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Salty-ness

Today i thought of written after an awfully long time. Its actually nice that i write after i learn something. Have you watched Queen of The South? Well let me assume that you have. In life we have to take chances and i can say mine haven’t been the best but right now am proving some theories i have seen on blogs and social media on love and relationship. I used to think it was a joke when guys spoke of honeymoon disasters and other stuff about love but mow i feel it i have been experiencing self love…but its not all that straight love is more than words to me so right now am just wondering who the hell mentioned about love when life had started??? Who ruined everything for the human specie….now That is a little bit overboard. Just live your life and no matter how many thumbelina situations the fairy love will be held for you in an ice block and awaits for summer so it can melt the ice down for you to find him or her Its perfect timing…so for now go look for the Beatle mole and frog and learn from them so as to avoid problems with the fairy love Kathy and fairytales­čśś

conored

 

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There’s a cold dark corner
in the back of my room,
it speaks to me
and says I’m coming for you.

As I lie on my bed
in the fetal position,
my eyes are closed
hoping and wishing.

Maybe that one day
my dreams will come true,
that I don’t have to be here
so down and blue.

The corner keeps talking
about how I’m going to die,
all I can do
is lie there and cry.

As the corner gets closer
and takes me in,
my soul starts to burn
as so does my skin.

My bones shall lie there
turning to dust,
my bed surrounding
nothing but rust.

Sometimes we decide to keep quiet and realize that only we can love ourselves as much as we desire to be loved . We walk or sit down and get lost into thoughts explaining to our conscious why we did this and that.. really . Wondering whether we let ourselves down by choosing certain paths. Somethings seem fun really but are not. I ┬áhate how I hate to be assumed by people. I hate to be treated how i would never treat anyone. i hate being sidelined…in short I hate .

After this i realize that the latter paragraph was too deep and only makes sense to me and not to you. That is life…Only you can make sense of how you feel. Do not ┬álet anyone explain or judge how you feel only you can know.

 

We Can Hurt Toghether

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 I am willing to ask and tell the unquestionable and unmentionale.

Kathy is salty

SIA-we can hurt toghether

You say you are fine
But I see pain
Behind those eyes
You play the game
By the rigid rules
But you cheated yourself

[Pre-Chorus]
There ain’t nothing you can say
To scare me away
I got history too
And it’s never to late
Share a secret today
I reciprocrate
Baby I got you

[Chorus]
So hurt with me
I’ll hurt with you
Baby you know we can hurt together
I’ve been where you’ve been
I’ve seen what you’ve seen
So hurt with me
We can hurt together
Come hurt with me
Come hurt with me
Come hurt with me
Come hurt with me

[Verse 2]
Someday you’ll taste
The freedom and release
Of the trouble shared
Oh, oh today
I’m here loving you
Confide in me

[Pre-Chorus]
There ain’t nothing you can say
To scare me away
I got history too
And it’s never to late
Share a secret today
I reciprocate
Baby I got you

[Chorus]
So hurt with me
I’ll hurt with you
Baby you know we can hurt together
I’ve been where you’ve been
I’ve seen what you’ve seen
So hurt with me
We can hurt together
Come hurt with me
Come hurt with me
Come hurt with me
Come hurt with me

The. Cling.

There is nothing as bad as clinging to someone in the name of love. We can’t really control these feeling . 

We allow people to hurt us because we don’t want to lose them. This is purely madness. I can’t blame any one for it. Love is blind to those who feel it’s sweetness .I am speaking from the depth of my heart and I am not ashamed to say .Personally I figured it out in black and white how naive love can make us . I have allowed people to hurt me and make out a fool of me just because I loved them so much that I forgot to love my self.

When I came to realize how much I was hurting myself , I decided to go out. Life is too short. I met a friend who gave me whiskey and for the first time I felt good and did not care who was there and who was not ,who cared for my feelings and who did not. I was out of the cage. And I learnt how to let go of stuff. I will start letting go with the simplest.

I realized that I am still me. I forgot to look at everyone who was looking at me and focused on looking at other people who were less concerned. Christine now I can give you that answer now that I have seen a three dimensional world.. Would I choose someone who loves me or someone that I love? 

What do you think?  Definitely I’d choose someone who loves me since I know that I am willing to learn how to love them back .Choosing someone I love is not my ideal desicion as they might not love me how I want to be loved or they might not be willing to learn how to love someone truly or treat me how I want to be treated. 

That question seemed hard for me yesterday but after a nights of tears and days of silence and fighting with my conscience I can give you that honest answer. I don’t care what person A or B might think but I tell you choose the one that loves you and you surely will love them back.

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You being you nothing else

You being you

It’s been long since I wrote something.some say I write with moods others say it’s lack of creativity .I myself can’t tell you where the answer lies but be sure not in any of the two.

I appreciate me….. being myself and loving myself to much. At 20 I won’t lie to anyone that I haven’t had a boyfriend just because my dad is reading. I believe my relationships since I decided I wanted to have a boyfriend were very responsible apart of sneaking out of home and going out for dates in town or malls.

I can’t tell you I’m a relationship expert but I’ll continue talking about relationships.A friend of mine says she has to feel butterflies to tell if it’s the right person she is dating. 

Personally I consider more than that.you may say am an extremist but that’s me. All I want is someone who can listen to me and accept me as I am . Don’t expect me to do a boob job  a nose job  or a but job for you. Are you willing to to take my Quasimodo my craziness and my crap? Are you willing to waste your time with me? not that I want you to kill but are you willing to kill for me?

Realistically I have not found this person except for my dad and mum.we don’t get what we want in life and we should accept it.Let me just come clean with what I want.I need someone to reciprocate my affection.

When I was younger about five,there was this girl who taught me something big…How to be a nice human. She was 14 and would always pick me from my kindergarten and buy me smokies and a Fruit drink not that she was hired to do that but I suppose due to my shyness and lack of friends when I was young she decided to show me a kind of love that no one had .That was one of the best feelings in my life.she was always there for me.

We began sharing meals and looking out for each other and she became my sister. Sadly when she completed her primary level that year she left but I learnt something.love everyone don’t take advantage of people’s affection for you. Personally am really choosy but when I love someone and they hurt me it opens deeper chapters in my life.

We even have circles of people we don’t expect to hurt us at all like our sisters and brothers.Dont be ready to change to please anyone. Be your self as much as possible. Personally I am not ready to fake my life to someone my whole life.. Are you?

Pretence is self slavery denying your normalcy. At times we wake up dressed like steel wool and at times we pull off a Giggi hajid look.i mean… Come-on! Do what will make you happy and make sure it doesn’t sabotage your future’s happiness.

Try to be honest on your relationships and feelings. Love what they are on the inside what you see may just be a camouflage of the real identity.just don’t hurt people.

Jesus was a king in the inside

                                      Kathryn Ramwaka

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