Self Reliance

I look at you in the mirror and I say:
“Please take care of me baby”.


Damn Relationship Quotes

We live in an era where social media has set standards too high for men as far as relationships are concerned.
Popular love tweets, quotes and memes have really exaggerated masculinity, to the point where she thinks; “if he doesn’t pay off my mama’s bond then he’s not really into me, or he’s just a total loser”.

I have recently read a quote saying;
“When he really loves you, he’d catch you in bed with another man and just say ‘baby get dressed and let’s go home’”.
And sad truth is that some ladies would really expect him to do that.

These tweets are unrealistic, they expect men to be robots operating with a sole intention to serve her, and overlook that relationships are a two-way street.

You and your woman will disagree on something, she will storm out, and after a couple of minutes she’ll change her profile picture to an image of a young couple all cuddly with a caption; “when he really loves you, he won’t backchat you”.

Relationships are meant to be in between two adults of compatible sound minds, and if they are any unrealistic expectations to be involved, then they should apply to both parties.
These quotes shouldn’t be just about what men should do, but rather about what two people should do when they really love each other, since we rely so much on social media to verify the genuineness of our love. If he is supposed to drop everything when she needs him, she should do the same, no question asked. But, it is rather unfortunate how ladies expect guys to be fine on their own just because they are “men”, like being “men” is inhuman.

Before a man is a man he is just a mere human being in the very same way a woman is, so whatever would make her happy would do just the same for him.
I have seen men love their women the best way they possibly could, and still fail to satisfy her just because he didn’t text her at midnight like the twitter page had said he should when he really loves her.

Never doubt my love for you just because I couldn’t text you at midnight baby, I was asleep baby………………………… and dreaming of you.
And to all these women who come up with these outrageous tweets I say this to you, I hope you all are in loving relationships with tall, handsome and dark men with deep voices, who lick your buttholes, drive you mothers to their doctor’s appointments, hate football and just hanging out with the guys in general, watch over you as you sleep, never fantasize about pornstars and give you guys multiple orgasms, every single night.



When my father was still alive, he was kind of dead to me.
And when he finally died for real, I cried desperately wishing he were still alive;
Even if it was just for me.

I Write Because I’m Lonely

I often say I blog to practice my writing skills and share words of inspiration simultaneously, but one thing I never say is; I blog because I’m lonely, I have no one to talk to but the four walls I am always caged in.

Stuff most people often share in random conversations with their friends has to be formulated to a blog article with me because I have no friends to share it with, what a damn shame.

I have a very lively personality, interesting thoughts and theories and most importantly, such optimism on life that being around me should be “fun”, but judging by the number of friends I have (being zero by the way) it’s not, I guess my need for honesty, relevance and intellectual compatibility has left me estranged from the rest of the world.

I’ve recently started working again, thank heavens, because I had been cramped in my room for about four months straight apparently “working on my first book” that four days would go by without any interaction with other human beings, believe or not.

I do visit my mom on occasion, talk to my little bro about women and stuff, and chat with big sis from time to time, but mostly I’m all alone with my thoughts that haunt me, trouble me, and so one day I decided that the only way to counter contemplating suicide is to start blogging, share my thoughts with the world and in that way I will feel like I am also contributing something to the world.

I often feel like no one really knows me, understands me, my thoughts, feelings, emotions and the internal struggles I go through every day, they just see the awkwardly perverted a**hole with an “abstract” personality, and that’s me being as lenient with myself as I possibly can.

Honestly I am comfortable with being all alone, almost obsessed in fact, and I’d never trade my “privacy” for anything. Every night that I stay up late in total silence, in complete tranquility, and I start to write, about any and everything that comes to mind, in no certain order but just as according to feeling, are undeniably my most blissful moments.
But nevertheless, I’d still appreciate a random text from a random friend on a random day, even if it is just to remind me that they still remember that I’m still alive.


I Wish You Well

I wish on a shooting star,
I wish you are
All you want to be
I wish you are free.

I wish you health,
Happiness, love, wealth
I wish you worth.

I wish all your dreams come true
And they bring you the joy you hope they do
And you have loyal companions too
With best intentions at heart for you,
Like I do.

I wish you wealth
Diamond rings, platinum pearls, gold earrings,
I wish you health,
Oxygen, clean water as pure as your soul is to me,
And for the ground you walk on to worship you,
The birds to sing for you,
And the stars to shine for you.

I wish the starts to shine for you,
better yet, to shine through you.

I wish you life.
I wish you well.