I want to know where you stand on the whole “staying friends with your ex” thing

For me, personally, I think there’s nothing right with being friends after break up. If two people have parted in good terms, what’s to keep them from being friends, right? I mean after all, they do have history, they’ve become lovers and even though that didn’t work out, they still like each other’s company and that’s definitely no reason enough to stay as friends.For bitter breakups or relationships that have ended badly, it’s a lot more difficult.

Usually, people refuse to stay friends with their ex because they’ve been hurt. It may be because they didn’t want the relationship to end in the first place, but unfortunately it has… and they’re just learning to deal with it. As much as possible, they would want to avoid their ex and not be reminded of what used to be, in order for them to really move on. Or maybe, the relationship just ended with both parties hating each other, thus, there’s no possibility for continuing friendship.

It’s also difficult to remain friends when you’re still in love with your ex. I mean, how can you be contented with just being “friends”, right? Every time you see that person, there will always be that longing… deep inside you’re hoping that you’re back together again. So instead of going through even more hurt, you opt not to see that person again, so you could truly move on with your life and find someone new.

There are lots of reasons why people don’t want to be friends with their ex. But in reality, there ARE in fact ex-lovers that end up being friends even right after their breakup. In my opinion, these are fake. First of all,its difficult for a man and woman to be good friends plus ex-lovers,no way.

I think if I have to answer this question myself, I would say, “NO”.

An ex-boyfriend/girlfriend should be a fling forgotten forever.Otherwise its an insult for the partner with whom you are now.Youmay not be attracted to your ex but then there is no point meddling with past,things which ended are better to be left behind,otherwise it hurts.

Monday Blues

Oh finally this weekend was quite the kind I look forward to.Friday night was @ Loveshack with the sounds of Ryan Beck .Saturday I lazed around and then I went shopping @ Jack n Jones where the neon blue and corals are making a pretty mark.Shopping is always so rejuvenating and am planning to go back for more soon.Again I ended up @ Loveshack.Tonight was the night of Tribal Minimal with The NoiseMaker(Italy)/Braindrop(Occulta Records) & The SleepWalker.It was a good good night.Sunday was a perfect lazy day as its supposed to be followed by Agent Vinod and a dash of romance.
The monday blues are hitting me now topped with the hurts which I chose not to express over the weekend.I wish there were painkillers for emotional pain too.I feel like leaving everything behind and rise up above all the mundane hustle bustle and take a break and start things fresh.But few things u can only wish for.

The Imaginary Buffet

This is the time,when I feel am high on Love Potion #9.Whatever I look at,I feel in love with it.Probably there are palette of imaginations which I dont know how to achieve but I still hold on to my dreams,beliefs ; try to be good and see beauty in small things.

What makes me insecure??Wheneva the thought of losing my loved one crosses my mind,I shiver.I shiver at the thought somethings of my life might ruin my dreams.At times,we get so anxious about our future that we miss out on our present.Probably I haven't achieved great guns but I have determined to fight my inner demons and make my life beautiful with the sweetness of small things,burn the evils and float my wishes.

Thursday Three

As a forewarning, I shamelessly persevere as a human being, rather than a furiously typing fitness robot.

Give me a backpack and a pair of sensible shoes, please, I’ve got things to do. I’ve never really felt a lack of inspiration or want to do adventurous and exciting things, but I have felt little lulls here and there. It’s easy to get caught up in the everyday things, think about working every day and signing up for fitness classes and putting gas in your car so you can drive places and making sure you get to bed on time so you can wake up feeling refreshed. That’s fine, sometimes. I just have no desire to go long stretches of just “everyday” living. I want to make sure I’m never too complacent or too content with the way things are that I stop feeling so excited and thrilled at the start of every day for whatever that day brings me. 

SHIPS ARE SAFE IN HARBOUR BUT THATS NOT WHAT SHIPS ARE MEANT FOR

It’s when I feel the most productive, the happiest, and the most excited about the next day. I honestly love the feeling if falling into bed with that good exhaustion feeling at the end of the day—you know what I’m talking about. There’s a reason the word bone-tired exists—because that’s what I feel like, and it’s a very specific feeling. I can get such a case of insomnia when I’m stationary all day, I need to be out and working all my muscles and logging miles and miles a week, because then I crawl into bed at 10 or 11 so happy and sleepy and excited for the next day. Sylvia Plath said it perfectly:

I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. Nothing more than an empty house, the warm hazy weariness from a day spent setting strawberry runners in the sun, a glass of cool sweet milk, and a shallow dish of blueberries bathed in cream. When one is so tired at the end of a day one must sleep, and at the next dawn there are more strawberry runners to set, and so one goes on living, near the earth. At times like this I’d call myself a fool to ask for more…” 

That feeling exactly.

THURSDAY THREE:

1. I’M LUSTING AFTER:

A Hug from my Guy.

2. I’M WISHING:

I’m not wishing for anything…apart from forgetting everything and dancing to some bollywood numbers.

3. I’M DROOLING OVER:

Mall Chinese. I tried to think of something healthy/plant-based that I really, really want to eat, but right now all I can think about is how the lustrous affair that I have with mall Chinese and how much I want me some Chilly Garlic Glass Noodles.

Xtra Day ?? How about an Xtra Week ??

I got an extra day this year and I still feel behind what is that about?

We are now two months into the new year and I don’t think I changed many of the habits I set out to do and I still have my Burn n Float Wishes sitting in a Ziploc bag on top of my washer waiting to be released. What am I waiting for? There really never will be a day when I feel completely caught up. Right? Seems like when one projects wraps up another one has already begun to fall behind.

I’m falling behind again. I’ll admit it. Missed deadlines and emails that sound slightly annoyed fill my inbox. I just want to curl up and hide behind something. I’m contemplating a break from the things that seem to zap my time in an attempt to “catch up” whatever that means. I won’t ditch the blog. I like that I can come here and share with you as you patiently listen and give me a high five as you spin me around and march me right back into the flames. I love you for that I really do.

So when you see me sneaking in a facebook update you can yell at me to get back to work or just out me completely by posing the question, can you see your desk? Hopefully that will initiate reentry and help me snap out of the mindless lizard brain act of scrolling through pages of updates about everything and nothing. I need to close that window and  plow through the piles that paperwork that currently amass my desk.

I need a break in my life right now, so much so you have no idea.

Ah the Trials of Love

Waking up every morning, barely going to sleep each night, mmmmm-music, a guy bestfriend, admiring art, insecurity, trust, great quotes, late night phone-calls, texting, shoes, always matching, tight hugs, rough sex & gentle kisses, lime green sheets, guitar players, skyscrapers, the split time between summer & fall, rings, finding someone different, laughing out loud and not caring, taking pictures, lighters, the city feeling, looking cute, my gauges, shyness, cute smirks, small & big smiles, brown belts, painting my nails/toes, not getting tired of making memories, awkward silences, amazing sunsets, wanting to be at the beach, traveling, drum-roll, counting, cursive, watching the sunrise, reuniting, keeping a promise, believing I’ll get through today, the past, friends that turn to nothing but lessons learned, trying harder than people think, curiosity, hating cats & their strange critter selves, loving nature, not having a favorite color, eating over limits, holding/waffling hands, spooning, days, liars & cheaters, not tuning into what someone’s saying because I really don’t care, not caring, & seriously meaning it, faking a smile, being blunt, goodbye’s, smoking blunts, watching time fly & seasons pass, quoting, lyrics, letting shit go, moving on, looking out windows, watching people change, being original, reading a good book, losing keys, starving & last minute binging, hating people, being super picky, ignoring eye contact with the unimportant, & making it with the important, piercings, asking ?’s, headphones that drown everything out, w33zy, hearing the clicks of the keyboard, making cold coffees, natural hair, long showers, feeling like giving up, but not, irregular objects, hipster style, bringing up how I was raised in the hood, being able to out-rap most bitches, knowing style & being able to pull it off better than most, dancing, skin on skin contact, , donuts, coffee, staring at the sky, imagination, stress, heartbreaks, lessons learned, being upset, a shoulder to lean on patience, using money, wondering, living, looking up, closing my eyes & taking a deeeeeeeeeeep breath.This is my life.Pulls n pushes,reading articles on love,the m word in love.Well when I look around I wonder does monogamy exist??or its only one parasite that resides in the human body is the only monogamous organism.Which couples are happier,the ones who fake their relation and have other partners to satisfy theit needs or those who claims to be loyal and fights over trivial issues??No matter what,love is a wonderful delusive thing.