Just a suggestion...

I know you think that I should, but the truth is I don't care. You think your views should be shared because what you think you think you think is important. I think if you'd like your views to be shared don't be a dickhead about them. If I ask it's because I want to know. If I ask and you turn me off, I won't bring it back up again. It's funny that you call me 'funny' in a demeaning manner, especially when I look at you and Joker's smile is slapped onto your face. The surprising usage of an invisible ink that only those allergic to bullshit can see. I know the excretion of waste is natural; you however seem to think it's ok to allow the stench of it into the midst of those surrounding you, acceptable. I am not impressed, intimidated, or intoxicated. Everyone has an opinion and there's no objection from me to hear what you have to say except if you're going to say something, say it; no take back-sies.  If you're going to be backwards and throw in your smart ass before you put your head through the door, you may want to know who is in the room before you try to shit on who is in it. And one more thing... you seem to think that I don't know that I have my own faults when truly it is your own projection of me that you are throwing out. I think you need an enema.

Smiling at Life cause it's always smiling at me

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The smile on my face has many stories and holds many secrets
Every moment may not be a blessing but every lesson is,
:) So I guess then the moment is a blessing, just some "in disguise"
I procrastinate in every way possible and sometimes when I write, I'm just avoiding what I have to do
But it makes me smile because there's nothing that I "have" to do
I get back handed by friends and family about being single and having no one in my life,
Of course they don't say it that way.
They say: "Look Anandi, you're not married and you don't have kids, oh and you don't have a 9-5. You don't know what tired or stressed looks like." :) I love my "framily" haha and I know they love me too, sometimes :)
I know I don't know exactly what their feelings are.
And half of me wants to shout, "Thank God! They're all warning me! I should stay single and childless." (cause all it leads to is being stressed and tired and takes away all of my time) and the other half makes me feel lonely...
Isolated by my differences and misunderstood as always, the numbers are against me
I'm self-centered. Obsessed with my own thoughts (partially I think it's what goes into my writing). And sometimes I'm a little lot of moody.
But woe is not me,
Happiness is where I choose to be. Always and forever, I'll steal lessons from my mother, history from my father and the bravery of my brother to stabilize me in every step of my life.
I'm good with being me. I'm good with them being them. There is never a comparison, there never needs to be. I am grateful for it all. All of it. :)
And I promise you, I'll just keep smiling :)

Diamonds in the Sky

You came to me three times today and here you are yet again. What do you want? There is not a man that I'd rather be with but yet every man, almost any man would be better for me than you ever could be possible. "I saw the life inside your eyes," but the life I saw was my own lust captured by your spirit, before we even said, "Hello." You are, we are like "diamonds in the sky," - non-existant.


*Of course the song "Diamonds" by Rihanna was the inspiration to this piece.

No Day Like Today

Today is especially hard for my family. Those of us who were close to them. Those of us who have fond memories of them. Those of us who grew up with them. For those of us who remember the day as if it were yesterday. It's tough. I never liked Valentine's day though there was that one guy who made it really special. But then the year after, I realllly hated Valentine's day. It's been twelve years and writing about it, talking about it, living two doors away from it, is still difficult. I watch my family and see how we can come together, fall apart, and back again in the same week or whenever it's suitable. I guess that's every family. Anyway - it's tough. Tried to wake up to do some chores around the house and so far the only success was creating a new CD for my car. But this day isn't as different as any other day. We remember them all the time. Talk about them. Talk to them. Think about them. Keep them alive by keeping them in daily thought. It's just that (sigh) no matter what's going on, this day will always be, that day.

I want them to rest in peace, but it is my soul that is restless. I am at peace with few things that had happened but the fact that she, they, are gone, it is me, us, the ones left behind that need the prayers of comfort, prayers of peace. *So I guess I'll just Imagine Dragons, Count Stars, and Burn the Dark Horse, because I Can't Remember to Forget You when All of Me walks this Tightrope so that I can be Happy.


*The last line is a playlist mix I've chosen today. 

I'm Tired of Being Misunderstood

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I'm sorry was I supposed to elaborate?

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Good Morning Snow,

Your peaceful blanket is only welcoming to look at
but your beauty is only a cover for the dirty slush that is to become of you.
Like children born and raised in poverty
The innocence is quickly lost and only few remain untouched.
The idea of you is "so pretty" as described by foreigners,
Like some motherless women who think children are "so cute"
But mothers watch those little "rug-rats" with both eyes always open to their tricks,
Just so, Snow, you do not fool me…

Ok. So my morning plans are officially ruined. I have to go clean off my car and traveling will be a pain. Wonderful… Maybe snow is that child that "only a mother could love," "Mother Nature." Hard SIGH. Try to have a great day Lovely Ones.


Have Fun and Make IT Yours.

If You Only Knew...

If you only knew how many times a day you cross my mind,
If you only knew how many times I've stopped those three words from coming out of my mouth,
If you only knew that I'd rather be with you than be with the one I love,
You'd be confused as to why I'm with you.
The truth is, there is no one that crosses my mind more.
The truth is, I've always whispered it.
The truth of it is, there is no one that I love more than you
But if you only really knew that, well...
Then you'd be forced to think, to know, to admit to yourself,
how many times a day do I cross your mind,
how many times you've tried not to say those three words,
and if there was anyone else in the world that you'd rather be with more...
If you only knew...