Why You Shouldn’t Waste Time On Small Talk

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Theodore Inquisitor:

I hate small talk.

I find it inauthentic and meaningless. But, for a conversation to level up from petty small talk, one must know the right questions to ask. And, more often than not, that’s easier said than done.

Again, it’s in the woman’s perspective, but you get the point.

On a sidenote, you should definitely read the original post. It’s awesome and explains what we want to talk about instead of small talk and the trivial weather.

Originally posted on Thought Catalog:

If I ever fall in love, it won’t be with a man who talks about the weather.

Sure, maybe it’s nice outside or it’s colder than it’s been all week, and that’s lovely to observe, but I’m not interested in small talk. I simply don’t have the time.

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What I Wish I Knew About Love At 20 Years Old

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It’s in the female perspective, but you get my point.

“I would have known that if the question is ever between me and another girl, that she should take it, because you should never be one of two options.”

Originally posted on Thought Catalog:

I wish I knew that when he doesn’t call you for one, two, six days in a row, it’s not because he’s playing hard to get – it’s because he’s not interested. I wish I knew that sometimes people just don’t want you, and slowly chipping away at them in an effort to get them to see you for how great you really are only irritates them, and makes you look like a fool. I wish I knew that forcing a formal rejection is not as satisfying as you think it will be – sometimes you really should just let things fade into silence, because it’s much less embarrassing for all parties involved.

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The One Person You Never Really Get Over

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Theodore Inquisitor:

This. This fucking article right here.

At the very mention of your name, my heart sinks and my chest caves in. My gut wrenches and I struggle to breathe. No matter how many days, weeks, months (maybe even years) would pass, the ghost of you still lingers inside of me. Haunting me. Gnawing at me from the inside.

I’m moving on, I swear I am. There are even weeks where I forgot you existed or you felt like a distant memory. I’m doing my best to do so. I’m trying to keep myself busy. I’m avoiding triggers as best as I could. But, damn it, no matter how hard I try, you always seem to find a way to get to me.

I know you’re not doing it intentionally, but fuck, why do you have to text me out of nowhere? Why do I have to see you when I park my car? Why do you have to look for me when you visit our office? I’m doing my best to avoid you on social media, but why can’t I escape you in the real world?

Maybe I just need more time.

In all honesty, I’m scared.

I’m scared that what if ten, twenty, years from now, I’d be happily married and then, out of nowhere you come waltzing back into my life. What would I do then? How would I respond?

I pride myself in being loyal and faithful, but having loved you so intimately and intensely, how could I be so sure that I’ll remain faithful and devoted to my wife? How could I be sure that these feelings won’t resurface and destroy the only thing I have left to offer?

I can’t.
Only time will tell.

Originally posted on Thought Catalog:

You’re not over this person probably because they could never love you back the way you wanted them to, the way you needed them to. They were a defective toy that couldn’t be fixed at the shop. This made you so angry and so sad and you tried just so damn hard and everyone knew it but it didn’t work.

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Date A Man Who Loves You More

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Theodore Inquisitor:

And with tears in my eyes, I can honestly say:
I loved you more.

Originally posted on Thought Catalog:

Date a man who loves you more. Meet him young, at a time when you’re not old enough to realize how precious he is. Fall in love carelessly. Start to think he must be the one, begin building a life with him. Become entangled with his family and him with yours, believe he will be the father of your children in later years. Date a man who loves you more because he will love everything you hate about yourself. The man who loves you more will rub your feet when you’re tired and take your cousins out for ice cream because he is simply that kind of man. He will abandon his plans to come rub your back when you’re sick without you ever having to ask. The man who loves you more will allow you to grow as a person without taking space. He will be…

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30 Things To Do Instead Of Falling Back In Love

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Well, here’s something to add to my bucket list.

Originally posted on Thought Catalog:

When a relationship ends, we forget that the only objective available to us isn’t to get right back into another one. We see a huge, gaping hole waiting to be filled and we assume that it has to be someone else’s mind and heart and spirit that must fit perfectly inside of it. That we’ll just be a little bit empty or a little bit lonely or a little bit undone until we meet someone new – and even if we’re okay with that, it’s a problematic way of looking at things.

Because here’s the truth about that hole – it’s there. It’s real. It’s begging to be filled (spare me the innuendo). But it isn’t in the shape of someone else, it’s simply in the shape of what they offered us – be that stability, excitement, validation or understanding. There are an infinite number of activities, an infinite…

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5 Reasons Why You Can’t Get Over Your Almost-Relationship

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Theodore Inquisitor:

“This is what enables us to feel so torn in admitting that no, you didn’t date, but you still kinda feel like you ought to call them your ex. Maybe not an ex-boyfriend or girlfriend, but an ex-something. An ex-maybe.

An ex-almost.”

Originally posted on Thought Catalog:

1. There’s no closure.

Humans crave closure. There’s an inherent desire for it — all the stories we never learn the endings to, the movies we never finish, the seasons of TV shows that leave us with more questions than answers so we turn to blogs and the internet to vent our frustration. We need closure in order to shelve things in our head and move on. But when you don’t get closure — when they drop off the face of the earth or suddenly spring a new significant other on social media —what do you do?

It’s hard to create your own closure, to grasp for signs that really don’t mean anything at all but to which we assign meaning. And it might seem ridiculous at first, like believing in magic or fairies, but sometimes, it’s the only thing we can do. We have to find meaning where there…

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