Punk And Disoderly

 Dear Diary,    Today is the 10th of July. I did not feel like writing at all. Then I realized that there is no point in waiting for your thoughts to come to mind. You'll just have to do it-once and for all. It's been almost five years since I started this blog. I remember randomly watching One Tree Hill and making a MySpace account. It was the funniest. Then pretended to be like Peyton a lot-having edge, emo clothes, smoking cigars, and so on. It is funny how I still have my old username. It's almost as if nothing has ever changed. Well, almost. My college life is so much different than my school life. I was very popular. I don't even know how. Right now, people just know my face. They just remember it. Well, at least they remember it! My life has been like a wind just passing through a crowded environment. When I say crowded, I mean like super-crowded. And when I say wind, think of the invisible cloak. Nobody notices me at all-not that I mind it. If I am being tota...

This post is going to be formatted a little different.  Today is my last day in Bahrain, at least for a while. I don't know when I'll be back, or if I'll be back. I just wanted to take a few moments to thank. I thank God for giving me this opportunity to come here-I had a very great time despite of the things I've said to you. As you might already know by now I have some difficulty in controlling my anger when it comes to hatred. But somethings that stopped me from doing unhinged performances are always controlled by the guy above. Thank you for everything. Second of all I would like thank my parents for the same. Whatever happens between us, you guys are the ones who adjusted the path for me. I wouldn't even be here without you both, and my sister(on whom I always wish the best for. I love you and I'm sorry. Third of all, the small family I have here who deserves a lot. I want to thank you guys for showing me the beautiful places, treating me well, trying to ma...

13th April 2025,  16:06  Dear diary,           Today, like any other day, I cried(I still am). It happened for a very random reason, though. I'm currently in Bahrain. Even though my college forced me to come here for an internship, I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing here. I have always been a black sheep from my family. I do not mean the only black sheep-just one of them who is constantly failing even without trying. I do not remember the last time I, along with the rest of my family, was genuinely happy for something that I did.  I am one of the biggest failures of the century, and I deserve everything that comes to me.  [who does my sister thinks she is? Just because I am childish, sensitive, and a crybaby in front of my family, does she think she can just assume that I will put with it even after years? She is the one who fucking blocked me on instagram after leaving the country and she is...

  21st September 2024 20:49 Dear Diary, I spent today doing nothing. I slept last night at three in the morning and woke up at past 11:30. After lunch i slept again till 6. I feel like nothing, absolutely nothing. Do you ever wonder what your ex's friends thought of you? Like if they ever thought that you were too good for their friend? Or if they were always like 'Ah she such a bitch, why my homie dating that cunt?', or something idk. This question popped into my head recently when my ex's close friend started texting me. Let me tell you something. I still don't know if my ex boyfriend is a nice guy or if he was just rude to me, only me. We literally were just playing each other. When I was too scared to let go of him, I just started playing himself and used myself only. Concluding, I've no idea what my ex is doing now or if he ever liked me or anything else. But his friend just randomly texting me like that made me pretty confused. Especially when I understood...

  02/07/24  21:22   Dear diary,             Do you ever feel like you just don't know what is out there for you? Like either there is nothing                  for you and you're just stuck in the same loop, with just different lightings. Or you can't just see a future for you ahead. There are somethings in the world that can never just be changed.                                Personality is one of them. You can always pretend to be a different person or have different                        opinions but on the inside, you're the same person you've been years ago. People don't      change, their perceptions does. Okay, I wrote till this in the month of July. Today is September 2nd. Yup, it's been two months since I last wrote this.  So many...

19/06/24 18:23 Dear,     It is day two of my ill-life and the only thing stopping me from going on is my parents. Damn the hell, but I effing love them so much. The Bangalore weather has been compromised and I wake up sweating, every morning. But I am counting the days till September so that I can go back home and chill for a week.  Also, a new avatar has entered the life which stops me from having any kind of business in the entertainment area(Thank you, J).  How I honestly want my college days to go on-I want to quit everything, every extra curriculars and want to study and learn well and just go back home after class. I'm writing this here because I don't have the guts to talk about this to people.  Realizing that there is no single person in the entire world you can depend on hits hard. I'm aware of the fact that it is mildly selfish but those are my desires. If I can't be loved, then what can I be? Also, my old buddy is not talking to me because they care a...