A Thin Line Between Love and Friendship

I wanted to kiss her, but of course I didn’t. I wondered why I resisted, when in the past I had always followed my impulses with not much thought of consequences. Maybe because it didn’t feel like a game with her… the way it had with so many others before. Maybe because I had more to lose. Blurring the line between friendship & attraction was a surefire way to lose a friend.

live.laugh.love.locs

I must admit, I saw it coming. I had that uneasy feeling and a few of my close male friends have warned me about this inevitability. “You know guys and girls can’t be friends right? especially close friends.”  Maybe.

First Trial, Peaceful 31st Night and Turning 26

Any attempt to blog frequently has become harder and harder for me. As comforting and relaxing as it can be for me to blog during my leisure time, the lack of free time has forced me to spend the little I have managed to squeeze out to catch up on sleep.

Yours

Perfectly said. Soooo me.

I tend to view the world with some sort of cynicism. I don’t gel well with people I’ve just met because I feel socially awkward around them. Sometimes, I can’t tell if I’m really that way or I make myself out to behave that way as a defense mechanism. Maybe both. I don’t really trust myself or people around me to let my guard down. I feel like the things I say or do may someday be used against me. I am nervous, my fight or flight mechanism is perpetually in overdrive.

Then there are certain people who come into my life and somehow manage to break my walls down, slowly but surely. And then the words are tumbling out of my mouth too quick and before I know it my entire being – my feelings, my thoughts, my memories, my secrets, my heart.. Everything is suddenly theirs to keep, to safeguard.

And then I get scared. Because those are the people who always end up leaving me, taking parts of me I never get back again.

Big Boys Don’t Cry

Why? why do people say that? why don’t guys cry? or why do they lie about it? what’s so bad about letting those tears roll down your cheek?

Let me jam my foot in the door here. I am a guy, and I remember the last time I cried. ok, admittedly, I don’t cry very often. but its not like I don’t cry at all. and each time i do, its the most human feeling I have ever felt.

Human Labels

Why do we put labels on everything? The human race is organized and placed neatly into categories: black, white, fat, skinny, pretty, ugly, gay, straight, able, disabled, et cetera. It is this type of organization that creates chaos in our world.

A Smiley Morning

There are days, when you wake up in the morning with a beatific smile on your face. There is no real reason why it should be there. On the contrary, you should be extremely tired, cranky and agitated given how long and stressful the week has been. Yet, you have this smile and you feel happy.

Learn to Let Go

Extract of this courtesy of runawaytrain.

Emotional Bleeding

And you tap me on my shoulder…..

At that moment I realized how freaking pathetic I am. How desperate I am. Its not the first time, of course I know, the last two times weren’t any difference. You know the feeling you get when you are holding on the edge of a rope struggling and you know you are losing your grip, little by little you are slipping but you still hold on with all of your might.

Perfect Moment – Waiting Part II

You’re destiny is virtually impossible to predict perfectly. Absolutely anything can happen.  Why do you wait if you may never get that supreme opportunity in the end?

Delusional Freedom ?

Was introduced to a stranger today. He doesn’t want to change the world. He has decided that he will not got to University and get any qualification. He believes that he does not need them. He wants to grow his own vegetable/fruit garden, sow his own clothes, live off his musical instrument and never get a “big boys’” job. He told me: