This will be the last time I will say it.
I don’t know, maybe I’m just tired doing it over and over again.
No matter what I do,
You always do the same thing.

Perhaps, you can live with that,
A world without me.
And so do I.

I’m tired of being under someone else’s erratic control.
Somehow, I wanted to find my own self.

And I’m starting of with doing a total re-run in my life.
Without you and all your made up hypocrisy.

Regrets are done cause now,
I’m living my own extravagant life.





Chattery thoughts and restless tongues

Are on it once again,

another cycle of lies and wordy surrealisms.

They heard of it, only they ignored it.

Only the doubts and uncertainties will remain.

It pleases them, the unending blabbering of nonsensical

yet amusing truth for their ears.

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Infatuation and all those “make believe” realities…


It is the unacknowledged attention you’ve given that makes it more difficult to accept that there’s really nothing between you and your one-sided affection/attraction to the other person.

One, you’re being to expectant that there’ll be something more, apart from this obviously bizarre love or like or love or like affair.

Two, it’s the anonymity itself that makes it even harder to recognize. You know every single detail about him/her but, do they know that someone like you is existing?

Three, it’s the stolen glances and restricted stares that makes your heart giddy and beating too fast, too fast that you can’t barely contain yourself. And that forbidden shouty sign saying, “Hey! I’ve been stalking you for a very long time now and we’ve been meeting coincidentally for long now, why can’t you see that as fate making its move to let us meet and start talking to me!”

Four, it is the make-believe “meant-to-be” encounters that makes you think that maybe, just maybe you both like each other. Whereas, the idea maybe true but not to both of you, just for you.

Five, the idea of you being struck by the thought of hopelessly being in love with the person and “that” person being in love with someone else, which is totally incomprehensible because you know that you two were “matchmade in heaven.”

Six, the so-called signs and commonality between you and “that” person whereas truth is, he/she doesn’t mind it all.

Finally, the too much “expectation” that there’s really something going between you two but then, if you think about it there’s nothing but your illusion, and that somehow that person will realize that someone like you, who is very perfect for him, is existing.

Admiration will never equate to love, like nor infatuation, not unless both sides are aware of its presence.

It sure is easy to believe that every single coincidence in your life may mean something but, what is but,

just a total leap of fate, with nothing more nor nothing less.

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“FLING. . .”


We’re together but it feels as though

we’re miles and miles apart…

I miss the company

the joy,

the moments shared,

and all those sneaky time spent together

that special momentarily companionship.


is but, a temporary swing of time

for “both of us.”

Unfortunately, it is less than what we think…

Cause the only thing we are holding on to

is just a surreal and lucrative commitment for each other…

Nothing but a FLING..


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Anxiety attack

sad girl, anxiety attack

For once, I thought the banging of ideas in someone’s mind is a normal process to any.

Just by now, I realized thoughts aren’t supposed to be like that.

It is rather a psychological uneasiness you’ve developed through the accounts, hearsays and statements about yourself.

Upon the process you’ll develop doubt and confusion on who are you and what should you do.

And then, another issue pops out once again.

Then, you’ll have to repeat the whole process of rehashing, analyzing and reasoning once again…

And the anxiety well, obviously will be neverending.

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Cheers to my new blog hub!!!

And so, it begins…

My wordpress blog life started.

I’m honestly a newbie blogger in here so, I’m kinda coping up with the atmosphere.

But writing is never a stranger to me, it’s where my passion lies.

Well, just so, I wouldn’t forget how it feels like to write and write anything I decided to start making my own blog and so, I hope everything’s gonna be fineeeee as paradise.


and hope you enjoy the company…



-A (a.k.a ALLY)


and yes, this is me, with my messed up hair. hahahahaha