"Our daughter is making imaginary friends, she need help", she told her husband.
He nodded, silently upsetting for his schizophrenic wife and their childless family.
She has so many things to say,
And wants the affection no one can pay.
Only she knows the way she feels,
How she felt like everytime her happiness steals,
She feels herself so weird,
Wanting some to be near.
But then again she wants to be alone,
Spending the time with her phone,
Listening to her dream tones.
She feels like talking with someone,
Sharing the feelings she had real one,
Then again she has so many things like drops of rain.
But doesn't have words to explain,
Like always she felt used,
Even in a best friendship she feels refused.
So all is she left with the pain,
With all refusal, alone and vain......
I know you are out there, somewhere. I know that you’re probably just as hopeless as I am right now, about to give up on love because it’s just been very painful lately but I know that you will show up in my life randomly and probably unexpectedly and I know that as soon as we see each other, we will just feel it.
I don’t know much about you but I know that you will not be too busy for me or too lazy to come see me because you will be just as excited as I am to spend time with me. I know you will ask me nicely to go somewhere romantic so you can get to know me and really listen to what I have to say and try to understand me with all my complexities and I know our first date wi...
8th months old girl get raped by her 28th years old cousin.
Yes you are reading it correctly.
It wasn't not first time you are reading this kind of news.
Just the age is decreasing.
Another case, another news, another rape and another story on Facebook.
Rape is not even freaks us now.
As country we are so weak to give people capital punishment on rape charges.
Just an another crime.
I can't resist myself for sharing my words on this case.
We all are equally culprits for her because untill unless she is not our own kid or niece or sister, who cares?
We are just sorry for her.
I am a girl.
20+, wear make up, sometimes short dresses too and talk to many men but trust me, I never asked for it. ...
Books & People
We are like books different stories, different twist, different breakdowns and different inspiration.
And there are three types of people we meet in our life.
One who open the index and jump direct on the part of your chapter that peak their interest.
And then come the one who take their time, run their finger one every line of your chapter and may be fold corners of you that inspired them the most.
You meet these people on and off...
Then third kind you'll never see coming who not only finishes your sentences but also keep the book.
I promise to holding your hand when you feel like you can't walk alone.
I promise to hide you in my arms when you can't take the world's shit anymore.
I promise to listen to your problems and I promise to find a solution to them, if you need me to.
I promise to be your shoulder to cry on.
I promise to keep your every secret safe in my heart.
I promise to never leave you alone, in your good times nor your bad times.
I promise to walk on fire with you if I have to.
I'll be your backbone. I'll be strong for you as a rock.
But promise me just one thing, when the difficult parts will be over, you will hide me in your arms ...
In the world full of
One time password
I want to be your
And from hand written letters to blue ticks,
We lost patience.
Can I tell you a secret? You don’t have to be in a relationship.
I mean it. I know they force it down your throat until you choke on it. Girls aren’t pretty unless they’re wanted. Boys aren’t men unless they’re having sex with someone. People aren’t lovable until they’re dating someone.
But a relationship won’t always make you happy, and as wonderful as romance is, it isn’t the only love that exists. I have seen friendships that are deeper and more pure than couples who swear it’s forever - and yet the friendship is the one people ignore.
I have heard so often “nobody loves me” out of the mouths of people who are single. And it kills me because if you ask them: where are your paren...
Let's talk each other to sleep.
Let's talk about shooting stars and all the unfulfilled wishes you had,
let's talk about the planets and all the tears you shed.
Let's talk about the sun and shadows of past,
let's talk about all the gloomy days that didn't last.
Let's talk about you.
Let's talk about me.
Let's talk about Us,
if that's a possibility at all.
I want to look in your eyes rather than closing mine,
I want to see your soul than seeing the dreams.
I want to touch those insecurities
rather than touching the blanket.
I want to talk
And unravel the mysteries of the past.
and unshackle the chain of our thoughts.
without judging each ...
"Happy birthday ." the voice said from the other side of phone at midnight
"Laughing giggling thanks ,disconnect the call and sleep now.",she said
"Who's the lucky guy?" the roommate asked
Her sister smiled at the other side of the call.
He guessed my favorite color
in his first try.
But, I didn't even have a favorite color
until he shouted 'Orange'.
And I want to be the
notes folder in your phone.
To know about all those feelings,
You typed at 2 am and then deleted.
Sometimes I wish I was my soul,
Allow me to call my soul a she because she is excessively affectionate and sensivite and was never ashamed to show it to me.
At times she convinces me to take naps and I am not sure if she is doing this because she is really sleepy or afraid to live in general, and I know she inhereted that fear from me.
She cries but I held it.
She can't always linger in her sleep and she'd complain about it but I close my eyes everytime pretending to be.
I once asked what is she made of or what is she anyway,
She said she is a bird in cage that I never considered setting free.
And she's right, I never, because I am af...
"She was drunk.
What did she expect to happen?",said the society
She expected a hangover". replied her brother
Drinking isn't crime, rape is !!!!
A distance did not stop the
communication between them.
It's just shifted from messages
to status updates.
Depression - A fight with our own thoughts.
Depression isn't always crying your liner off in the shower or playing sad songs in the bed.
Sometimes it's not wanting to talk to anyone for days other times it's desperately needing to be around people.
Sometime depression is having no appetite
Even though you haven't eaten anything from yesterday and sometimes it's eating everything in your kitchen or fridge.
Depression isn't your loved ones telling you that everything will be fine. It's sitting across the table or beside them and pretending things are pretty fine. It's the frustrating feeling of desperately wanting to enjoy and just be normal for once.
If you’re reading this and you’re not happy right now, you will be.
I don’t know what you’re going through.
Everyone has their own type of darkness that they’re trying to make sense of, but no matter how dark it gets, you’ll do it.
Things will get better, you will get better.
Life will become brighter, and you’ll look back on days like these when you couldn’t look forward to the next hour, let alone the next day.
When you do, you’ll smile, maybe even laugh, and it’ll hit you.
You turned out just fine.
To others, we belonged to the same
But only we knew about the Lightyears between us.
-"He is 5'11'' with cinnamon eyes
Hair moped at one side,
Not really symmetrical eyebrows,
And a cute little smile".
- "So where did you meet him ?"
- Page 63, second paragraph.
#A book is a dream you hold in your hand.
"5 confessions at
4 am about
3 words between the
2 of us and how I want
to be the only
1 that matters to you"
As a little girl, I was taught that family would always be there for you.
I learned the hard way that that's not always the case.
You may be family but you do not get to be a part of my life if you decide to treat me badly.
I get to choose who I allow in my life no matter who you are.
As family you are supposed to be supportive and loving.
You are not supposed to talk bad about family, put them down, or take sides in family problems.
If you want to be a part of my life a lot of things would need to change, but to be honest, I think you have already burnt that bridge.
I don't want people to be a part of my life accomplishments when all they do is cause problems a...
Question- What's the most important thing you have done this year ?
I can be your
Sunday kind of love.
In the sheets
Till the noon,
Kind of love.
To the work,
Out the window Kind of love.
Just some cozy
Brunch in bed
With blueberry pancakes
And maple smile,
Kind of love.
Where the days
Kind of love.
Where the evenings
Are for family,
and stolen kisses,
Kind of love.
Take a stroll,
In our 70's,
When you are
Too tired to talk
Kind of love.
I am your
Sunday kind of love!
'Ignorance is blisss'
'Knowledge is power'
Should i stalk him or not?
No dilemma was ever this strong.
Dear Drew sir
Wish you a very Happy birthday!!!!!
Birthdays are a blessing in disguise,
The greatest gift around,
May you receive this gift for years,
May your birthday blessings abound.
Count each birthday as a miracle,
Forget the candles on your cake,
Every special day you celebrate,
Adds up to the difference you make.
I know I am very late.
Still it's good to be late then never.
Two years back on weekend was just checking playstore for some random app. And I found this beautiful app.
Thank you so much to you and your team for creating such a wonderful app.
My best wishes with you
Stay happy & stay bless.
Can you recall the colour of my shirt that day?", he asked.
I shake my head in negative.
"You fucking writers don't remember anything,living in your goddamn literature bubble." He says, exhaling the ciggerate smoke making it already hard to breathe.
I would have almost believed him if only -
Brown-The colour of your eyes, hair
And the colour of dress I wore when your hand claimed me.
Blue- The colour of your lighter
Also the colour of the seven oceans which separate us now.
White- The colour of innocence our bond shared
Also the colour my finger tips turn when someone mentions your name because I grip the table so damn hard.
Silver- The colour of y...