Complicated

A deception that elevates us is dearer than a host of low truths.

He is smart. She is simple.He is shy. She is sweet. He is witty. She is over powering. He has gone places. She is stuck up. He is slow. She is snappy. He is always miles away form his family.She is a doting daughter. He is difficult.She is unsure. He is happy for her. She's thinking about the work at her desk. He is waiting. She has moved on.He is a guy. She is a woman.

'Its complicated'

His dairy.

I need a break. I need a cottage. I need the colour green. I need the sound of water.I need paintings by Van Gough and Marc Chaggal to adorn my walls. I need a good book. I need dead music. If a song doesn't soothe me down, it is not a song to me. I need it to be gloomy. I need gray skies overhead. I need life to simply slow down, take it easy. I need myself to count every breath I breathe. I need the soft sound of anklets.I need multi colour tiny flags wavering in the air on a string. I need a courtyard. I need summer. I need rain. I need another Me for company.

You know, sometimes you wish for a lot of things? This that this that...and in the back of your mind who have this tiny voice chanting 'You'r never going to get it you'r never going to get it you'r never going to get it' ? Happens to me all the time. 

Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night and thought about your life? 

It is just so random, but I think the most when I am at public places like coffee shops, cafés, streets, malls, railway stations etcetera. I see those 'eeeewwww' type girls and wonder what it would be like to be married to them? 

Repulsive.