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srijeda, 10. kolovoza 2011.

Pure love.




You know how they say love is pure?
The way I see it, it is the only gift you keep giving without ever expecting anything in return, and the giving you give is rewarding enough, it’s unselfish, pure.

Everything else is just liking or infatuation.

Some might say it is hard to differentiate the two, but it’s not, not at all, because boy…I tell ya….Love, Love can get pretty crazy. Because people can get quite pissed off, disappointed and defensive when their vision of love is threatened, just like with Santa when we are kids…but Love, Love is real – unlike Santa or Easter bunny.


You never know what to expect, it gives you ultimate high and takes you to the all time lows, and this is precisely so because there is no calculating risks, bargaining or negotiating, it’s just BAM! You jump! And then for a while it’s like – SWOOSH! – Fabulous paradise islands with just you two, and then later – it’s like a protective bubble of safety net and support, and then even later it’s more like – trying not to break the bubble and not let anyone else in.


There is no to much thinking involved really, no risk assessment, no logic, no fear…that’s why it is so magical, special and rare these days. But don’t be mistaken, it doesn’t just live on its own. It doesn’t just feed of itself, it needs to be nurtured, never taken for granted, communicated and acted upon every day, and it shouldn’t become a boring routine but a lifestyle, preciously protected, held not to hard but not to lose either – just like holding a butterfly.
Can it last forever? I don’t know, nobody came back from forever to tell the story, but why not try?J


This way at least there is no coulda, woulda, shoulda….
Have you been recently hurt? You say trying again to give your all is stupid? 
I say its brave.

Just JUMP lovelies! 

"Love is a fabric which never fades, no matter how often it is washed in the water of adversity and grief."



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utorak, 2. kolovoza 2011.

Emotional switch.


On.Off.On.Off.On.Off.On…..Off. I wish it was that easy, and we could do it with our feelings. I wish there was an emotional switch. So, you meet a guy, the guy is nice, the guy is honest, smart, you date a guy, you like the guy, you do stuff for a guy, sacrifice your own pleasures to be together cause he is worth of it, you fall in love with a guy  - ON.

You find out that the guy is SMSing and Facebooking with other girls, the guy was lying to you and becoming more and more relaxed going further in a relationship – OFF.

Noup. Doesn’t work like that. This is one thing where you can’t learn on other peoples mistakes, you need to feel it & experienced it on your own skin, over and over again, and we never learn – because heart...the heart is forever inexperienced.

It's today, in this day and age, with Facebook and Twitter, Email and Skype, sms and Viber on the go loyalty, monogamy, fidelity and honesty to much to ask? Is it threatened to extinct?

Continuing on my “Masks off” post, visiting a “The museum of broken relationships” in Zagreb today, I could not help but wonder if human qualities Ilisted above are not needed anymore?

Let’s see, what has changed? The way we communicate did.


   On social media site profiles, we can be who ever we want to be, the better the profile picture taken in now worldwide official photo booth – our restroom, the more likes we get. This photo became very important – so with your best push up bra, make up and bad bathroom lightning in your parents apartment – an average girl who you would never notice on the street suddenly becomes mini Angelina Jolie!

Social media sites today, mainly Facebook – have became biggest dating sites, giving even people with lack of social skills and average looks the opportunity to shine and present themselves in better light, on the safe wireless distance from the person they are talking to.

   So now such sites have become a place where you can establish a first contact, meet in person, fall in love and then be paranoid throughout your relationship every time your partner is online thinking – who is that girl he added? Is he poking her?

 It seems like we have became increasingly oblivious to and ungrateful towards basic human morals and qualities we recognize in people who are by our side daily. With this increased speed and means of communication we have today we feel like we have infinite options and we are never sure of our current romantic choices.

 Is the girl I am with the best I can find? Maybe that blond girl with big boobs who is a model is better in bed then my girlfriend? …hmm…Nothing wrong with poking her and chatting once in a while…If my girlfriend doesn’t know it can’t hurt her..Right? Wrong. OFF.

Maybe that guy with six pack sitting in brand new (dads) Audi on his profile picture and brain surgeon degree (in his info tab) at the age of 25 is better choice for me, he poked me twice today!….hmm…Wrong. OFF.

What do you think darlings? 
Many might disagree and call me old fashion and overly romantic…but I still believe there is that one and only person that is just perfect for each of us. 
I believe relationships are full of ups and downs, challenges, makeups and breakups but we became too easy to quit and too fast to run away when the going gets tough.

Maybe I am wrong...but..."ja se neću smirit"....until I know the man I am with is right for me. No lies. No hiding. No side pokes & likes. I still prefer skin to skin versus wireless connection anyday! I want them always ON.


 „In a world of infinite options
there's no better feeling than knowing you only have one." 
S&TC 



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srijeda, 1. lipnja 2011.

TRUST.


There are exactly two ways to make it true – you give it to him, he gives it to you.

It should be like this from the start, no acting nor faking – it comes from the heart.

It’s precious and rare, value and cherish it,
It’s the most important thing you share - It shows how much you care. 

Don’t risk this precious trust for the sake of an easy lust,
  It could end with bunch of lies which often turn to tears in her trusting eyes.  

Your current little lust can turn your dreams into dust;
 Truth is a must when you are trying to earn her trust.

Recipe is simple – be true from the start,
Make your decisions smart,
In a couple be an equal part,
If your behavior is unjust,
Care enough to adjust – do it, all to keep her trust.

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utorak, 12. travnja 2011.

Poke.Poke.Auch!


Lately, I didn't feel like writing much,
Until you came around and I felt your gentle touch.
It all happened so dream like and fast,
Nothing like this ever happened in the past.
At the same time I feel butterflies and fear,
I wanted to run away but you kept me near.

Poke.Poke.Ouch!
You flew over to stay and didn't sleep on the couch.
Chemistry created that magical feeling, 
the nights were long, hearts started healing.
With you I feel safe and protected, 
cared for and fully respected.
No matter if this ends up to be good or bad,
Thank you for the magical times we just had.


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utorak, 1. veljače 2011.

True Happiness - Myth or reality?


I know that it might sound so silly, maybe even childish and immature, but I often wonder what is that can make me really happy. Up to a point that I am conscious about it as it is happening and able to be grateful for it on the spot.

Is this kind of "event" rare as a four leaf clove, as impossible as having enough shoes or as mythical as a pink unicorn?

For all who were wondering the same...I got a story to tell you...which I haven't told anyone, because it is so simple and kind of silly.

Once upon a time, in Astoria - Queens, on a regular work night, nothing extraordinary happened.

He was not a prince, rather a silly & sometimes a little random tall guy with a gap in between his first two teeth and in desperate need of a haircut. I was lying curled up in bed with his hand around me, he was fast asleep. Sleeping together was our thing. He started to snore and I turned around to kick him a bit to stop and I just realized - I was completely happy.


I consciously thought of how happy I was and how precious that moment was & how scary it would be not to be able to ever feel this again, and I hugged his hand around me and I cried. And he snored. I still remember these three years later.

I guess this was the reason I tried to make it work and why I was scared it might never happen with anyone else again.

What made you happy?


"Happiness is a perfume you cannot pour on others without getting a few drops on yourself."

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~





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After the storm






After the warm nights, fun days and many smiles,
After all the kisses, lunches together and funny rymes.

After the stupid ant and elephant jokes,
after the movie nights and many facebook pokes.

After you opened up to me,
we made plans and built the trust,

Here came the storm and
made all these dreams into a dust.

It came from nowhere, strong and cruel,
I didn't know you gave it a fuel.

I put my guard down, gave you my heart and my all
and expected you would be a man and stand tall.

You made your choice and left without a trace,
seems like your critics had a point when they said you don't deserve that real chance.


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srijeda, 12. siječnja 2011.

We made music together.


I got your letter and I was sad,
You wrote it cause of her and that made me mad,
I fell in love, and that was my only bad.

The words you used were hurtful and lame,
there was nothing for what you took the blame.
I am never aggresive, just young and naive,
I was always honest to you and my intention was never to decieve.

You can write all you want to make yourself believe,
all of our friends have noticed the emotion,
so go ahead and act like you have this new "devotion".

 After all, I don't regret a thing, 
everybody knew it wasn't just a fling.
We looked good together, it lasted long,
we both knew, something would soon go wrong.

I wish you all the best, whatever you choose to do,
just remember that for Tango - it takes two.
After so many years of lies - sometimes love dies, 
but I guess when there is cash in question - it somehow multiplies.



 Together we had fun times, wrote music and spoke in rhymes.
I jumped in it free and with an open heart, 
I just wanted to see you happy ...
so I don't feel like a victim and I am ready for a new start. 

"Zbogom."



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petak, 24. prosinca 2010.

CRY



I usually write my own lyrics...but these are straight on the point...with what happened...
Shame on you if you fool me once, shame on me if you fool me twice...

I'm not the type to get my heart broken

I'm not the type to get upset and cry
'cause I never leave my heart open
Never hurts me to say goodbye
Relationships don't get deep to me
Never got the whole in love thing
And someone can say they love me truly
But at the time it didn't mean a thing

My mind is gone, I'm spinning round

And deep inside, my tears I'll drown
I'm losing grip, what's happening
I stray from love, this is how I feel

This time was different
Felt like, I was just a victim
And it cut me like a knife
When you walked out of my life
Now I'm, in this condition
And I've, got all the symptoms
Of a girl with a broken heart
But no matter what you'll never see me cry

Did it happen when we first kissed?

'cause it's hurting me to let it go
Maybe 'cause we spent so much time
And I know that it's no more
I should've never let you hold me baby
Maybe why I'm sad to see us apart
I didn't give to you on purpose
Can't figure out how you stole my heart

How did I get here with you, I'll never know?

I never meant to let it get so, personal
And after all I tried to do, to stay away from loving you
I'm broken heart and I can't let you know
And I won't let it show
You won't see me cry 

All my life...
  
by Rihanna
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petak, 1. veljače 2008.

LINES OF LIFE


LINES OF LIFE  are posts which reflect emotions and life lessons I learned and  went through in different stages of my life, these are the lessons of growing up which based on your kind feedback many can relate to and find comfort in.


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