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There is a common misconception that you need to move on once you break up. But, I am here to say "No you don't". You don't need to move on. It's not mandatory. It may be bad for your mental health, you may spend hours staring at the ceiling thinking about them, your fingers may get tired stalking them over the internet, who knows you may sneak into their room once or twice to remind yourself of how they used to smell. People go to the extent of kidnapping other's wife and we all know what caused the death of Rawana ( Ramayana ) or the  Trojan war . At least, you will not be responsible for anything like that. What you have ... is a healthy obsession. The only person who'll get hurt out of this is YOU. If you ask me, I decided to move on. I know it's hard for me to find someone like her after I have been emotionally attached to her for so long. How can things end so quickly? Where did all the dreams we had suddenly disappear? What about all t...

Fuck you. I don't need to grow up. I am fine the way I am. I obviously have some mental issues, but I am trying to solve it with my therapist. I lied. I don't go see a therapist. I think I should. Why? You ask. You are dumber than I thought you were. Didn't you read my blog? You Idiot. Alright, let's be serious for a moment here. I obviously like yelling at random people on the internet. Apart from that, you know what I like? Nothing. That is what I do all day. You see those random mean racist comments on the internet? That's me. You have probably been harassed by me on the internet at some time. I don't know why I do it. It's just I think you are an idiot and I am much more knowledgeable and of higher social status than a bunch of you morons. Now, stop being such a little (you know what I mean) and grow up. Learn to have thick skin. You are the ones that need to grow up. You stupid kids! You need to go study instead of browsing the internet. I o...

You asked me to forgive you You made me breathe away You asked me to erase you Forget you And be friends once again Should I forget you? I will, If you ask me to Can I forgive you? I have, will you ... too? It was me who fell for you Who loved you till the core So, I should be the one to let you go Let go of my soul I will stop thinking about you Repaint my world with dark I hope the darkness will suffice To calm my burning heart. How can I make you love me? How can I change your thoughts? How can I be the one you love? The one your heart wishes for I can't make you love me But I can be there when your tears roll I can be there when you need me To help you mend your soul If I feel so bad I can only imagine how you feel To see someone you care about Someone you care about grieve So, I hope you forgive yourself Remember its not your fault It was me who fell for you It was me who was dreaming off

No! We don't talk We barely meet No! We don't share roses and all As I know, we are afraid to fall In this thing Many call it love Although I know your secrets and you know mine Look how we pretend it's all good and fine I know your thoughts, you're wishing we I can hear your heart just beating it But your eyes are still pretending it That we are just friends But we can never be. Still, you can hide your secrets within your smile And say we're friends although friends don't lie Oh you can say we're friends although friends don't lie You say me that you like me But just as a good friend Lately, you can't look into my eyes And you act different Maybe you don't know what this might be Or it's too obvious for you to see That we're not friends We can never be! Friends do sing and friends do fight Friends do hold hand under the sky Friends do care when other cries But we're not friends You and I Still, y...

What if I give you my heart today But you break it tomorrow What if you walk with me today But leave tomorrow What if you show me a way today And puzzle my whole life tomorrow What if you make me smile today But cry tomorrow As long as I know you love me, I can bear it all today Still wrap you around my arms tomorrow But what if you hold my hands today And someone else's tomorrow What if you kiss my lips today But someone else's tomorrow.

Alright, guys, its 3:14 am but I am pumped. I am so excited and full of positive energy that I could literally fly to the moon. A little bit of back story here. Almost 4 years ago, there used to live a young handsome charming guy in his room. He was a big fan of HIMYM (How I met your mother) and the character Barney Stinson. One day (I don't remember how) he found this girl on Instagram with the same name as him. His name was Saurav, and her name was Surabhi. He got so excited because he had never known anyone with the name Surabhi. He instantly knew that someone who shares a similar name must be equally charming and funny like him. No doubt, she was. She was the funniest girl he had ever met. Well, he didn't actually get to meet her, and he is still upset about that but, she was the funniest and the most charming girl he had ever talked to. I only saw,  sorry I mean He. He only saw her Instagram profile, so he couldn't know how she actually looked like but she was w...

When I started this blog, I actually wanted this blog to challenge the Vloggers(who put videos on youtube). I thought people like watching videos, why not write a blog so interesting that people would actually want to read it. That's when I realized I don't have an interesting enough life and most of the people are addicted to Tiktok. Nobody reads these days, most of them are busy doing the "Woah". So, finally, after watching thousands of Tiktok videos and failing all my classes, I have come up with tips and techniques that will help you become famous in Tiktok within a day. I have to warn you though, there are basic requirements. 1) Have good genes.  This is the crucial step to become viral. Tiktok is an app where people go to see attractive men and women. If you have good genes and you are attractive- people will watch and like whatever you do. Dance like a 1-year-old baby, complain about your problems, bully others, scream, smile, laugh, punch. It doesn...

Hi Guys, and Girl who just friend-zoned me, Let me tell you a story about how I got friend-zoned. This was actually supposed to be a story of  how I met your mother  but due to a  series of unfortunate events , that's not how the story goes. The story begins 2-3 hours ago when I saw a story from Natalie (fake name btw! Shrijya will hate me if I use her real name) where she posted this picture. Notice that this picture has a heart, not that we could deduce anything by looking at the actual picture itself, she took the extra time to draw that heart. How could she? It was like adding fuel to a burning house, adding salt to a fresh wound. It only made me 2x times sadder. Anyways, she drew this heart and shared it with her close friends on Instagram. For a moment, I wished I wasn't one of her close friends. For a moment, I wished I never knew her at all. For a moment, I wished I was that guy in the picture. To be honest, I actually wished for a lot of things ...

Alright, my future fans, I am dedicating this entire post to my first follower. Yeah, that's right. One out of 7 billion people on earth followed me. You might think this is not so significant. Hell yeah, you're right. It's not. But what is? We all are probably gonna die anyways. So far, I know that my follower (wow, it feels so good to use this word) is a teenage girl. Also, I know she loves to ride bikes to school (Sometimes) and likes spending time with her friends and dogs. She loves walking around in the rain and is not much of a salad person (I know they are completely unrelated). Oh oh, she likes to listen to music, take pictures, and of course write because she also has a blog that I am going to find a way to link in the next paragraph. You might think I am a professional stalker (which I am) but I didn't get this information by stalking. She has a blog called Glam life  and you should go check it out. Other than that, I really don't know what to s...

For a while, I used to think falling in love was useless. I thought that at some point we would break up. We both would be left with tears. I would not be able to wake up from my bed. Spend most of my time thinking about you- about the mistakes I made. I'd keep scrolling our pictures for hours, text you a thousand times wondering when I made a mistake and think about a million different ways that I could’ve made things right. Probably, you’d feel the same except the “text you a thousand times” part. I totally made that up. I would never do that. N-cell is expensive and we both are poor - at least I am. But... back to the point of breaking up. When I think of it now. Breaking up with you wouldn't be that bad. Because at some point, I will get to fall in love with you. Think about you most of the time. I will probably start dressing nice and groom my hair.  I will look at the mirror multiple times a day and see you every time I close my eyes. I will probably feel scared t...

I don’t know when or if I will be able to tell you that I love you. Well, love is a complicated word. But what good would it do. We are miles apart. Maybe we will meet, maybe not. But, still the idea of you not being with me scares me. (It doesn’t necessary scare me per-say, but I thought it sounded romantic. I certainly would feel sad. Maybe cry? Who knows?) But no matter what, I know you’d still be there for me. Supporting me. Helping me understand myself and be there when I need you. But it wouldn’t still be the same. Would it? I have already made a mistake by not letting you know sooner. I didn’t realize I loved you until you loved someone else. I don’t regret it, but I wouldn’t exchange the thought of you being in my arms for anything else. I might for a million dollars?? Maybe?? But... that shouldn’t mean I don’t love you. I think of us being together. Raising kids and growing old together. I’ve never felt like this for a long time. Why am I ...