An Overly Attached Person
I am one who’ll spent the rest of day on a bad mood if some couple whom I followed online breaks up. I am one who’ll bulge my eyes out crying for someone I idolize that recently died. I am one who’ll be upset if animals welfare are on stake and abusive videos goes viral on the net.
Truth to be told, I am just the way I am. I choose people that influence me, that is why it always hurts having to witness a couple breaking up when all you have done is looking at them on pictures/videos, #relationshipgoal-ing them and create this illusion that maybe someday, if blessed with a good life, something like that would come into my life.
I mean, I am not entirely consumed to their relationship, but at least can I be sad for a while?
Is that too much to ask?
And with some news that someone as young and as talented has been shot dead?
That’s just devastating, isn’t it? It makes you hate the world.
Does spending a small amount of time for her glory, praise her and just shed some tear for the things she never thought she’d done in your life, makes you someone who’s away from reality?Oh, I hope by now you know I am a massive TV series fanatic and a huge shipper.
If were talking about reality, well this should be something on the billboard for you to read it. You should’ve saw me cry for a sudden death of a character I love the most. I cried for days for them, replay scenes all over again and still get emotional.
And that’s just the way I am. An overly attached person.
And I wanna own it, I wanna claim it. And yes I am an Overly Attached Person.
And if you are dating me, I’m sorry if having to be emotional on most things gets to you.
Can’t help being me.
I am telling you what bothers me, this is a part of my reality. I am actually sharing a piece of my mind, a piece of myself with you. And you constantly telling me I should not worry with such things just cause they’re not reality makes it more evident that you don’t really get me.Well, this is reality.
So, am I now allowed to weep cause this right here is reality.
Your “kind of reality”. Also, this right here is another piece of my mind.
I hope this does not get into your reality illusion since it is now posted online.
Guess, reality changes when it is online eh?Now, you must be asking “What do you want me to do?”
If its not obvious then let me tell you.
I am just asking for a little sympathy, a little of support.
And I am one who asks them from people who I draw strength to.
I don’t ask for much, I am only asking for you to be there even if you’re delirious just cause its not “reality”. Does a little “Its okay, let’s spend a little time to be sad. Would that be okay?” and a slight kisses hurt?
Whats more sickening is when you talk to them with these burdens and they casually tell you to shrug it off cause its not “reality”.
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