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When do you stop loving?

Is it when I don’t see your name in my call log

or when I start calling you by your first name?

Is it when long nights are made longer because there is no one to talk to

or when you look away?

Is it when I can’t smell you on my clothes anymore

Or when your number begins to slip from my mind?

Is it when I stop thinking of you

Or when I stop dreaming of your eyes?

Is it when I don’t recognize the expression on your face

or when you have your hands around her waist?

Is it when I haven’t seen you in nine months

or when you haven’t kissed me in eleven?

Is it when you are no longer the voice whispering in my ear

or when he sings our song and I hum along?

Is it when everything seems smaller because I can’t tell you about it

Or is it when I try not think of you when I wake up?

Is it when I hope the timing was wrong

or is it when I hope the chemistry was amiss?

Is it when I sleep with his breath on my neck

Or is it when your words leave my head?

Is it when you lie to me

or is it when you walk away?

When do I stop loving you?

Is it when you give up on me

or is it when I give in?

 

You left, you were right

now let go of my mind

Stop growing in, filling the vessels

the veins, the words

When do you stop loving?

When do I stop loving you?

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.. you wanted to know why

I was going to send this to this guy who I’ve been talking to and sleeping with for the past six months and something happened and this what I was going to send him, except that he’s an ass and I won’t. 

I wish I could take back the poem I wrote, thank god I didn’t send it to him. Not that I would have.

Anyway this is what I Wrote, hope you have a good laugh over it Imaginary audience. It’s anything but funny. Honestly. Lost of emo-shiz going on down there

“See, the thing is I don’t know what am I doing and what are we doing, I mean I know what we are ‘doing’ It’s just that I don’t know how or why or what and it frustrates me because I generally have control over things, except when I am drunk even then when I’m sober I figure things out, chalk them out and keep my priorities and head clear.
And then there’s you. 
You are magic and I can’t figure you out and I hate not being able to figure people out. I’ve no idea whatsoever as to what goes around in your head or your opinion of things etc etc and even when I ask you, I presume you aren’t lying but I wonder how much of the truth are you hiding.
And you know every damn thing about me, you fuck with my head a lot more than I’d admit in person and I don’t like it. 
Because you are all secretive and confidential and hushed, and I understand but It’s tiring and it’s tedious

and I hate being understanding, I usually get my way.
And I don’t like having close friends or telling people about ‘whatever’ unless I’m sure they are here to stay or whatever which I’m not of you and it makes me uncomfortable. It’s like I’ll have to pry you open with a crowbar to know even the teeniest of things. 

I don’t know what you are, I know you are a guy and a wonderful one that too but I’m intimate with you and it’s uh.. it’s been 6 months and I don’t do six months, or six dates. I either end things or they go on and on, and tbh I’m just dreading the point when things run their course and without an explanation you disappear, even if you disappear with a logical, rational, perfectly sensible explanation it won’t help. 

And things will get complicated, they always do and they always are specially in my head as much as I try to keep them simple, straight. And I don’t like complicated, anything complicated. I don’t like Math, history and complicated. 

 

I don’t like it when people I care for leave, because I don’t stop caring for them once they do and it drives me crazy not knowing how they are and what they are upto and if they are okay.

I love most people I care for, I do. Honest-to-god-do-anything-for-them kind, and mostly it’s simple and I don’t get over things. I’m super emotional (true that, my friend), cranky, dramatic etc despite my “awesomeness” It takes me years to get over the tiniest of things and I cn’t fight with people. I can’t and I dont do that and I hate confrontations, I’d rather go without chicken for 3 weeks straight than have the “talk” 
and I hate not-knowing. 
and I don’t know anything.
you.

Despite all your theories about me, I am a simple person. I may not seem like that but I am. I love my family and friends, do things I like and get attached to things, have dealt with shit (not a lot of it, but alittle) in the past and I like to keep things simple.

And It just hit me then, the magnitude of what I am or have been doing and I was scared or  whatever of the repercussions.  

Anyway, That’s all. 

you are rude and nasty but then you are nice and gentle. See, he left so will you because people leave and like him you’ll hurt me and disappear and I won’t be able to get over it and it sucks.

Doodle101

 

 

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OKAY PEOPLE DO NOT LAUGH.

Lame, lame attempt at sketching this super awesome sketch I saw online and I really wanted to draw it, hence this thing here.
I might give it to a friend, If IF IF If it’s good enough and if I can’t manage to find any money till then. Ok then. bye.

Here’s the original.All the credit for the original goes to te original artist, the name is mentioned in the picture and most credits for my picture also go to his/her image because i just copied it. 

So thank you. 

 

 

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Can one eat Football?

This Mural created by the Brazilian Street Artist Paulo Ito on May 10, 2014 on the doors of his school house is São Paulo has gone Viral on the interweb.
The vivid image of a Brazilian child wit nothing to eat, but a football is as hard-hitting as it is heart-breaking.
I love football and I’m counting days till the world cup begins (19 days, whooop!) but this here, made me not only re-think but reconsider almost everything I like or believe in. Is it fair on not moral but on the grounds of humanity that Countries, countries with hundreds of thousands of people who are starving, dying, who lack the basic health, food and education necessities spends hundreds of millions to satisfy the entertainment needs of a few hundred million.
I’m not demeaning or trivialising the sport here, I think sports are important and bring a country together, team spirit, patriotism, happiness, love and all that jazz. I know Football is religion in European countries and a few other nations, but honestly shouldn’t we all stop and think if a child should go hungry because certain individuals(myself, included!) need constant change and excitement in their mode of entertainment.
A country like Brazil which like India has a HUGE population and not enough resources or money to fulfill the needs of it’s people, Should a country like Brazil hold the World Cup? People are going hungry, they had hiked the bus fares and health care systems but after people protested they let go of it but not completely.

People are suffering.
When Paulo Ito in a chat with the Slate via facebook chat said,” The truth is there is so much wrong in Brazil that it is difficult to know where to start, I didn’t mean [to say] nobody is doing anything against poverty,” he said of the mural. “But we need to show the world or ourselves that the situation is still not good.” He also explained,“People already have the feeling and that image condensed this feeling,”

We can’t really eat footballs or cricket bats, can we?

Because if we could, this world would be a better place and perhaps happier.

For further information Here’s the link to the original article I read http://www.slate.com/blogs/the_spot/2014/05/20/paulo_ito_world_cup_a_brazilian_street_artist_has_created_the_world_cup.html?utm_content=bufferb0ecd&utm_medium=social&utm_source=twitter.com&utm_campaign=buffer#

What would you tell your daughter?

So today my best friend read this article on thought catalog 101 things that I will teach my daughter. It is a beautiful article, It really is.

101 things I will teach my daughter, Here’s the link:
http://thoughtcatalog.com/leah-froehle/2014/03/101-things-i-will-teach-my-daughters/

Anyway after she read it she told me,”I saw that post on what would you tell your daughter and then I wondered what would I tell her. I thought what I would tell you is what I would tell her. So this is what I would tell you”

And then she sent me this:

“I would tell you to live wise but when has happiness come out of anything wise

I would tell you to live well but when has living well made us soar

I would tell you to put your chin up and look ahead but when has looking back not made us smile

When has sucking our stomachs in and conforming to relationship norms ever been our answer to finding true love

So no I won’t tell you how to breathe and how to fly I will tell you though to find your happiness.

No matter where it lies And not just happiness for today and tomorrow but happiness for life

If its behind the pages of books or under someone’s sheets or in the way the cold feels as it melts beneath your feet

If its staying in a shared apartment with people you don’t know in a strange land

or in a bus full of strange men who play in a band

Whatever it is and wherever it is, find it. Want it and love it.

Do it now because it should be something that makes you happy even when you lay your head down to sleep for the last time.

You are the only one who will live your life and the only one to write in its pages.

Don’t be stuck out here, living in other people’s cages”

 

This is the single most beautiful thing that I’ve read And I have the best best friend in the world, I can never thank my stars enough for her. I think everyone needs to read this because 

1. It’s beautiful

2. It’s honest and real

3. I like to brag about having the best best friend in the world. yes. This is me showing off how much she loves me. 

Imaginary audience, are you jealous?

Oh, you should be. You should be.

So tell me, What would you tell your daughter?

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