Nothing’s to blame

You can’t always blame someone for the things that happen.
Sometimes, the greatest catastrophes are a result of the misfortunate union of a bad time with the wrong place.
But you can’t blame someone for the luck they are distributed, good or bad. Nobody would intentionally want anything bad to happen to them so it’s silly to think that they’d be at fault for it.

We never leave out house expecting of being stabbed while walking alone on the street in broad daylight or kidnapped while standing outside a coffees shop, if we lived trying to prophesize all our misfortunes we’d all be paranoid schizophrenics.
Which is why, we all start our day with a layout of the positive version of how we would like to spend it.

This doesn’t make us stupid, ignorant, naive or worthy of being blamed for an unforeseen attack, it just makes us human.

You can’t expect to live safely without being extra careful; the worlds too rotten a place.
You can’t expect to live blissfully while being extra careful; the world is too rotten a place.


I Challenge You.

You call me weak
so try putting on your best smile and happiest voice when someone calls you without complaining once.
I challenge you.

You call me weak
handle pain so deep, that cutting your own skin feels relieving without fearing death.
I challenge you.

You call me weak
buy a ticket onto the roller coaster ride I’ve been on for the past 3 years, without telling anyone.
I challenge you.

You call me weak
try dreaming about something killing you and silence the fear that makes you look over your shoulder.
I challenge you.

You call me weak
go to school and give it your full best by switching off your emotions and concentrating, when you can’t.
I challenge you.

You call me weak
try taking the blame for something you can’t control, all because you’re too embarrassed to tell anyone.
I challenge you.

You call me weak
try living a normal happy life, when you don’t feel normal, or happy. At all.
I challenge you.

You call me weak
try being called weak and pathetic when you know the struggle you so strongly fight everyday in silence.
I challenge you.

You call me weak
try knowing that in the end, it’s only you that will be by your side when you need someone comforting.
I challenge you.

You call me weak
try showing your vulnerability to the world in an attempt to get better while facing the judgers.
I challenge you.


I push myself for you
to keep you happy, to see that smile on your face
you don’t seem to ever appreciate it
you probably can’t imagine how tough it is for me
to put my emotions behind your needs
you push me into a corner till I have to lie
just to get some space for my emotions
but then that fills me with guilt
which makes me feel worse
so then it’s like either I suffocate myself for you
or then I drown myself with guilt just so I can breathe
I’m so lost.
I’m so tired.
I’m so done.
But I can’t live without you.
Because in the most literal way,
I’m living for you.
So either I suffocate myself for you
or then I drown myself with guilt just so I can breathe.

Black Rainbows..

I feel as though I’m trapped in a city of lifeless emotions and black rainbows.
The clouds seem to shine more than the atmosphere of this place.
The smell of judgment and pain is filling my nose.
The streets are all clogged with broken images of who I am.
I’m so lost in a place I built full of people that walk by me without recognizing me.


There she sat, thinking about the wrong guy all over again.
How is it possible to love two people? One more than the other, the one she was with. But the other nonetheless.
If he found about about this, he’d be furious. It was forbidden for her to have anything to do with him after all that had happened. The jealously would drive him to draw blood. She feared for his safety, but missed him more than anything.
Not having him in her life after being so dependent on him made her weak, dreary, sad.
But the weaker she got, the stronger her relationship with him got. He knew something was wrong. No matter how much she lied about being fine, he could tell she wasn’t as happy as she used to be.
She might have successfully blamed it on a lot of other believable things, but for how long?
Till she ran out of convincing reasons? Or till she couldn’t take it anymore?
She couldn’t lose him. She truly did love him.
How naive how her to want the best of both worlds just for once.
The best of two worlds that were very aware of each other, and were almost polar opposites.
One kind, caring, an asylum for her sensitivity but unable to grant her freedom and the other strong, protective but somewhat harsh on her weaknesses.
She knew what had to be done. But she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
She knew what she’d be getting into.
She didn’t want to hurt either of them, but blame her for being so helpless without either one.

You can’t hide from who you are… So be yourself! Be Proud to be YOU.

Always be yourself.
Make-up can temporarily paint over your flaws.
Pretending can temporarily fool people into thinking you’re something you’re not.
But eventually, when all the make-up washes off and you’re too sick and tired to pretend anymore,
Your true inner self stumbles out from behind the mess.
And if you try pretending you’re someone you aren’t for too long,
Then those foolish enough to fall for it will not understand the sudden change in you.
Ironically, the change will actually be who you are, but they won’t know that because they were too accustomed to your facade.

If you want people to like you for who you really are,
Have the guts to show them who you really are.
Everyone is beautiful. It’s all the lying and make-up that masks our inner beauty.

You think anyone really loves a person that’s always being fake?
Be careful. If you pretend too long, you might end up forgetting who you really are.
And when that happens, you’ll be lost in a world full of the posters you painted for yourself.
Confused whether the real you is the one you want to be, or the one you are right now.

Insane. I Can’t BELIEVE i didn’t get this one.


Which way is the bus below traveling?

To the left or to the right?

Can’t make up your mind?
Look carefully at the picture again.

Still don’t know?. Look again… 


Pre-schoolers all over the United States
were shown this picture asked the same question.
90% of the pre-schooler’s gave this answer.

‘The bus is traveling to the left.’

When asked, ‘Why do you think the bus is traveling to the left?’

They answered:
‘Because you can’t see the door to get on the bus.’ 

How do you feel now ???


I know, me too.

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