It's pretty late rn, I can't sleep bcz I slept the whole day!
Completely inactive since idk when
I started writing it for once but couldn't finish it.
That's my habit of leaving things in the middle
I've started giving up on things which I used to do
I don't have a goal and sometimes I think why was I even born
When I'm not doing anything when I have no idea what i'll be in future
Who is my idol or who really inspires me?
i don't know.
I don't know why am here writing while speaking it out loud
maybe to feel it more, to express openly without any shame or guilt.
Because right now I'm a person of no use, literally.
My parents wants or wanted (idk) me to get married in the age o...
A mi fracaso más querido:
Te he echado tanto de menos; han pasado varios años desde que lo nuestro acabó por llamarle así, puesto que, realmente nunca inicio.
Solo que estos días tu recuerdo se ha hecho muy presente en mí, incluso soñé contigo, que al fin aclaramos todo esto... y la parte que más me marcó de mi sueño fue donde nos reconociamos como el fracaso más querido del otro; tú el mío porque te quise hasta más no poder, te quise con la mayor seguridad de toda mi vida y porque ahí contigo tirada en un sofá viendo dibujos animados fueron los mejores momentos de mi vida hasta ahora, porque me enamoré de ti hasta los huesos pero todo esfuerzo fue en vano. Y yo para ti soy tu fracaso más q...
He kissed all the cracks and bruises left behind from her previous lover. He held her tighter when her world felt unsafe with him in it, but most of all he fought to keep her grounded and whole because she could not afford anymore cracks and bruises.
Sempre foi muito difícil lidar com todos os sentimentos que habita nesse coração que bombeia sangue para todo o meu corpo, que por muitas vezes, eu só queria que fosse todo seu.
Você me ganhou e fez questão de me perder sem nem pensar em quanto nossa ligação poderia existir. Sentia que todos estavam contra a gente também, era tanto desencanto nos meus ouvidos que meu mundo se fechou pra você, mesmo eu tendo muitas recaídas. Ainda lembro daquele beijo meio risonho que dei, por meio de todo o medo que tive em acontecer exatamente o que ocorreu.
Ainda sinto vestígios seus pelo meu corpo e coração ferido, me iludi na mesma versão que você errou, eu sinto que sab...
Let’s go on a boat trip
Let’s sail away
That’s what I said to you
The night we drifted away
I was flying free on the boat
As the sails were flying high
The ocean beneath us calm
Under the star bright sky
We sailed to different islands
No man had ever been
We skinny dipped in clear waters
And our kisses were the footprints
I thought we had everything,
Each other and a boat
But I forgot to check your luggage
You had left your heart upon the shore
-Silence In Echos
I found my constant.
Constantly on my mind,
Forever in my heart.
There you will always be.
May the radiating light of the moon fuel the passionate love and care I feel for you.
I feel lucky to have this galactic love.
It's been a long time since I wrote here. So many things happened in the past. I'm gonna start telling my stories again... please look forward for it...
loving you is the most beautiful blessing and also the heaviest karma in my life.
I GET A STRANGE FEELING THAT COMES & GO'S.
IT COMES FROM DEEP INSIDE.
I GET ALL EMOTIONAL & CRY, I WANT TO GO RUN&HIDE.
MY DOCTOR SAYS IT'S DEPRESSION
MY MOTHER SAYS IT WILL PASS
BUT THE THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS, I HAVE WILL NEVER JUST PASS.
SOME SAY " IF YOU JUST HAVE A CHANGE OF SCENERY " OTHERS SAY "IT'S JUST A PHASE IT WILL GO AWAY" OR "GET OVER IT IT'S ALL IN YOUR HEAD ANYWAY". BUT THEY'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND THE CONSTANT PAIN I FEEL EVERYDAY. IT'S LIKE I'M TWO DIFFERENT PEOPLE ONE PART OF ME JUST WANTS TO RUN&HIDE & THE OTHER JUST WANTS TO SAY GOODBYE AND COMMIT SUICIDE.
I GET REALLY DOWN & CRY ALL DAY LONG.
I GET A HEADACHE FROM DOING CRYING AND THEN I FEEL BAD BECAUSE I'...
I’m back ...
Hi to the one
Who was reading my write ups ..
How are you ?...
I don’t know what to write,
All things running cool..,
Some ask me
The write ups was my real life situations??..
No not at all,
I’m budding writer
I wish to write everything
Which was cooking in my head
But I will add much more to make up a story,
I wish to write love stories
And so all my papers will be like that though matter is not sinking to that picture and even now too...
The ones who used to add me as pen pal will unfollow me for no reason ...,
Though it’s not a big deal to me,
I came to know that I won’t follow others when they do,
Don’t follow to unfollow....
I don’t follow
And even got a compla...
Listening to the voices speak for their political drums, seeing the people march to the political beat.
They say we think for ourselves. I laugh at their words. You are sheep,waiting for the reasons, a reason to riot. A reason to hate. You march to nothing but the deliverance of emptiness that bullies others to your own pace!
You believe you are right. If it offends you, rip it down, burn the books, destroy history. Go to the safe places, hide flee.
We have turned into a nation where we preach being wrong does not matter, get a trophy just for participation.
If our old men and women preach it from the tops of congress, it is progress? No it is hot air with a lot of stress!
It’s been almost two years since my last letters. What a wild ride. For those of you that have continually given your all to my cause, I am grateful. Without you my journey would not be possible.
Life is long... but then we blink and it’s the years that pass and we become old. We blink again and children are born, people pass, and our body withers. However, amidst all life’s realities and struggles, possibilities still exist. The world keeps going. And you do to. Believe in yourself and make your dreams come true. It can happen. Nothing is impossible. Work hard and you will get to play hard.
Continue to be you.
“It Is Possible”
Today, I chose to live again. It took an artist's magic to bring me to my senses. Her words revived my dying soul, and gave me a different perspective at life.
I sent her a message. To thank her, to let her know how her magic changed me, and to tell her my story.
If she ever sends in a reply, it would mean the world to me. :)
Today, I chose to check on myself. Today, I chose to live my life again. Today, I am not already 25. Today, I am ONLY 25.
Blessed to be born in INDIA
....Kirne wo Suraj ki jis Zameen Ko chukar apne aap pe garv mehsoos Karti hai .... wo Chand ki Chandni jiski sateh pe girkar khudh Ko khush Naseeb samajti hai ... Jis bhoomi ki mitthi ki sugandh aatho dishao mai phel kar duniya mehkhati hai ....
wo Bharat Desh hu Mai ......
...Waise toh Zinda hu Mai harozo saalo se ... Apne aap Mai magan ...lakh khushiyon khudh Mai sametkar par na thi kisi ke khayalo Mai... phir duniya ke kaagaz pe hui phechan wo jo banayi musafir koi Vasco ne .... sabse alag Ghiri hu mai teen dishaye ghere sagar aur uttar mai fauladi pahado se ...pata chala usse mere Nas nas ki padaish logo ki hai jaise jungle ke sher jo na daarte kisi ke daha...
I think my Glass slipper was dropped and shattered by some dude, and then he swept it under a rug and slowly walked away whistling, as if to pretend it were never in his possession in the first place!
It is I who holds the flame
The keeper of immortality
I rise against the grain
To whispers speaking softly
I try to numb the pain. I try to numb the pain with YouTube videos, Netflix shows, talking to friends, scrolling Instagram, sleeping and what not. I do not want to feel it. I don't want to face it. I don't want to be alone with it. The pain of existence. The realisation that I am not happy with my life. If I sit enough with it then the realisation will start hitting me that I am not happy and I need to take responsibility and change something in my life.
What's greater right now? The pain of continuing a life like this or changing? Both entail pain. Right now, the changing seems more painful because I will have to be accountable for my habits and actions. So, I continue. But then when I th...
Hello everyone! How are you? 😊😊 so excited to meet new people!
What if the toxic people in my life are my family?
Should I cut them off too?