You happened to me when i was lost and broken in my past.
You happened to me when i was scared and nobody was there.
You happened to me all of a sudden and slowly.
You happened to me when i stopped believing in fairy tales.
You happened to me when i lost the path of my life,
when every fucking person used me and left me for no reason.
I love you.
Perks Of Being A Rose
An un plucked rose is lonely,
It yearns to be a part of a bouquet,
It curses the thorns which were hindrances for the plucker,
It doubts about its beauty for not being picked,
It pictures itself interacting with other flowers,
It fears of dying without appreciation,
It wants to belong to someone!
A plucked rose is grumpy,
It longs to go back to its plant,
It misses the protective thorns,
It hates being accused of being proud of its beauty,
It suffers from constant jealousy of other flowers,
It fears being crushed by the possessor,
It wants some solitude!
#To be plucked or not to be
I can't move
My body is frozen
My chest still
As tears run down my cheeks
I'm still as they drip off my face
My limbs are stiff
I cant feel my heart beat
Its as if my heart is truly gone
The music floods my head
I just lie in bed
I can't get control
Of my head
I don't know
I don't know what to say
I don't know what to do
Do I tell you?
Do I warn you?
Will you just leave?...
Just as the others have
I'm too complicated
I'm too much trouble
I'm too much effort
I'm too much work
I need too much
I lie here crying
Yet I don't say a word about it
While we talk
Frozen in my tracks
I don't want you to go...
We've barely begun
If I tell you how fucked up I am...
Man... I hate to admit this...
But sometimes I just feel like,
I donno you at all.
Sometimes, you don't have a
choice but to trust,
even though somewhere
you know that you're
going to be betrayed, again.
To my egoistic senior,
You know I gave you my opinion on what you did, because I care for you,
I wanted you to have a stronger forefront in the work that you were doing,
But alas, I failed to realize that I'm in the bottom of the food chain,
You brought your ego in thinking I was trying to put you down,
While you excel in other facets of our life,
I could see that you are sliding down here,
Our boss is putting you down inside,
While I'm trying to save you outside,
But no more,
We have a professional relationship, a relationship where I will never again step up and try to help you from now on,
I will be the spectator that you want me to be, and remain mum,
A JUNIOR / c...
I won't make this long because for real I'm tired as fuck.
I'm sorry I deleted written memories that made you smile. I'll admit it made me happy at times and sad in some moments.
Let's be honest though I never stopped loving you. Yes, the flame dimmed but it still burns even after all this time. As much as I tried to move on and let go of that feeling it was impossible.
But none the less I am happy for you, and wouldn't ruin your chances at happiness.
And now all I want is cuddles and back rubs.
And some legit sleep.
I caved in and reached out to Master for a little help tonight after my mind got stuck in the Manchester terror attack, preventing me from getting on with anything requiring more than minimum brain power.
Whilst I can't share His response to my dilemma, I can say that I think that it will work. I already feel like I could do my Bible study... except that I'm not so keen on getting up at 5am to study the Bible (I'm sorry, Lord).
We studied marriage in RCIA class tonight - though i was unable to focus on anything beyond the cross of the rosary in my hand... I didn't even fiddle with the beads as much as I typically do when I am listening and paying close attention.
It was sweet...
Kabhi ek pal nikal kar,aankhon mein aankhein daal kar,keh dena ki tum mujhe nhi chahte,khuda kasam dubara kabhi apni aankhein nhi dikhunga tumhe.
(Someday,take out one moment to look into my eyes and say i no more desire you.....i swear i wont ever let u see my eyes again then)
Era uno de esos días en los que deseas perderte del planeta, de esos en los que ruegas porque por un momento el mundo olvide tu existencia. Era uno de esos días en los que pretendes dejar todo, que un suspiro intenso te libere de tanto agobio.
Bueno, ese era mi día.
Si estas leyendo esto tal vez te preguntes "¿y que haces para cambiarlo?" o tal vez me juzgues con la típica frase -"Que cobarde".y solo tal vez, no tenga respuesta a la pregunta, solo busco un respiro, o no me importa que me juzgues por que simplemente no te encuentra en mis zapatos.
tal vez busco liberarme por medio de las palabras, que cada letra digitada sea un respiro mas profundo que me lleve por el camino de la se...
I remember the last time I saw you.
I am not here for romance.
You can try, buy, or share it with someone else.
I'm just living in the now.
I'm just glad that I get to do stuff on weekends now.
Than just sleep the weekend away.
Running with you is tiring, if I have to be honest.
But I don't mind.
I get to learn some modern stuff.
Socialize with other people.
Wondering how I even got home from last night's happening.
You get to learn new stuff too.
Making up stories and dialogues while watching strangers at the park.
Analyzing people's patterns and habits.
Performing social experiments.
Sleeping all day.
Days went through like morning coffee down my throat....
(excuse all of my grammatical errors. I'm typing on an extremely cracked phone screen)
as i lie awake in his bed, i wonder to myself why i bother with the tedious upkeep of this facade. he doesnt make me happy. in fact, he makes me question my entire inner self. im never good enough. lacking in the amount of class required to be "his girl". is this even a relationship? if so, why doesnt he call me his girlfriend? and i feel as though it bothers him when i refer to him as my boyfriend thing. emphasise the thing because that's all this is until stated otherwise. and he's really not one for compassionate words.
but he's trying [i think] to support me where I'll let him. and he does have his ...
"How was your weekend?", the man asked lightly.
"It was ok. How's yours?", she replied.
"I had a wonderful one!"
Ahh how she wished she was a part of that.
My heart goes out to all of the victims in Manchester.
My heart broke in a million pieces after hearing the news. I wanna say to all of you who have lost someone you care about that I'm really sorry. Sorry that this awful thing happend, I'm sorry that there are people who hurt someone else. ISIS claims they are doing what the Koran says they have to do. But believe me when I say they are lying! We all should love and support the ones around us, even if we don't know each other. There's NEVER EVER a reason to hurt or kill someone, and there's NEVER EVER been some "god" who said it is okay to do so.... I'm so sorry that we have to live in a world so wicked, so messed up. I'm so sorry that there...
M: "Can you feel again?"
H: "I don't know. It is my job."
M: "Promise me you'll try and not give up."
M: "I won't tell you I told you so. I just wish you could think and care about yourself as much as you do for others."
H: "But I do. It's my job to care, to feel, to spread joy and love and doing that makes me happy...and sad."
M: "I always admire your courage, your enthusiasm....but I worry about you. I can't see you broken."
H: "Don't worry, it's what I signed up for, isn't it?"
M for the mind.
H for the heart.
Some time u try most to be happy n free from mind ...but u can't ...don't know y I sleep more,laugh more,try to b busy,but my mind always in many stuffs involved in so many things ..around me I feel I notice everything what is going wrong but I have to shut my mouth not bcz I didn't want to say anything but just bcz I knew its doesn't matter what I will say..so I keep quiet n notice everything ..I want be free but my mind just killing me can't concentrate know what will happen ..its also happens wid u many times I notice n u didn't dats d difference ...
I have built walls around me.
High and steady.
Very much afraid to tear it down for anybody.
I don't know when to demolish it.
Is there a sign for it?
New Delhi, India
Till there is fragnance in flowers
Till there is dew in grass
Till there is petricote in Earth
Till there is brightness in spark
I will love you
Till there is fear in dark
Till there is tears in past
Till there is shine in stars
Till there is dusk and Dawn
I will love you
Till there is hope in future
Till there is gaps between your fingers
Till there is glow in moon
Till there is presence of you as a creature
I will love you
Till there is water in sea
Till there is honey with bee
Till there is happiness and Glee
Till there is you and me
I will love you
Till there is vitamin E in almond
Till every mo...
I hate myself to the point where I dont want to get out of bed I dont want to go outside I dont want to eat or sleep or do anything that'll keep me alive I dont see any worth in myself anymore there's nothing I dont feel like I'm any help to friends or family all I'm doing is worrying people because I'm depressed and suicidal all the time I hate that when someone needs something I drop everything even if I may be dying on the inside on the paper thin edge of suicide I'll still help them and forget all about me how can you forget about yourself so easily I'm so meaningless to myself and I walk around like I'm ok I stay silent so my screams dont bother people so my tears dont worry them so my b...