danceswithfaeriesunderthemoon:
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Ew, what? This is gross ._.
I would NOT marry a cousin.
I’m Arab, but my family don’t think it’s fine for cousins to marry each other.. Maybe it’s just certain Arab cultures?
This explains alot now to me. I’ve never heard Arabs talking about it or even acknowledging it until now. which sheds quite a bit of light for me about their culture. They marry within the family, to keep their wealth WITHIN their families. talk about being hard up.
You know what I think love should be like? Low expectations for high outputs. Let’s not think as much as we should but love each other as much as possible. If that makes any sense at all.
You know you’re from Singapore when you’re afraid to have the reserved seats on an empty train because someone might snipe a picture of you and put it on stomp.
I cried in the house of God praying that He would hear me.
I wish people made time for me.
Please don’t give me the you believe in less is more bullshit. I’ve seen you in less clothes than I can barely cover my crotch. Which is probably what separates you from the likes of Emma Watson.
I wish someone loved me like how I loved her.
The only reason nice guys finish last because they are the last ones picked, not because of their lack of trying.
I’ve never felt like this.
Awake, unrelenting bashes of insecurity while blank eyes staring at an even blanker computer screen, dangerously warm from its 16 hour usage to cure pure loneliness or rather just disgusting presence of the pure feeling of having nothing to do or no one to talk to.
Probably the inability to reconnect, rediscover or recoup the damage that has been done or maybe even manifesting itself in ways that one could not see. What is the worst kind, you ask? Having the company but still feeling bastardizing alone in all ways imaginable. Its like mocking you right in the face.
Maybe the ability to be so scared to make mistakes that it might jeopardize the whole circumstance in its entirety.
