May 2013
2 posts
Oppression
antithisandthat:
Oppression Is not the veil on my sisters face.
Oppression is when you invade her home land and massacre her family.
Oppression is not the covering of my sisters body which she chose to embrace.
Oppression is when you send drones over Somalia manually.
August 2011
2 posts
You know what irritates me the most? Skinny girls who claim that they love food...
July 2011
5 posts
You know what I think love should be like? Low expectations for high outputs....
You know you’re from Singapore when you’re afraid to have the...
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...
June 2011
4 posts
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...
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...
Learning to understand the circumstances.
You learn to understand very early in your life that you can’t always be expecting from someone no matter who they are to you, especially the ones you love. I think that is what Adele is all about, learning to understand the circumstances. Her pain does not come from the ability to choose the man that she wants to be with, its the pain that she can’t be with the one she loves. I have...
May 2011
8 posts
Every time I look at you, it is the most beautiful place I have ever been to.
Take lots of pictures, not of sights, don’t take pictures of buildings....
Its not boring, its just that you’re not trying.
You think I don’t want her to be happy, I want her to be happy. I want to...
Note to self: Stop eating already, you’re fat, hideous and you snore....
I am clearly not the only person who is tormented by insecurities and has a self...
You know it’s never fifty-fifty in a marriage. It’s always...
– Jodi Picoult (Mercy)
April 2011
2 posts
It's just immensely ridiculous how I can't ...
Probably because it will make me feel that I’m the one that is overreacting, irrational or maybe even crazy or just that I don’t want to be misunderstood or be entirely dismissed. I just want a peace of mind when worry seems to be the enemy and jealousy is a friend.
I can’t help the point I’m trying to make because I am trying to make sense out of it. Or maybe matters...
A night never to be trusted for emotions.
So a lot of you guys are going to head home and either receive texts in the dead of the night or actually compose them, that are not going to be fully representative of how you’ll feel for the rest of the day or the rest of the week. But you’ll be reaching out and if you’re not reaching out, you’ll have someone else reaching out to you. And your friends and your brain and your morals and...
February 2011
1 post
You are the amalgamation of all the pretty pictures of girls on Tumblr.
January 2011
6 posts
Only love the boys who love you more than you do. No. 1 advice to not getting...
Do not take advice about love from anyone who are not in love. Chances are they...
We are not the children of town. We spend our weekends home with our loved ones...
Fighting it alone.
It’s not my fault that I can’t articulate feelings as well as you do but it doesn’t hurt for you to try and find out or at least make me feel better. You have no idea how much I’m missing you right now. It’s not fair. I feel so lonely sometimes, I can’t help it. I feel subdued because I’m fighting it alone.
December 2010
5 posts
Something to call our own.
I need to tell you that I love you not because it’s a confession of my verbal feel. It’s a call to your soul to be eternally intertwined into something glorious and majestic. Something to call our own.
How am I supposed to know what you want when you don’t know what you want?
What you want.
You girls always expect us to know what you want without telling you what is it. What the fuck is that all about? What about us? What about the boys you claim to love so much? Do you know what we want? Do you even care? Everything does not revolve around you all the time. We are as needy for your attention, for your love and for your embrace. Fuck this shit. Seriously, fuck this. I’m going...
"How did you do it?"
Well, I am trying to get in her heart, not her pants.
November 2010
4 posts
Sometimes I feel like I need you more than you need me.
I find the statement “big tits don’t count if you’re...
My statement still stands: You know you’re fucked if your partner is a...
October 2010
2 posts
Behind every beautiful girl is a teenage years full of poor decisions of falling...
I don’t want to fight with you to show that I love you. I want to love you...
September 2010
2 posts
"Why you Muslims only ask for forgiveness once a...
“I find that unavailing. We *insertotherthanIslam* ask for forgiveness more than that a year.” That’s dismissive and I resent that. When was the last time you actually apologized a person who have done you wrong? How many people that you hate looking at their face just because they did you wrong in the past that you have forgiven them and accepted them back into your...
You know what’s the best thing about having a best friend as your partner?...
August 2010
4 posts
Justification of a woman’s victimisation.
I have been thinking about this and it has been bothering me terribly. I can’t seem to get it down. Countless and countless of my dearest female friends or friend of a friend’s had this happened to them and I do not understand why. This happens in adults which I have always been kept in the dark about which additionally, I’ve dismissed. I’ve found out that it stemmed...
You want so badly to be treated like a princess and of course you deserve it but...
You know what's a deal breaker?
You talking smack about my relationship. Of all the times you weren’t there to love me, she was. The person who was making “trouble” you were talking about was the one who put action into her advice, not just empty ones from behind the computer screen. It doesn’t mean that you being here for me, on and off, roughly about 3 months apart was something you could carry your weight around...
I'm stripped to the bones.
I’ve absolutely nothing to give you neither do I have to offer ‘cept myself. I’m handing myself to you in a very unpolished platter not because it belongs to you, it is because that’s all I’ve got, not because I want you to repair me, it is because you make me perfect, not in a sense that it makes any sense of the word but it’s more of how you make me feel by...
June 2010
9 posts
"How does it to feel to love someone?"
How does it feel? Its enriching. It strips you free from your insecurities, it puts your soul out physically for everyone to see and brings you to life. It turns your world into everything it wants to be. Its not about wanting someone, its about needing him or her, in many ways than one and sometimes you may never get it back but its alright. The love that you give will return to you someday...
If you spent a good part of your life with failed...
The problem has to be you. You don’t meet the wrong guys, you chose to be with them. So ladies, deprive the good boys of your hurtful remarks to the all the guys(which you always seem to hyperbolise out of proportion) like how you have deprived them of your attention & affection.
Everything I was too afraid to say to her;
I would say in a song with strength. Presence, I am a coward. In music, I am brave. I am Arthur. I am every hero in Victor Hugo’s books. I am Marius. I am #24601. I am John Galt.