He: Do you have a boyfriend?
She: If you consider a
Prereading: Sorry if this blog’s title appears to be rude. I just want to share what I feel but I feel like there is no one to talk to. So, I have tried to write this up and pretend that someone will care to listen like blogospehere. I feel so alone. And I hate to admit it. I did not edit this blog, so I hope after clicking publish, I won’t be regretful.
It is hard trying to do the things that I loved to do but now hated. It is hard imagining the sunsets Continue reading
How’s your day going? Do you have a minute or so? I just want to share this:
“You can’t fall back in love with someone. Because you can’t love the same person twice. Because they’re not the same person. They were changed by the first time you loved them. And they were changed by the first time you left them too. So when you lean in close and whisper that you’re falling in love with me again, after all this time, make sure you’re in love with me, and not the memories.”
– Danielle via Scribblingsanddust
I saw this on the Facebook page of berlin-artparasites . This is so powerful and true.
I’d love to hear your thoughts about this. Have a good day! 🙂
-Soul in Surreal
PRECAUTION: The following poetry is unedited. If you wish to continue, prepare yourself. For what? That, I am not sure. If you do not wish to continue, no one is forcing you, trust me. That ends the precaution or caution (I do not even know the difference between those two). Now, should I say thank you because you read the precaution, at least? If yes, let me know. Continue reading
It’s link party once more!
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Now that all the rules have been clearly explained get out there and Meet n Greet your butts off!
See ya on Monday!!
I know, I know, I have lived a life even before you came, but you added color to it. My life was bright, vibrant, and happy. I felt so alive with you. I was myself- real and raw. Then you left for reasons I still do not understand. Have I given you darkness instead of brilliance? Have I caused you sadness instead of joy? Have I brought you to hell instead of paradise? I love you Tala that I’d be willing to trade my life for yours. I love you just like how the stars stay close to the moon. I love you just like how mountains kiss beautiful clouds. I love you and forever I will.
A Story Once Told
” Do you like doing this? I mean, you can do other things right? Are you here because you love this or are you here because you need to survive, like you know getting more money Continue reading
I grew up playing and sometimes brawling with kids. I wish someone can tell me what I asked and said when I was too young to comprehend the intricacies of life. I have met different kinds of people across religion, race, culture, and belief. But, meeting kids of various interests, ages, dreams, goals, and the like is my most favorite, because it is when you are conversing with kids that you realize the colors of life. It is the time when you are slapped by the questions and statements that have long been haunting you unconsciously. That is the time that you try to ask the questions that have long been buried,forgotten, and ignored. I listed some of the questions and statements that I heard from kids that I’ve met. Here it goes: Continue reading
Disclaimer: This is based on a true story. However, I have tried to recreate events, locales and conversations in order to maintain their anonymity. In some instances I have changed the names of individuals and places, I may have changed some identifying characteristics and details such as physical properties, occupations and places of residence.
A Story Once Told
Her father died of myocardial infarction. When asked by people what it is. She would just shrug and say “a heart condition…perhaps.” Not much was clear in her memory of the moments she shared with her father.”Do you miss your dad? Do you feel sad?” Those were the questions she could not understand why she was asked. “I don’t know. Yes, I had a father… well I have. I am not sure what verb tense to use. Uhmm… Is it necessary to miss him just because he’s my dad? I mean, will I go against the natural course of things? Will it feel like I’m a rebel creation sheltered in the vastness of nature?” That’s how she Continue reading