August 2010
1 post
True friendship isn’t being inseparable, it’s being separated and nothing changes.
Probably, true friendship is the only constant in life?
July 2010
3 posts
“Why didn’t you call?” “Why did you leave without saying goodbye?” “You’re supposed to be my best friend” “I miss you so much” and i love you very much also.
So many people enter and leave your life. Hundreds and thousands of people. You have to keep the door open so they can come in, but it also means you have to let them go. - Jonathan Safran Foer
“If only”. Those must be the two saddest words in the world. - Mercedes Lackey
June 2010
1 post
Math tells us three of the saddest love stories: Of parallel lines, who were never meant to meet. Of tangent lines, who were together once then parted forever. And of asymptotes, who could only get closer and closer, but could never be together
May 2010
1 post
i'm human too
I’m human. i am happy for your success while at the same time i can’t help but to feel pathetic, lousy and sad over my failure. Sorry for being unable to be that happy for you though your success was mine. For I’m human.
April 2010
2 posts
Don’t give me this feeling, I’ll only believe it Make it real or take it all away - The Corrs: Don’t say you love me
“I love you also means I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that no one loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else. ” - Jonathan Safran Foer Do such love actually exist? In as much as i...
February 2010
2 posts
All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee to me. - William Shakespeare, Sonnet “XLIII”
It’s pretty scary to realise that my life revolves around that one person whose life is independent of my existence.
January 2010
1 post
Life isn’t fair. However, because life isn’t fair to everyone, life is ultimately fair.
December 2009
4 posts
I love to sleep for long hours, so that i can imagine you are right here with me and hoping to see you in my dreams.
Never be desperate for anything. It only makes you look pathetic.
My uncontrolled emotions brought me here.
Who am I to you that i can freely express -i missed you terribly- to you?