love storys

just some thoughts..real life.

A little sad..

Maybe I’m a little sad..sometimes it’s too hard to smile. Sometimes there’s nothing to smile about. What do you do when everyone is moving on and you just can’t? I’m stuck. I don’t know what to do. I never know what to do. And you know what? I don’t think I’ll ever know what to do.. Sometimes it’s just easier to hide under my covers and just ignore everyone. You know, sometimes I even ignore myself, did you know that was possible? Because it is. It’s one of my talents..ignoring myself.. And then it’s you..I wish that I had never meet you. Then there would be no need to impress you, no need to want need for loving you, no need for need for forgotten promises.. No need to crying myself to sleep, no need for acting like you care.. No need, for everything you’ve done to make me feel like absolutely nothing .. Maybe I’m more than a little sad…


Soul mates..

People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. 
A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake.  But to live with a soul mate forever?  Nah. Too painful.  Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave. 
A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master..

Differences between love and like

In front of the person you love, your heart beats faster, but in front of the person you like , you get happy.
In front of the person you love, winter seems like spring but in front of the person you like, winter is just a beautiful winter.
If you look into the eyes of the one you love, you blush, But if you look into the eyes of the one you like, you smile.
In front of the person you love, you can’ t say everything on your mind But in front of the person you like, you can.
In front of the person you love, you tend to get shy But in front of the person you like, you can show your ownself.
Then person you love comes into your mind every 2 minutes. You can’t look straight into the eyes of the one you love, But you can always smile into the eyes of the one you like.
When the one you love is crying, you cry with them But when the one you like is crying, you end up comforting.
The feeling of love starts from the eye, And the feeling of like starts from the ear.
So if you stop liking a person you used to like All you need to do is cover your ears, But if you try to close your eyes from the person you love turns into a drop of tear and remains in your heart forever after.

If you want to know..

If you are going to fall in love with me, it’s only fair that you know what you are falling in love with;

You are falling in love with my insecurities, and my obsession with trying to figure out what everyone thinks of me. You are falling in love with my immaturity, my constant need to feel loved and appreciated, my overactive tear ducts, my internet obsession, my tendency to overreact. You fall in love with my troubled past, and my hopes and dreams, and how i am a hopeless romantic at heart. If you fall in love with me, you fall in love with my self-hate and all my imperfections and my perception that nobody could ever love me.
But, you are also falling in love with the way my eyes will smile when i am with you, the way i will text you in the mornings just telling you i hope you have a great day. You’re falling in love with the occasionally humorous and/or, thought-provoking things i say, and the way i blush when people ask me about you. But to me, the most important thing will be that you are falling in love with me, despite my thinking that it is impossible.


Human beings find it difficult enough to think about leaving someone and very difficult to consider being away from someone special. We have trouble saying goodbye because it seems there are so many things we want to say, so many feelings that have never been expressed. But perhaps the most difficult part of life involves being separated from an individual that we feel truly at home with. This is when we begin to understand the real meaning of missing someone. We can often think about the feeling ahead of time and dread the moment when we say so long. But we won’t really know the pain of separation until we have to write or say, “I miss you.”

>Fortunately, people from all walks of life experience this emotional time. They often come up with words of wisdom or suggestions that can help us in our difficult moments. If we have an overpowering sense of belonging to someone or belonging in some familiar place, we can find some solace in the fact that many people have been in this same situation and survived. Sure it is tough, but it may help us focus on each day we are with the people we love or in the place we need to be. Others have suggested that we have to remember the people and places, forcing ourselves to smile just when we are about to say, “I miss you so much.”

One of the things that we can do when we miss someone is avoid blurting out just anything. Of course, we want to tell that person our true feelings. But we have to consider that calling or writing to say, over and over, that we miss them might cause them more sadness and pain than we would like. Patience is sometimes the best way to go when we truly miss someone. A few words, carefully chosen, may be all we need to let another individual know, “I miss you.”

I want you to know that I think about you constantly, whether it’s with my mind or my heart.

Once in a life time..

”Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.”


Bob Marley.

About friendship..

Everything is so close. Down the road or down the street. And no one makes choices. No one wants changes because change means sadness. And sadness means disappointment. And disappointment means expectations that, weren’t met. People live so that sadness doesn’t touch them, grief doesn’t hit them, and fear doesn’t push them. But instead, the sadness haunts them, the grief worries them, and the fear kills them. No, living isn’t overrated, but the subject is delicate. At this point, everyone stops trying to be someone they can’t be. Stop trying to impress no one that matters. Stop trying to be someone they aren’t. Everyone is different and everyone has expectations that can’t be met. Some of us can’t deal with it. Speaking of the general subject, life is already planned. Someone already knows what happens. There is no changing it. There is no getting rid of the past. The past. Everyone is the same in a way. We all avoid what we are afraid of. Run away from the things that scare us. Think about the past and let it haunt us for a little while. Turn away from the people that love us, and try to love the people that hate us. Never tell the truth to anyone because no one believes you, anyway. Talking doesn’t help, because it leads to shouting. It leads to arguments that should have never been started from someone you wish you had never met, when at the time, you could have swear it was the time of your life. Then, everyone is screaming and all of a sudden the world is passing you by, in a swirling mass of confusion and hate, love and anger. No one can help, because no one understands and the people that do, are too afraid to speak up. Home is not where the heart is, because the heart is distant, and the mind is wandering. The life that was inevitable has begun. Sometimes it’s one call, and sometimes its one word. Sometimes it’s one person who you thought you could trust. And all the time, it doesn’t end well. At this moment, everyone is distant… You’re walking around, lost to the world, staring at the sky, wondering why life is pushing you the wrong way. Wondering what’s wrong, and why trying to fix it is like doing nothing. Shivering from the fear and worry, choking from the breath that may be your last. Remembering how everyone hurt you, and how no one cared. Walking down the stone path of memories, wishing you could stand the hurt thrust upon you from above. No one is shouting anymore. Everyone stares down at the table because no one knows what to say.. The tension is heavy, drowning us. Some of us are swimming, and some of us are trying to. A clear sphere drops with a splish on the table and everyone slowly looks up. And we really are drowning. The skid of the chairs on linoleum, the confusion in your eyes, and the fear in mine. The hurt in hers. head in hands, darkness the only escape. This time, everyone is lost. We remember how everything happened, what used to be that no one would ever try to bring back. Forgetting memories because all they do is make everything worse. Remembering yesterday, because that is the only thing left to hold on to. Quiet glances in the hallways, secrets passed through pupils. Learning from last time, no words are spoken. Because words mean another argument, and another argument won’t do anyone any good today. Splitting ways, torn apart. Ripped pages, broken lives. No more pretending. Lost for words. Too hurt to speak. Wondering what the goal is… How long does it take, for the carousel to stop turning? For the person in the booth to realize that no one wants to be on the ride anymore? She’s holding on, and i’m watching her, scared. The music is still going and no one knows where we stand. I’m jumping, because i can’t take it anymore. The music, and subtle hate, the desperate happiness that doesn’t exist. It’s all too much, and everyone wants it to be over. I’m off, making my way over to the booth. To take control. So it all stops. The music, the turning.. We split paths again, making excuses for nothing. To go nowhere. Cold hands, closed eyes, words unspoken. And now, physical pain. Friends separated for eternity. No turning back. Lost souls floating in a cloudy above. And there she stands, alone, wondering what to do. What will happen when there is no one left. Because that’s how it is now. She knows to not take action. Action does nothing but leave the situation worse. Forgiveness are words that mean nothing to the person who said them or the one listening. And now she’s alone. shouting, cursing, fear, pain. shaking hands, trembling lips. Now. What’s left.. A girl running her life by, spinning into thin air. Materializing into what? What she already was. Something not seen. But instead of seeming nothing, she is nothing.. So what’s changed? You ran back. You ran as fast as you could. You were sprinting. Your life depended on it. While you watched me disappear. And you didn’t catch me. You were too late. No more barriers, no more hate, no more pain. I’ve taken what you never wanted in the beginning: me.

I hate love.

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn`t? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest, and it opens up your heart, and it means that someone can get inside you, and mess you up.You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life. You give them a piece of you. They didn`t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn`t your own anymore.Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and, leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ”maybe we should be just friends”, turns into a glass splinter working its way into your hearts. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It`s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart, pain. I hate love!

i am not sad..

“I am not sad” he would repeat to himself over and over, I am not if he might one day convince himself..or fool himself..or convince others-the only thing worse than being sad,is for others to know that you are sad..because his life had unlimited potential for happines, insofar at it was an empty White room. He would fall asleep with his heart at the foot of his bed, like some domesticated animal that was no part of him at all. And each morning he would wake up with it again in the cupboard of his rib cage, having become a little heavier, a little weaker, but still pumping. And by midafternoon he was again overcome with the desire to be somewhere else, someone else, someone else, somewhere else. ” I am not sad”!


Everyone makes mistakes..they are part of our life, of our existence..they say that you suppose to learn from mistakes..but what happen when you make them over and over without learning anything..? making things just because your instinct say, knowing in a strange way that is wrong…hurting people, lying, being selfish, forget about other people feeling, just for a moment of happinnes…wich is not even real..there`s few mistakes that i regret..but the biggest one is that i don`t understand this feeling that i feel about strange in a strange way..i can`t even describe in words…thinking about you and about all the things that we shared makes me sad, angry and empty inside…and i hate that i don`t know why i feel those things..i`ve made a mistake is true, and i wish i can let this go, i can learn something about that..i won`t probably..i will do the same mistake over and over, trusting people that don`t deserve, and then feeling guilty…but this is probably how is suppose to be..making mistakes that sooner or later will make you pay for them. i wish..i wish i can delete you from my head, i wish i can turn the time back and you to be invisible for me like use to be…but is to late now..i`ve made the mistake already ..

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