Once, I tweeted this 'the best revenge is to look good and be smarter than before', and some women retweeted it because they thought 'hey, it's so me!'


But hey, sorry girls, or women, I was completely wrong and I was completely out of my mind. What's the point in looking good and being smarter, if they're just to attract his attention again, or to break his heart, or to make him realize that you're waaaayyy better than any other girl he's ever dated. Him... him.. him... It means you're still doing it for him. And you give him a privilege of knowing that you're still care. That's why you do all those stupid acts to attract him.

Now I've realized, the best revenge is to really moving on. delete, delete, delete. categorized them as your past. meet some new friends and make love to someone new, without having to push it too hard. It is the best way. And who says you can't be sure about it? you can! Your heart contains the same substance exist in your mind, it was made from the same factory, only that your heart has the most fragile material, when your mind has the most powerful material. You won’t let weaknesses beat you, will you?

Someone said this in a note,

In terms of feeling, there is only black or white, and no such thing is in between. So, when you start to make all those groundbreaking efforts to make that person fall in love with you, that’s the moment when you will soon fail. If they don't fight you today, they are not the person for you tomorrow, next week, or even in the next 15 years despite of anything you wear, or anything you can say and give to them.

When you put logic into your sense of likeliness to someone, you’ll have the power trip any love life can never provide. You will realize, how easy it is to love someone who’s already in love with you, you will embrace how amazing it is not being the one who’s trying too hard all the time, and most of all, you are happy for the things that you already have in your life.

Love who you are, and love those, whom deserve the best inside of you, not those pricks who bring out the awkward-melancholic bastard in you. When one is not that into you, do leave them, depart, MOVE ON; and don't spare the attention, it’s their lost, and it’s your victory.

One day in the near future, I promise you, they will look at you from far and see the real, dazzling, shimmering you, not long after your “departure” from their lives.

And you will. You know you will.