It's A Dagger In Heart. I Don't Know What I Will Do Without You.

Dream's drive.

We all talk so much about competition with others yet people I see winning are the ones who compete only with themselves.

I don't know what happened but I woke up crying. The heart was heavy and eyes filled with undefinable sorrow. As if something so sadly buried in the deep core of mine just erupted like a volcano. This loneliness was never part of the plan of my life, why has it come with such great force? Why my story is getting tangled and beyond control? Why people around me have failed to understand my soul? What is this punishment for?

Do our problems qualify to be called as problem when we have millions of people around us who don't have access to clean water, healthcare, food or basic necessities of life.

Feelings are not facts.

Anyone who brightens my dark side has a super special place in my heart. They alone know me truly, experience me totally. Cheers to such people who explore the nakedness of others and their own souls.

Thinking too much about life is a dangerous occupation. No life appears rewarding if you think too much about it.

Call your Mom. Not everybody has the privilege.

I wish we both were breezes/winds and not trees rooted at different places. It would have been magical to whistle together and spread life wherever we went. I wish we could have flown and blown together.

I obey my lusts as a servant obeys his master.