It’s amazing how there are so many ppl around me, so many ppl who call themselves my friends and yet i just can’t seem to talk to anyone. I mean REAL talk, beyond the “hi” and “how’s it going?”.. Why can’t we talk about stuff that matters?
I know sometimes it is just easier to stick to the conventional greetings and nothing more b/c I don’t want to upset anyone or burden them with my thought but Oh how I wish it was easier to talk. I wonder sometimes about their burdens and all the things unsaid between us. Will the day ever come when […]
I am tired of studying, I’m tired of working, paying my bills, doing the dishes, crossing the street. I am tired of my morning coffee. I am tired of making small talk while watching your fake face smiling at me. I’m tired of all the mundane little inconveniences of being alive… I am tired of doing the laundry, reading books, brushing my hair, I am tired of caring, smiling, pretending and all the other symptoms of life…. my ears are going deaf listing to your lies and my lies, my eyes are going blind from you betrayals and my betrayals. Stop,,, I want it all […]
I wonder how death feels like. I wonder how death tastes like. Would it be as sweet as they say?
I wonder how it feels when my ears can no longer hear the sound of my heart beat, my eyes no longer searching for light. I wonder how it feels to not have all the bitter memories playing in my head on constant replay and replay and … It will all STOP!!! Me and everything that makes me who I am will just stop. The morning after I’ve stopped to exist would be just like any other morning that came before that.
“There’s too much love in the world. Sometimes I think that’s what heaven is—- a place where everybody’s happy because nobody loves anybody else, ever.”
Sometime I really HATE LOVE, I do. Sometimes I just want to kick the Sh*t out of love…. “How can u do this to me???…”
I hate the fact that I need love, that I want love, not to say that love is enough or that love solves all problems but many of us are on this site b/c we want love in our lives. we want someone to care… I hate that I WANT someone to care. Why is it […]
Someone’s misplaced affection has made my day.
An unknown number’s text wished me good morning and later added that I was missed. How wonderful it feels to be missed even if it was just for a second before I realized it’s a text sent to my phone by accident. It can’t really be for me. It’s like when u see someone waving at you and u wave back only to realized they were waving at someone else. Oh the disappointment and how it melts off the smile on your face.
I hate to think someone was waiting for a text wishing them good morning […]
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