Will It Matter?

So i found a letter i wrote to someone few months back and in the letter i wrote losing that person was my biggest fear. based on this i have a new mantra and it's "6 months from now, will this matter?". Honestly, it doesn't matter. I lost that person, and i'm still here. I mean, the things we think would ruin us end up making us. What i thought would be the absolute end of me became something that gave me so much. We must always ask ourselves this before deciding whether something would make or break us, in a given time frame, will it matter? will you even remember it? will it make sense?. 

Princess

Believe whatever you want to believe but The Princess always ends up with the prince. At the end of the day, regardless of peoples beliefs that love is diverse and open and the princess may end up with the pauper but who are we kidding? Princesses go for Princes. We must not settle for less than we deserve, if the princess feels strongly that she deserves a Prince, then she must settle for a Prince, never less. She must love herself enough to know what she deserves.

Once upon a time, the princess had no idea who she was, she didn't know what she wanted and her idea of life was below mediocre. Along came the pauper, he was kind and she taught she could love him so she gave him a chance. She turned the pauper into an outstanding husband without even trying. The princess taught she had it all. Coming from a family where she was beyond loved with a father that would kill for her, she was happy. naive princess did not know, the man she taught she loved was not whom she wanted. She began to read and find herself, she realised she deserved more than the pauper. She did not not want him because he was a pauper, she realised her beliefs and his beliefs were total opposites. Within a short period of time, the pauper left the little princess, he broke her heart and she cried for nights. Knowing full well that she deserved more than the pauper, she still let herself hurt over him. Little Princess hurt, healed and learned. She buried her heart far away in the depths of her soul and plunged herself into a life of books. She read and read, learned and learned, changed her life, loved herself enough to fully understand who she was and what she wants. Little Princess realised what true happiness really is. For her it was finding something she loved, the love of books, and letting it consume and overwhelm her.

Morale of the story is, you must first know who you are before you can involve yourself with another. you must embark yourself on a journey at some point in your life to truly get to know what it is you are living for and if that which you are living for is worth dying for.

My Place

There is a yearning in my heart,
A yearning for a place,
A place Far far away,
A place i have never been.

A place where noone goes,
A place where i can be myself,
A place to find myself.

It occupies me and consumes me,
I must escape,
From the emptiness that surrounds me,
Before this place destroys me.

The Breakfast Club

Watched The Breakfast Club for the first time today and i was blown away...it is like the coolest movie, it made me understand something...People are all different,my idea of a problem is not your idea of a problem and your idea of a problem is not my idea of a problem. People are what they are, someone tried to kill himself because he got one F in school, it may seem stupid but it's not. That's his idea of a problem, his main concern is to get an A and not getting that pushed his button. So what i am trying to say exactly is, when we stop being judgemental and accept people for who they are and what they believe in, then we could all get along and the world would be all rainbows and roses. When we truly open up our hearts to people, try not to understand them even, just accept them for who they are try not to change them, that is what this life is trying to teach us i think, but the world has gone far and it's almost too late for people to be open and nonjudgemental, to not be condescending, to be honest and just be who we are regardless of what people think. It's not that easy but then, today could be the first day of the rest of your life.

A Story of Love.

I saw him walk away from the crowd,
My heart leaped and i couldn't breathe,
I went after him,
He did not see me,
I walked slowly past a fountain,
Out by the trees i saw him stand,
Beautiful as ever,
I tried to touch him but i couldn't,
Yet i felt joy and my heart screamed,
My head exploded with colours and sugar,
I felt feelings i had never felt,
A nut turned in my stomach as he turned,
He gave me that smile that i so remember and he took my hand,
We stood by the trees and stared into each others eyes,
I missed him, I missed him more than words could,
"Why did you have to leave"? i cried,
"I wanted you to find me" he replied,
And wiped my tears,
His hands were cold and oh so soft,
I couldn't bare to lose him again,
He kissed my eyes and told me between my sobs,
"This time its forever, you found me",
And i believed him,
We sat by the trees all night long,
The sun faded and the moon rose,
Time stopped and we were Infinite,
We are forever.

Some of you might find this offensive or stupid but then this is my opinion and your opinions are welcomed and can be shared in the comments section.


I am upset right now and this is not usually my kind of post but i think you will be seeing more posts like this. Anyways the source of my anguish this night is none other than the public asking us to donate for every single thing. Now don't get me wrong, donating is a good thing, i always force my parents to donate to charity organisations but lately its like people think the world is stupid. Like there are people out there actually in need of help. Like people affected by natural disasters, homeless people, these are people that need food and shelter and truly money can help but then its like the world thinks money can fix everything. i found this in a site that donates money to the Sandy Hook victims and this is what the page says "This fundraiser is focused on helping the teachers and families who lost loved ones and students in the Sandy Hook shooting in Newtown, CT. This money will go towards anything these families need in their time of mourning and grieving, to get them on their feet, to give them hope, and everything else. To know that there are people out there that want to help support them and make school and learning feel safe, secure, and a good place to be again."

Really, money can fix a broken heart?? for some reason this got me very angry. and please don't misunderstand, i am not insensitive, believe me i am probably the most sensitive people out there but this just feels wrong and if i lost someone i loved and u give me money i would be overly offended. Like, sometimes all we need is some space to grieve or a shoulder to cry or simply a hug. Money can not bring back the dead and it certainly cannot replace the person you love. To get them on their feet?? to give them hope?? when did money start giving hope?? hope that the person u love will come back??really?? Giving them money to buy material worldly things justifies killing their kids??? this organisation does not say anything about getting to the bottom of what really happened and why it happened.

What people need to do is walk up to washington and demand to see whomever is in charge and let him/her know shit is wrong. I mean you give a child a lollipop sure he is going to suck on it. You allow people to carry guns around just because a piece of paper they signed gives them a licence to carry it around, sure they are going to start shooting up things. and sadly they didn't shoot birds or deers, they shot little kids. That is just sick and the fact that the government allows people to have guns is just sickening.
i know people would say it is safe if it is for self defense. Is it?? is it really for self defense?? and if there is more security in the world, people wouldn't need to think about owning guns to protect themselves. and people lose their shit sometimes and go nuts and oh look, i remembered to get a gun while i was sane so why not use it now and break hearts all over.

Something is wrong somewhere and someone needs to look into it.

This Love

One winter night,

With the wind in my hair,

And the cold electrifying my fingers,

I feel inlove,

Love so strong,

It overwhelmed my mind,

Its flames erupted through my heart,

Like the fires of mount Doom,

It burned my skin,

A glowing red,

My face flourished,

Like the desert sun,

I could not breath,

I could not think,

This love was strong,

It consumed me,

Although it hurt,

I was in no pain,

This love made me smile,

Like the morning sun,

It was ecstatic,

I was in a daze,

One winter night,

I cried happy tears,

My tears flowed,

A warm trickle,

Like the summer lake,

It was euphoric,

One winter night,

I fell inlove,

This love was different,

I found my ONE.