Clubbing is fun.
But clubbing in a big club along with 18730958723094752 other people is not fun.
St James was damn fucking pack on Sunday and it literally became a "Push and Shove" situation. You push people around and you shove them in order to move around.
But then again lets move on to a move rant-y cum emo-y post.
But clubbing in a big club along with 18730958723094752 other people is not fun.
St James was damn fucking pack on Sunday and it literally became a "Push and Shove" situation. You push people around and you shove them in order to move around.
But then again lets move on to a move rant-y cum emo-y post.
Recently I have heard alot of things about couples breaking up. Well these couples are like couples match make in heaven. Like Brad-nifer-ish couple.
So its kinda sad to hear that such people who found themselves together still ended up with broken hearts.
It brings me to this point: Why is it so hard to find that Someone?
Everytime you look at this person and you go "I want to spend the rest of my life with him/her. He/She is the One for me."
The mainstream media has plague our love deprived minds with too much sappy love stories. I think the truth is, there is no The One. There is no one out there that fits your part of the puzzle nicely. No perfect fit. Its either your medium T-shirt is too small or your L sized t-shirt is too large.
I am no love expert. But I think the best coherent for a lasting relationship is patience and tolerance. Imagine your relationship as a rose bush. Without much cultivation you are only going to get a bush of thorns and leaves.
But why do we continue this futile ardous search for that One in our lives remains a question with million answers. Some of us believe there is The One. Some of us just hoped for the best.
But what I guess is that we should all be happy with who we are with right now. Cherish the good moments that we all share.
Still its ironic that I find truth in what Violet said in the movie Ultraviolet:
"These moments, as beautiful as they are. They are evil when they are gone."
Because rather than the bad memories hurting us, its the wonderful memories we share with out other half that tears us further apart. We know these moments are never going to be there again.
PS: this post was written in lieu with lots of things that happened.
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Baby, Come To Me - James Ingram feat Patti Austin; Forever More
Baby, Come To Me - James Ingram feat Patti Austin; Forever More
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