• Mind of a boyfriend

    Oh Glorious Situationship !

    You think you’re in a relationship ? Everything is there, the attention, the sparks and the butterflies but it all seems like you’re a continuous one night stand. Friends with endless benefits. Chances are you’re in a relationship, alone. That uncertainty, that grey area is a situationship .These are signs that you’re in a situationship : *** I. No titles ! On the previous post we talked about titles and their implications. If there is no title there is no relationship. Thought: Are you the boyfriend? Are you the Girlfriend? How do you know you’re the Main ? If you’re unsure of any of those answers, you’re probably in a…

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    Titles

    We live in a fast paced world where words mean nothing if they are not directed to us and could potentially shutter our world if they are. Titles, simple words that denote references and define nature of things. Nouns with role allocations. We defined what a boyfriend is and the answers were subjective and biased which made them specific to the person defining. This time we are going objective for the purpose of clarity and authenticity of our unfiltered views. Titles validate the type of relationship .Today we define everyday titles that drive the types of relationships we are in : *** 1. Girlfriend | noun ( aka Main chick/…

  • Mind Burps

    One last pain story

    “Leave !, “No, wait stay longer!“ “You’ve had enough !, Jesus did not die for you to drown in relationship induced traumas!“ …. Shut Up !, I yelled in the deafening silence. I was alone. The echo bounced back and the wrath kicked in. So much pain. I watched the shower cough up the cold water that was about to deliver my much awaited torment. I sat there in agony. The parts of me that hurt were out of reach, the heart was functioning fine but I could feel the holes that were re opened. My mind knew i was just being a wimp but the voices couldnt let me…

  • Pieces of Me

    Pieces of me – The heart I broke

    Her stiletto nails sank deep in my skin. The adrenaline rush raced my Ego and my ID lost the battle to a blind super ego. The psychology of love had won. The score 6- 9, the claws of pleasure had me. I was suffocating in her dripping affection. Her cherry red lips ,as succulent as cacti, thorns included. Her love was my poison, the death was worth every dying second. The more I gave in, the faster my logic eroded . There’s no common sense in love, just strategic stupidity. She drew me in and kissed my neck, and like a vampire she left her mark. An emotional tattoo. She…

  • Pieces of Me

    Pieces of Me- Heart

    “Hello ?” Are you still there I could hear the faint breath…the dying My soul faded , mind lost. Stupid heart “Hello ? Can you hear me ? Silence ! My knees went cold, my blood froze I lost my patience, I hung up Tied a noose, took a shot This was it , fuck love Such betrayal was alien , No walls could stop it No way to Trump it down Ring ! Thrill and chills. One more shot Hello , finally , you’re back Silence! Heavy breathing. He’s dead! , I killed him. The joy. Finally Your heart died a peaceful death. Brain saves the day. *** The…

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