Well here's the thing....Sometime ago...i readed something...about love,it was actually a story...anyway that's not important.
But after i readed it...the idea of that story was in my head all the time....Then i started questioning my own love life...I had nobody
Not only that but, sometime after that i felt my chest,like it was heavy or something...i don't know how to explain it...it felt weird, like it was heavy,BUT WAY too heavy....this mix of feelings shouldn't happen! I am a 18 years old boy (or man....whatever), and this....i simply can't understand it...i know it's full of threads about love problems in here....but technically this isn't even about love! What the heck is happening?!
Find a girl you really like and are attracted to and just get them talking you know then just take it from there you don't need money and work to talk to girls that's just something easy to talk about and women generally ignore it anyways talk about things relivant to them and just relax
You just learned something about yourself, loneliness. Until this point you were not aware of such feeling, not in a romantic sense. It will fade away as soon you stop wondering about it. Hey love is a tricky thing, finding some one you like, grow close to her/him, hope they feel the same and have the nuts to move forward. Find some hobbies, and get to know people who enjoy the same things you do.
-5. Hobbies are the best that's a good one I was having similar feelings and it drove me to go out and get back into karate and just meeting new ppl took some of the weight I was feeling away even tho I don't really know them all and it was scary joining a new class I am so glad I did cause for 2 nights a week I feel good about life no matter what's happening and I met a few cuties
You just need to be your self. calm down it just feeling like "you want to be someone like the character in the story". It means you want to be someone else, you want to feel something that you have never discovered.
I'm currently going through something similar, and have been for a long time. I wanted nothing more than to go on adventures with my closest pals (or significant other). I now live with my significant other, but the pulling at my chest hasn't gone away. I haven't done enough. I'm going to die living my life just like every other human being. Wake up, work, get fat, sleep. Fun. But no one can change the pattern but us. We have to be the ones to take the wrong turn while going home in hopes of finding some unknown thing.