dont want to miss a thing

Top 5 rules. No strings attached, got to have to be smooth talker, super charismatic, always be the heartbreaker not the heartbroken, live! …………………………………………….

It’s been an age since people has feeling literally since the formation of mankind. even Adam and Eve, has their feeling perhaps nothing very complicated but they had theirs and so love started from the ancient Casanova to Romeo and all today’s common heartbreaker usually “the perfect guy” rich ,good-looking never the right  attitude. These people are favorites of whom I called ladies and perhaps people blinded by this category of heartbreaker. This write out is about to tell you the story that happened else how. Not much of good looks, not much of a rich guy. Just a smooth talker with a right attitude and an impossible mission, turning all frowns that he knows off upside-down. He does feel the rainbows and butterflies inside him just never long enough to share with the person he once loved most. Deep inside he know he’ll need to pay it back by hook or by crook. Not knowing much or nevertheless he knows not the amount of people that’ll fall for him. Life goes on as we lived we perhaps like an alien found by human something unseen is always wanted. Like a diamond for people nowadays or how the Mayan people tries to harvest the rainbow. It fails with no veil or pays just literally end. People just wana have things they don’t have and that kills because it’s denying the nature rule of love. Love takes two which means u got to have loved a feeling of warmth and all inside you among each other but no! Now money, cold hard cash is in the way. Orders of playing by the rule today all still depends on 2 ways, first you’re born with a silver spoon rich and famous already second u get to be born too but just the same bloody day everyone went and gone through. Thus denying the nature seems to be the wick of it. Call it a hunch but as i know nobody gives a damn.

Part 1.

iheartsourlollies:

As much as i hate to admit it…homesickness is kicking in right now, and all i want more than ever is to be in the comfort of my own bed, my own home. I’m starting to hate it here.

Living on your own is so fucking depressive. I feel so trapped in this enclosed little room, with no one to talk to. I hate having my meals alone, going home to no one, doing everything in this fucking room…alone.

3 more years.

I don’t know how much longer i can persevere.

U need a friend.

nafisafishi:

I need to get over this depression of getting sucky results. Past is past. So look in the future and push yourself to the limit.

And all I need from you people is support. Tell me I can do it. Please. I really need it.

You can more than do it lady. Its all in your hands. =)

you’ve got 24 hours left ? what do next ?

run to the nearest store rob them ? or spent all your time searching the holy grail?      it all comes again to making choices ? why rob the poor when u can rob the rich? why frown when you can smile. the extremes of life all comes to this point when we make all the right choices. death-promoter or life-giver all in a chance like a shot of used needles by those infected.

morphine, well known as one of the best pain-killer on earth you say? there is a pain no drugs can take away. i was right loving you? so right things wont go the same. i knew we were from two different world. as much as i deny we don’t belong together as much as it shows we do. each time i held your hands dancing i’d gave it all up matters not how less you love me or how much others love you i’ll be the no.1 contender for you. need no to say how much i do you know i’d walk to the moon or a thousand miles just to say i do girl. reason in my life you might not be all but definitely a monstrous part of it and so much that no matter how long my knees are on the floor no one will answer the prayers.

those time when your tears came down i told myself to kept every single one of them from the floor i knew nobody could love you more than i do. seems like it was yesterday when we declare our undying love for each other, it crashed like the stock market crashed a entrepreneur just a million time harder. i loved you for who you are needless to be tough or strong its not like that at all. all the crazy things we did and said always reminds me of how luck gave people hope and laughter. u are girl you are everywhere in my life. i never wanna let go no not a to a psycho freak who thinks he can jump over barbed fences. 

when you said we had what it takes ? what does it feel when its already gone and torn, everybody needs a chance to love and so girl try with me. remember how i held you and drank the hot cup of coffee with you on my lap? remember how scared you were when we lived in these jungle house when u tried to shower or the times we danced and you complained me being a little slower? i loved all those, LOVED

ps: no sunlight nor clear skies, without you.                                                                                       pinky promise, i’d try to win each time. <3

Up in smoke, you’ve lost another lover like a fallen angel
As you take a hit off your last cigarette that fills the open air
Strung out, burned out just like your broken heart
Yeah you’re down on your luck this time you’re thinking
And you don’t give a huh ? i guess not anymore
Till the best part of you starts to twitch you know not what hurts
Ain’t that a bitch now
Freaked out today, right now or tomorrow it doesn’t matter
I’m alone now
I feel just like I’m losing my mind again, without you
because love is like the right dress on the wrong girl
You never know what you’re gonna find till you’ve got it all
You’re probably think you’re high and fine as wine
Then you wind up like a dog in a ditch, define freak out now

Love now is like a wrong turn on a cold winter night
In a daze and throws of emotion
when you see God in the Devil’s eyes
Then you fall so far from grace so hard you wouldn’t know a kiss
If it was on your face

Another Day dreaming under the sunshine,
another day gone and wasted.
Once again our life slips past the fine line,
between fufilment and fustration.



The suicidal man knows not,
of the gift he receives at birth.
takes for granted even what kings have sought,
a fool, who deserves damnation.




When death comes knocking at one’s door,
only then does one truly understand,
that life is precious and worth living for,
It is beautiful, and god-given.

so it go from hero to zero now, iTunes did its job playing the same songs sometimes over and over again. Amusingly true, life perhaps is a song playing with no replay button and each time u heard the song its just different from the first time you’ve heard you favorite song playing on the radio. no its not about best friend being the radio talking to you all night and cried herself to sleep by dawn, its about best friend being your favorite song that always comes with a expiry period.

best before the following date. each date fades away closer and closer to expiry each time you forget something. it doesnt mean u gotta chase after it but when its time to go even the mighty aid would be useless. like a love song perhaps that arouses both our feelings when we met taking the pick to elect and take charge of each other with no boundaries. speechless much there is just one question for us all . 

BEST FRIENDS DOES PERHAPS DOES MORE THEN JUST UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER , THEY DO STUPID THINGS TOGETHER MINUS THE STUPID THINGS IS IT STILL BEST FRIEND ? doubts.

answer might just be like them we used to fear of losing each other and possibly the only way is get over with it. 

p/s - justkiddingimwritestoyou.