It is unbelievable how I am attached to people. I caught myself wishing for a life time kinda friend, one who would be always there for me. But it is not possible for one person to be there always. People have their own problems and their own path to fallow! I...
Work hard and study every day. That's it. No one wants to talk to me cuz I'm boring. (All I have to do is improve my terrible English lol ) I don't wanna be so negative person but I am. All of my friends are getting married already, and having their children. I've never had a bf...
after 1 year of marriage was already so lonely)
*Where are you when things get rough, where are you when life is so tough?
Days go by and I feel so alone - you don't notice me or care to anymore, your "too busy", " can't make it" "to tired" you say.
You say that you are...
that I write in order to understand what I feel. It is so difficult these current times, to focus on emotions, that you do not even realize the moment you end up becoming more and more synthesized. Writing, it keeps me in check, reminds me there will always be a part of me that...
In some vain attempt to isolate what it is exactly.
Is it the words or its content?
Im unsure if it was either, in part or as a whole......
The fact is not a day passes that I dont find her.... momentarily catching a whiff of her scent...
as teasing as the soft...
Like an ash smoldering at the edge of my soul.
And unmistakeable warmth almost lost to me
The familiarity of dreams too became distant and vague.
A lost desire fueled from remnants of a dying hope.
It was the briefest of glimpses but at that moment,
without doing anything...
Taking the troubled mind
with all the past mistakes
and troubles and regrets,
i blow it over towards the setting Sun,
the Sun would take them away
while it sets
and burn them all down..
Wouldn't the Sun burn them all away?!
It's the Source of never-ending...
finish line but its a long way to go ? they say life is not the destination but the journey. my journey is very difficult probably coz I took a wrong path before. I dont want to just give up but it would be nice If I could atleast have a glimpse of nice things to come.
then there was you
And I succumbed to the strong sentiments
Of love and lust.
But you idiot
You gave me your trust
And your heart
And I thrust a dart through it.
And me both falling apart
I don’t want to face it
But I miss you
I love you
And the next minute
but suddenly I'll just fall for no reason and feel so exhausted and that I'm literally dead inside. It's so annoying because then my girlfriend feels she doesn't make me happy, when she really does. I just wish I could stop this stupid falling ****. I hate craving to see blood...
I realize how blessed I am, sadly, being a nerd and believing in science, leaves me to question religion, which just contradicts my previous statement. Among other facts, my restlessness of seeking knowledge and understanding outweighs the nature of my existence. Today, however...
with my best friend. He and I fight more than I've fought with anyone in my life, but he's also made me happier than anyone else has in my life.
I think he's so awful at times and not very understanding or respectful about my feelings. I just don't know what to do about him.
when your heart is filled with unbearable pain and when you feel like challenges are tough to over come;
it is actually the time when you can distinguish between real and unreal people in your life.
People just don't understand that good or bad times eventually pass...
I want to be the waves that can softly crash on the shore, constantly changing the shoreline, I want to be vast and I want to feel whole and be able to move fluidly. The ocean is itself, it accepts itself, it doesn’t change for anybody. Yes, it can stir up a storm here and...
Meanwhile in another time and place, death is harvesting another victim. But for some unknown reason this young woman is giving him a problem. He checks his records and finds she is not physically attached to the material world and should be undone from her life with little...
One day you're nearer,
the next, more n more farther..
One day you laugh,
the next, cry..
The endless waves keep crashing
on the shore
as you try to swim into the Ocean
to reach into the middle of the Ocean..
One day you know how to swim,
the next, you're gasping for air...
I am usually not feeling down all of a sudden but I just can't help it!
It is really hard not knowing what the special person in your life thinks about you?
What am I really to you?
I can't help but fall for you but it seems like you're not even at the bottom to catch me.
Be in your presence
Be in your gaze
Be your happiness, your pleasure
Your song, your smile,
I swore this place wouldn't be
But here I am, making
I think one of the best feelings in the world is that someone remembers something you said. Whether it was something from yesterday, a week ago, a month ago...It's just like "Wow, you actually listen to me." XD
about guys being pervs or only wanting one thing on here, but I'm standing up for all the guys who aren't. I'm one of them I'm one of those guys who would rather just talk about things or feelings or how you are and get to know you. not every guy is bad. I'm 21 and I'm on here...
.beyond what she could hold,too many roles,too many tasks,too many this n that,too many do-this n don't-do-that,too many burdenson her shoulders..She couldn't take it anymore..And she dropped them all..Like a very heavy backpackthat makes the shoulders so weary n tired,that you...
esp when the moon is full and bright,
that speaks to you..
and you try to express
but there are no words..
just some jumbled up letters,
and jumbled up feelings
that jump around to express themselves..
like the slight coolness that makes itself felt...
weekend ever! The man I'm in love with shattered my heart. But I also shattered his by lying. But now that is been a couple of days and we talk and he still tells me he loves but won't actually say it I know he does. But we I ask him "do u want to get back together eventually...
than counting apparently)
Although scars may fade, there will always be pieces missing from her, she was just sewn up after they were taken. She's sick, alone, on the brink of demise, and her scars are all too visible.
to just feel every thing that is around..
the patches on the wall,
the pillow cover,
the heat of the afternoon and the flow of cool air from the fan intermingled,
the worn out wood on the side of the table,
some dust on the windowsill,
without touching, just feeling it..
I'm wonderin why I got out of bed at all. The morning rain clouds up my window, and I can't see at all. - Dido Thank you.
Why is it no matter where she is located, it's always as if she faces a long isolated hallway. No Windows allow her to glimpse, the outside world. No open...
Peaches are fruits. My favorite fruit is mango and I love eating ripe, cold mangoes. We had several mango trees at my grandfather's farm; we still do. And like most fruits, the mangoes starts off bitter or sour. And as time go by it slowly ripens turning into a sweet, soft...
before her eyes. Without a hint of indecision her path became clear. Surrender provided nothing of choice, but only of necessity. In the shadows she senses the enormity of his lechery. Without fear her offering is claimed. As a Wolf, I methodically circle her, staring down, a...