Thoughts In Oblivion
There have been a lot of times when I have wanted to say out certain things that have been bothering me. However, the thoughts remain bottled inside me for the want of a vent. Many a times I have tried to look for outlets, but almost always, I end up writing my feelings on a piece of paper and then tearing it up, when all I want to do is to shout out my feelings and throw them into the cosmos.
I am sure there are many like me who are looking to toss questions/anger/feelings/doubts/etc. into the cosmos just like me. This is your space. Shout as much as you want. No one will stop you, or judge you…
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anirudh | September 10, 2007 at 2:56 pm
i loooooooooove ur site..!
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Monkey | September 28, 2007 at 8:50 pm
hehe, i tried to google bomb him…and it totally worked!
I show up on the first page of a search for his name!
I’m so proud of myself!
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silenceofcenturies | September 29, 2007 at 2:27 pm
Dear Asshole,
Just because I said you were hot, does not mean that you can dish out your shit to me. I resent being used as a sex object. Just to put things straight, I am way out of your league. And you know it. So next time you try to put your pseudo intellect in front of me, think twice. I know that the chauvinist pig you are, it must have really hurt your ego to know that I know more about most things than you. It’s not that hard you see, because when you were basking in your “i-know-all-about-women-coz-i’m-so-hot” bubble, I was out there, meeting some real men and reading some real stuff.
Next time you bring your bengali ass to act smart with a punjabi chic, please take a rain check. I will, on all accounts, kick your ass.
Oh and by the way, size does matter and you are not as well endowed as you think you are. Also, you suck in bed. So please, stop worshiping yourself and get yourself some perspective.
Yours Truly,
SoC
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R | November 18, 2007 at 5:27 pm
I loved him dearly. More than I loved my life and today i realize that everything that our love stood for, all that he had promised was a lie. He loved another while he professed his love for me. I have to live with that everyday. he has turned every living moment into living hell. For the first time in my life I wish that someone were dead. if i could, I would kill him with my own hands.
I hate him.
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Austin | March 18, 2008 at 12:19 pm
I’m tired of being a survivor!!!!