What is this??

It is a complete manifestation, an infection of leeches, sucking out the hardwon control.

It is a wound that is oozing out a mixture of pus, degraded blood and precious tears.

It is an expanse of unknown pain, two forces acting in opposite directions, pulling further apart.

It is quite pungent, requiring it to be put away, bottled up.

It is not defined, and being undefined it has no meaning therefore no real solution.

It is an unwanted affliction, showing no detection, as a consequence no prescription.

Conclusion: At the moment unfit for human consumption.

Tagggggeddd

Hehe I got tagged. Aaaannnnnd update kurevey varu vee dhemeehun------> chiezo annndd the lil chickie, kureema, thank u.

Hehe sowie abt it. No worries, cos I got a really bad excuse for it. heheh.......... I was busy with school stuff and didn't even have time for chatting. Sowie everyone.

Well here are the dumb answers I got for the questions heheh

1.Three things you can't do
-bubble gum boki eruvun (dhaskofa vefa ves nuvi)
-swim (float kureve o)
-thun anburanins (ulhe ulhe ves nuvi)

2. Three things you can do
- whistle (yayyyy parrrtyy)
-Ride a bike ( i can do it)
-turn my arm two ways, one clockwise and the other anti-clockwise, at the same time

3. Three things that scare you
- God
- Small ant colonies near me (biruveri dhai alhaafaane)
- Cosmeticians (aarghhhh)

4. Three things you love
- Eating (I luuurrrve it)
-Coke
-Music

5. Three things you hate
- Medicine
- Mughu riha and pumkin (yuccckkk)
- Not having any edible thing in the vicinity (hehe)

My turn to tag, lets see heheh

How abt

yukiks

dhalhufeeni

Fluctuating thoughts

I am uncertain as to what I think. I don't think this has ever happened before. My thoughts are ever changing, my moods fluctuating, my emotions uncontrolled. I am totally new to this. Unknowingly my feelings have become alien to me. An eternity of melancholy has conqured me. A lot of things have lost it's interest. My passion for food, the unsatisfied thirst for it have changed from one extreme to the other. The work which I had craved and always was my priority has no utmost significance at moments. My obsession of race car driving has no real meaning to it now. I am moving over a lot, from one thing to another. I am unsettled, insatiated and disheartend. My brain is biased, what ever I do, what ever I think, where ever I am, there seems to be new thoughts dwelling at the back of my mind. I don't have any idea what to do with them, what to say. Nor do I know how to stop it. As the darkness of the night descends, and the bright twinkling stars shine, I become susceptible to the innumerable secrets it holds. Things that can not be forgotton, moments that could not be banished. I have no reasonable explanation for these sleepless nights I am enduring, for these eccentric dreams that are chasing me in the cold of these hours. All that I know is these things are making me deny some stuff. Things that I want. And preventing me from trusting enough in me and in anyone else to make anything work. It seems as if the ground is swallowing me. Closing over my head, forcing me to its agonising depths..........

this is the view from school. its quite eye catching.

this photo was taken by chizo ge barakaaitheri aipulhun

this is also taken bye her

this was taken by me

and all the photos was taken by my great phone, which is kudees koh massalajehifa