3am. It's pitch dark outside. I get out of my comfort zone and step into the reality. The balcony pulls me towards it. It's like the night wants to make love to me, desperately. It's hunger, and greed is adorable. I stand there. Still. The extreme silence, making me vulnerable, shaking my ground. No, I'm not … Continue reading Silence
2:24am. Day just started. I'm sitting in my bed. The chime of the clock ticking by. I sat still. Just wondering. About the coming times. The future. Future. That word. Both excites and scares the heck out of me. Still fathoming. Physics. Chemistry. Zoology. Botany. Adding up all this = My Life. This friday.. Just … Continue reading Another Soulful Mess – Me.
"I've got one foot in the golden life, one foot in the gutter. So close to the other side, So far from the wonder." A new start, the last straw. Grade 12. The Final year. Tensed yet happy. The happy air is actually sort of contagious. It's all about staying positive. Time management, an important … Continue reading Sanguine Vibes.
Anew, another day of life. Smiling and facing the world like it's an amusing alien, like tot stare into the mirror the first time, like oldie seeing a touch phone work for the first time. You know how much your life is screwed up, all on the inside. You don't want to face all of it, … Continue reading Bipolarity.
I'm like winter, Cool, dry, lonely, dark. coveting for some sun shine. You are like summer, Bright, happy, sexy. That mixture would be dope. 💙💛💚💜❤️ You need autumn to get me, As much I need spring to reach, And make some love to you.
Uff. I can't breath. I'm confused. Don't know what to do. Where to go. How to stop it. No regrets. Ever. But, this shit is killing me. It's scaring me so much. I'm just a little innocent girl. I don't know nothing. Nothing about this bad-ass world. I am scared. I'm shivering. Maybe it's the … Continue reading Frustration.
New strangers, new times, new emotions. Confusion. Lost between 'Try harder' and 'why give a damn.' Lest of things, they utter, show no sentiments. Hormones are the sarcastic monsters. Spawning results, isn't the final goal. Tough times, aren't the end. Get up that lazy bum, and walk a step. And walk another. Hope.
Those days went we were carefree, didn't have to worry about having responsibilities, those days are missed. Bad time. Wish time machine existed. That would make the world so different, it's almost impossible to imagine. Childhood memories. How divine they were. The other day, I was sitting by the window. That misty wintery morning was so … Continue reading Nostalgia.
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2015 annual report for this blog. Here's an excerpt: A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 860 times in 2015. If it were a cable car, it would take about 14 trips to carry that many people. Click here to see the … Continue reading 2015 in review