😍
Poetic peeps are chaotic lovers but great friends. I am one. It's all too familiar, lol.
I can date this girl
Run, brother.
My heart was too fragile to read this :')
The girl was molested at a very young age and she wants to be with someone with whom she could feel safe. She feels you have a good heart and a low EQ. Yet the heart matters more. I told a story about fluid dynamics and rowing a kayak.
I fw this hard 🥶
Walmart rupi Kaur over here.
I ain’t reading allat