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Hey girlie! Am I a psycho?

This is not a letter, not an article, my heart just pounding and am just recording it just like a seismograph recording earthquake, my inner earthquake. She is not only a girl to me; she is my emotion driving my bloodstream who  decide  which part of the brain to be activated at all time, round all clock, more than sixty seconds in a minute, more than milliseconds mathematics, to make me  a psycho or a nervous freak. These moments sometimes prove me that I am a brainless skull.

I admit that I am a psycho, everybody is but not a brainless skull, at least should not be. I don’t know why I freaked out or made me write this when she didn’t bye’ed me when everybody did. Again she proved that psycho is not just only me when she ran towards me, from behind and when I looked back, she stopped. I don’t know why she stopped, neither does she. It might be due to me or she stopped just because she stopped. I was trying to stop my vanishing guts but oh hell, it finally vanished. Not only guts but I, myself was too not there at that moment except my skull and my body casing. Obviously she was there with her logical bodyguards, her mom and sisters, and on next side is me with no heart to express my love or my hate like a robot waiting desperately for a button to be triggered.  But her every movement behaved like a trigger to me, thousands of buttons pressed at the same time until time is resumed again.

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Suddenly, my love…

3:03pm

I still love her and today I ended it, not my love but my desires. She is the only girl who deserves for me. I love her. I requested her to forget the past but as we all know we have a large memory and we know how to add but not to delete. I requested her to be my neighbor girl same again and nothing else up to the heart. We might not be more personal again but she remains in my heart forever. She is always in my subconscious. I don’t know what I wanted from her and never I tried to know but her remembrance was strong enough to change my mood always, and forever. I don’t know what shaped my mind but I am sure that she is only responsible for shaping my heart. She is the only person that made me go inside and listen the faint voice of my heart. I know these days, since 6 years, I was completely dissolved in her and the days were very painful, very very sweet pains playing.

And suddenly I realized, my ego,is one of the most fucked up thing ever been. My ego lost the battle with me. And the desires are on the way to hell. I don’t know but now I feel like I am pure, very pure. MAY THIS PURITY LAST FOREVER.

I LOVE YOU RY35XQ28.

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The best god

My god is the best god in the world because:

The completeness

  1. I always experience him. Yeah, always.
  2. He has always been the source of love and joy to me. He is the source of emotion.
  3. Almost all people ( even scientists ) believe that he has got infinite powers.
  4. Without him my body might exist but I, doesn’t.
  5. Where I am, there he is.
  6. I can talk to him anyway I like. Sometimes he even gets scolded by me.
  7. He is fully responsible for what I am.

Thank you my god for being the best god in the world.

Thank you my brain (both conscious and subconscious). I love you. You are my god.

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I am making my country Nepal, may be you too?

Nah, I’m just kidding. Why the hell should I make my country? It’s not my responsibility! What will those fucking politicians do if I started making my country by my own, huh? I have my own works to worry about guys, am I wrong?

Now seriously, see what I have been doing to make up my country, pro’lly we all do this, check the list below.

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The hangover, just some raw feelings!

I’m still in the hangover of last night. More over, drained psychologically. It depends on incidents how bad it is, which decides whether you will recover from it or not. No matter if it is physical accident, or an emotional one. Unless you are hurt emotionally which has been printed to your unconscious mind, you are much likely to recover as the time goes by. As said, “time heals everything.” But, if the wound is rooted deep down into your heart or say it as, “unconscious mind,” it’s a really big task, nearly impossible that you will be healed of it. It is kind of same in physical world too. If you are hurt a little, you can recover with some sorta treatment and medication with care. But if the damage is severely made, probably, you will have to live the rest of your life with your wounded body. Leave this thing, it’s just my opinion.

So, last night when I was drunk, along with my 4 other friends, something happened. May be because I am an emo. Though I can say it proudly, those four guys with whom I was, were the coolest guys I’ve ever met in my life. Like, they were having fun all the moments, laughing, teasing, joking and so on. I was also trying to, but, my attempts were not that successful.

What happened last night was, I had one of my best friends in the group with me. Imagine I could never be in this place today where I am now without him, or his help. He is great. Helped me in alot of things. I also try to help him in anyway I can. The thing is, not being concerned of his help and mine or so on other things, I was attached to him emotionally. Probably, it would be appropriate to say, kind of, I used to think that he is my life. I could do anything for him, and so could he do anything for me. May be I was right, or may be I was wrong. I don’t know.

 

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