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#8 What if god was gay?

What if god was gay?

Yeah, that is what people say these days. And they say it with an amazing level of “carefreeness” (it’s a word I made up lol), I mean, who cares right?

BUT

If you said the exact same thing openly only a few hundred years ago, you would probably be stoned to death lol.

See, we have come a long way as a society. Women can vote, there is freedom of speech, there are electric cars, and doctors don’t try to treat cancer with blood-sucking leeches. It’s evident that a lot has changed for the better over the years, but the thing that has changed the most is: Religion has slowly disappeared from our lives.

I mean, in like 17th or 18th centuries, religion played an important part of the society. It was so important that in fact, the church had, at time, more power than the government. People were super religious, there were a LOT of taboos, and most importantly, everyone read their bible lol. Back then, being religious was the norm, it was the normal thing to do.

But today, we don’t give a FUCK about religion. We, as a society, are like those pretty mean girls in American high school movies. WILD, FREE AND PROGRESSIVE, is the name of the game these days!

We have deviated from our old values to such extent that these days, being religious is a taboo! Oh! look how the tables have turned. Back then, being an atheist meant you were a sinner and you would probably burn in hell (that is, if the church people didn’t burn you first lol). But today, if you are religious, then you are lame. Reading your bible, doing religious functions, and being a good religious person, is NOT COOL. Instead, doing what you want, getting drunk, sleeping with the next stranger you meet, calling women bitches and hoes, doing drugs, not believing in religious good and in general, not giving a flying fuck about anyone and anything, is cool. It’s honestly crazy when you think about it, oh how much things have changed.

The fact that I recently came across a porno, where a beautiful church nun was getting fucked by the priest, doesn’t help at all.

I mean, I’m cool with all of it. I mean who am I to have opinions on stuff when I damn well know my opinion doesn’t matter lol. But the thing that kinda makes me feel sad is the stigma that comes with being religious in today’s “modern” society.

I mean I know some friends who are religious, and a lot more who are the exact opposite! But I more than often find myself, making fun of my more religious friends, teasing them and thinking their beliefs as stupid. Now that I think about it, I am ashamed of myself. I mean, not being religious is itself, is kinda like a religion these days. Like, back in the day, if you were an atheist, you were stigmatized by the church; whereas nowadays, if you are religious, you are stigmatized by the rest of us. SO WHAT’S THE DIFFERENCE? We, the so called, “modern progressives” are the new church. We are a bunch of fucking hypocrites. We shame other people for being the way they are, and then later held ourselves in high regard, as forward thinking, smart and free individual. Ah, I’m not religious so I am automatically smarter and more progressive than other people. No you dumb ass! It just means you are an asshole who thinks that way. And not surprisingly, I was a dumb ass myself ; )

I mean the rules must be same right? I sympathize with the atheist in 17th century Europe who was shamed by the church, for being different, and I also sympathize with that girl in high school who gets ridiculed for bringing the bible at school, again for the same reason; being different. BOTH ARE WRONG.

And the situation is so bad that, there are lot of people who act like they are not religious and are “modern thinkers” just for the sake of it. They just do it just to be cool and be accepted by the society. These weaklings, throw other people under the bus just to appear cool, smart or funny. That just shows your lack of self esteem, and it doesn’t make you cool. Ah, that really makes me feel sad, for the people who get hurt by these mindless fucks and well, these dumb asses too, who are too naive to understand their own stupidity.

And even those who claim they are super progressive “atheist”, they are just fucking lying through their teeth lol. I mean, I used to think I was pretty much an atheist. But, what do you do when there is a little turbulence on your flight? What do you when the plane is about to make a harsh landing? What do you do when the doctor tells you, your mother has little chance to make it?

When adversity hits, we all turn our to somewhere , whether we like it or not. Religion is merely giving a name to that “somewhere”. It doesn’t matter if we give it a name or not, it’s still there and we need it. So, all of you self proclaimed atheist out there, acknowledge that you are just a human. You can deny the existence of a higher power, at times of ease and abundance; but when shit hits the fan lol, you get reminded of your rightful place ; )

I am not saying be religious or not; do what you like, I am just another guy on the internet, who cares about what I say lol? All I am suggesting is:

Live and let live.

How about that?

= )

02/ Strawberries and milkshakes.

Strawberries and milkshake.

#nospoilers

Well, the thing is, I didn’t really like my last movie review.

It was long, boring and didn’t make any point (I basically thought too much). So I gotta make up to it this time.

The Grand Budapest Hotel.

Original release: 2014.

I don’t have words to describe how this movie makes you feel.

The Grand Budapest Hotel is a rare masterpiece. It is not just a movie, it’s a beautiful movie. In fact, movie is so aesthetically pleasing that I consider this to be a painting to be admired rather than a movie to be watched. It’s fast, yet peaceful; dark yet funny, and highly dramatic yet very real. Art students will absolutely adore this movie.

The movie follows a plot where…. well I don’t know how to summarize it lol. There is a plot, but it doesn’t revolve around anything; it’s a strange story with so much happening at once! The movie does not have a theme. It just tells an entertaining story, and I absolutely love it. Not all movies need to have a serious plot, character development and a message. This movie has none of these. It’s just a movie, you go enjoy it and then forget about it. And it’s so fun and refreshing. It’s a light movie but it’s beautiful.

I personally think, the plot of the movie should not have been made into a movie at all. I mean, the story is such that, I think you would enjoy it more if you heard it from a storyteller, with your friends, around a camp fire. I feel it’s meant to be a mouth-told story, but the fact that the director Wes Anderson, managed to tell it visually and make it absolutely stunning, makes this movie that much more enjoyable.

The movie is fast; there are snappy chops, frequent location changes and perfect characters with on-point dialogues. But, that doesn’t take away the fact the movie telling a fictional story, so you are relaxed back even tho the story is progressing super quickly. You don’t get pulled into the story, you feel like an observer from the sidelines. I felt peaceful watching this movie, almost like, “it’s just a movie and nothing matters” vibe.

The movie is funny. It doesn’t try hard to be funny, but it succeed in making me laugh. See, I’ve watched a lot of so called, “comedy” movies, which almost always make me cringe. Those movies who claim to be funny, aren’t funny. This one doesn’t claim to be funny, but it really is. It’s rare that a movie actually makes me laugh, this one did, and I absolutely loved it. While the humor is somewhat dark and queer, it’s absolutely hilarious. You would love it.

And yeah, the characters in the movie are almost perfect and super unreal, they remind me of the color pink, and strawberry milkshakes. It’s a fairy tail in all aspects. But, within it’s dream like story, there are very relatable aspects to the movie as well. Like, the characters as a whole might not be someone you would encounter in real life, but their insecurities and emotions are very raw and real, and I could relate to it.

So all in all, its a strange, funny, light and most importantly Beautiful movie. So yeah, I liked it a lot.

The aesthetics and the plot were the highlights of the movie. I would give it a solid:

7.5/10

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0/ Once upon a time in Hollywood.

LSD soaked cigarettes and Brad Pitt is is sexyyyyyyy.

So I’ve been watching quite a bit of movies these days.

First, because I don’t have shit to do. Second, I have shit to do but I’m too lazy to do it.

Anyways, the thing is, I’ve watched a couple of Oscar nominated movies (yes OSCAR NOMINATED!, see I have such an amazing taste in movies lol ). So during my movie adventure, I’ve come across the good, the bad and well…. the ugly. And, I’ll share em all with you…. whether you like it or not ; )

And the first movie on the list is : ONCE UPON A TIME IN HOLLYWOOD.

Movie: Once upon a time in Hollywood.

Director: Quentin Tarantino.

Cast: Brad Pitt, Leonardo DiCaprio, Margot Robbie

Released date: July 2019

Awards and nomination: Academy award for best actor in supporting role; Brad Pitt.

So once upon a time in Hollywood is the newest offering from the proclaimed american director, Quentin Tarantino. His movies are fast, bold, action packed and explosive. In other words: crazy! That is his signature style of film making and people just love it! His films, Kill bill and Pulp fiction are regarded as classic masterpieces by critics. He is regarded as one of the best directors in the industry and with his never failing formula, he has directed some of the biggest movies over the last decades, but interestingly…. this movie is not your typical Tarantino movie: as it is neither fast, nor merely explosive in nature. It’s quite a left turn from his usual style movies. Hmmm what’s going on here? While trying new things is always a appreciated in art, it’s always a huge risk. So, with a big budget and even bigger stars, the big question is; will fans love this new Tarantino, or was this movie, perhaps a huge mistake and beginning of his downfall as a director?

THAT… We are about to find out ; )

So enough beating around the bush, let’s jump right into the movie.

The movie is an attempt to recreate that golden age of Hollywood in the 60s. A glorious time when movie stars used to snort cocaine like real rockstars, roamed around the sin city in fancy cars smoking big ass cigars and a time, when people actually went to the theaters to watch movies. The whole movie is in a word : a vibe. The 60s, when America was busy in Vietnam war, economy was booming and hippies were busy tripping over LSD. Ah! those were probably the most exciting times in history, and Tarantino tires to relive this glorious time with this movie. This movie is a time machine.

But what about the plot?

Ah that? Almost forgot about it lol. Well, unlike other movies, this movie doesn’t really have a story to tell. Wait what? A move without a plot? I mean, technically it does have a plot, but it’s not really a plot focused movie. And that is what’s so unique about this movie. It’s not really about the story, it’s all about the vibe.

But if we had to talk about the plot, the movie follows the life of Rick Dalton (Leonardo DiCaprio), a fading movie star in Los Angles and his stunt double/best friend Cliff Booth (Brad Pitt). It’s follows their story, how this fading star, tires to reclaim his spot in the ever so changing Hollywood (for which he fears that he is too old.) He was the doing well in the 50s when small TV series were popular, but in the 60s, TV series were dying and bigger budget movies were getting more popular. So, this middle age actor is now suddenly caught in between two very different eras in Hollywood. And he has to make this painful transition from being a small actor to playing lead roles in big movies. So, it’s also a history lesson on Hollywood. So, the movie revolves around his story.

But the story is not important tho lol.

And yeah, almost forgot to mention it, Brad Pitt is super hot in this movie!

I mean, sure he is old as fuck. But damn, look at that 56 years old biceps. And that groovy strong voice. And that attitude. Ahhhhhhhhh he is so sexy man! I would definitely turn gay form him ; )

And well there is another parallel story too. It’s about the other character, Sharon Tate, a newly wed actress married to a British director who just moved to Hollywood next doors to Rick Dalton’s home. The interesting thing is, the movie introduces her from the beginning and follows her for the whole movie along with Rick Dalton, but these two characters never even meet until the last part lol. It’s something I’ve never seen in a movie. Two parallel stories which have seemingly no connection. It was so confusing but in a weird way delightful. It was as if these two main characters of the movie, don’t mean much to the movie itself, although they are the main characters, kinda like how life goes on regardless if we are present or not. It was almost a peaceful experience, seeing the two stories unfold, knowing that there is absolutely no connection between them lol.

So, the movie has not only one, but 2 plots. But still, it’s not about the plot lol. Yeah, Tarantino has forged a rare gem with his genius = ).

Ah well, that’s all that I can give you about the movie without spoiling it that much lol. As a bonus tho, in the middle there are some hippies, a girl who wants to suck Brad Pitt’s dick for a car ride and well, some people get brutally killed (duh, it’s a Tarantino movie lol).

So all in all, it’s an amazing movie! It uniquely directed, with a very different way to telling a story. It’s something new, and honestly I could not have been more happier. I have nothing but good things to say about the movie. Just one thing, that Leonardo DiCaprio playing the character of Rick Dalton felt a little bit forced. It could have been better. But it’s a new concept for me, and I really love new things. It’s nothing like any other movie you have watched, IT’S DIFFERENT, and the directing is really awesome. Honestly, you should check it out.

And in case you are wondering, Tarantino delivered, and people absolutely loved this movie! So, kudos to the legend.

Rating: 8/10

= )

B. The sound of silence

The sound of silence.

Digital artwork illustration of a metal Flute in perspective

PART 1

Silence is the default mode of the universe. When everything stops, what remains? Silence. When everyone leaves, what remains? Silence. When the rain stops, what remains? Silence.

Yes, it is the mode of how things are; if you stop adding and changing that, which is already there, all that remains is, Silence.

Silence is inseparable to existence. If something exists, then silence exists. All that life is, is just a short ripple in the vast and still ocean of silence. Before birth, there was silence and after you die, there will be silence. You are born, you grow up, you work, get married, have babies, get old and then finally die, you make all that noise without a moment of rest in between. Hence, your life is nothing but a disturbance in the ever continuous tune of the universe: Silence.

So Silence is much bigger than us. It is above our puny understanding. It is the immortal part of the universe, while we humans, die and perish away. It is as old as time itself, yet it is younger than all of us, it never dies. Sound dies after a moment of chaos but silence is always there in the background patiently waiting to be heard. Only if someone was willing to hear.

If only someone was willing to hear.

Silence is the only thing that never leaves our side. Friends change, lovers change, relatives die away but silence never leaves us. It was with us when we were born and will be with us till we die. It will continue after we die too, it’s just that we won’t be able to feel it. So in a way, Silence is our best friend. Yes, it’s even closer to you than your so called ‘best friend’, but the sad part is you don’t even realize it.

PART 2

But what happened to silence?

These days all that we are doing is running away form our nearest and dearest friend, as if it is our arch enemy. In the old days, when humans were a little less smarter and a bit more kind, we were one with silence. We, silence and us, used to go to the top of the hills, look at the stars and marvel at this grand universe, holding hands, appreciating each other’s presence. A connection, we used to cherish.

But now, we humans have become a whole lot smarter and a little less kind. We moved ahead; we made airplanes to fly, we sent man in space, we made medicines to heal the sick, and we farmed to feed the hungry. Oh how much have we progressed! Give a round of applause for humanity! Oh how smart we are. We truly deserve a bunch of medals for our accomplishments. Every convenience we once dreamed about, we made it all a reality…. But in all of our achievements, we forgot about silence. Our good old friend was left behind while we moved ahead.

Yes, we don’t talk anymore, silence and us. We don’t go to the hills anymore. We don’t look at the stars anymore. We don’t hold hands anymore. We… we don’t appreciate each other anymore.

The more we changed, the smarter we became, the less kind we got; the further we got away from silence. Today we have every comfort except for the comfort that the absence of sound provides during times of chaos in our lives.

We wake up, make coffee, go to school, study, talk, come home, spend time on the internet, work, eat and then finally sleep. Meanwhile silence is waiting to be acknowledged, watching our BUSY lives from the sidelines. We laugh watching funny videos and we fool ourselves that we are happy and fulfilled. But how can a pen be happy, when it’s ink is gone; how can a king be happy when his crown is gone and, how can the soul be happy when it’s only companion, silence, is gone.

See, there was a relationship between silence and us, since the ancient times. The mind forgot it, the society forgot it, we forgot it, but the soul still yearns for the same relationship day and night. It cries for the lost friendship, shedding tears of agony while we hide our pain by filling our void with countless “things” which alas! bring no joy more to our lives. Hence, we, almighty humans, despite all of our great progress, are sadder, angrier and more confused than the old days. Ah the old days! when we were a little less smart and a bit more kind.

So what will you do?

Will you do what I did, ignore the cries of the soul and forge ahead in this chaotic world of ours, with an iron will to find happiness no matter the cost? and… presumably fail miserably as I did.

Oh you almighty human! will you listen to the cries of your soul, go back to your roots, and mend that fragile connection we once had with silence. Spend less time chasing happiness and a little more time in silence, holding hands on top of the hills, stargazing and appreciating…. the once lost friendship.

A friendship, we used to cherish.

= )

#7 Are you a whore?

Are you a whore?

Well this is a question I ask myself at a lot.

Weird right? Trust me, it’s nothing compared my other strange ideas.

So anyways, you might ask me, “why do you think that you are a whore?” Well, as with everything in life, it requires a bit of an explanation.

The troubles all started when I began using messenger. Wait what? Messenger? Yup, you heard me right. But what does an innocent simple app has to do with all this? Well, in short everything. See, every time I talk with someone on messenger, I feel hollow and kinda unsatisfied, just like a whore after a long day at work ; ) The thing is, all of my conversations that happen online feel empty to me. Maybe because I am strange as fuck, or I just like talking to people in person, the whole idea of online conversation seems repulsive. Talking with someone on my phone is like having sex with a slut; it’s fun for a while but you don’t get much out of it (not that I’ve tried tho).

See, don’t get me wrong here, chatting on the phone is convenient. It has made talking to our friends and families a whole lot easier. But that is the reason why I dislike messenger so much. But wait, isn’t “easy” a good thing? Well, for me, in this case, NO.

The thing with conversations being so easy is that it looses it’s value. I mean, if something was so easy to do, would anyone value it? Probably not. For example, if getting into Harvard was so easy, would anyone give a fuck if you got in? Definitely not. And that’s why it’s hard and that’s why we care. The same thing is with conversations, maybe it’s just me but, I can recall almost all of my real life conversations with my close friends but none of my online conversations with the same people. Why? Because online conversations have lost their value. We simply don’t give many fucks about our “phone conversations”. But in real life it’s different, and that’s why I like it so much.

See, in real life, having a conversation requires a degree of commitment, kinda like in a loving marriage (unlike online conversations, which I remind you, is like living in a relationship with a prostitute.) If you want to have a conversation in real life, there are no pauses or do overs; what you say in real life, you can’t take back, things matter in real life! unlike in messenger where you can even delete your messages. It’s fast and there are no pregnant pauses in between and that’s why is authentic; you have room to make mistakes, it’s imperfect and real. The other thing about real life conversations is that you really have to commit to a conversation for it to work out. Unlike in messenger where you can have conversations with 5 different people at the same fucking time. Now, it really sucks the joy out of a conversation if the person I am talking to, is talking to 4 different people like me at the same time. It’s deeply insulting to be honest. Imagine your husband or wife, apart from sleeping with you, sleeps with 4 of your neighbors! How would you feel? Certainly awful, and that’s what it feels like lol. It’s not even about commitment, it’s about general courtesy (which everyone expects from everyone), if I am talking to YOU, I expect you to talk to ME. That’s how it is in real life, but sadly not so much online.

It makes me sick when I think of the times when I am talking with someone while doing something else, like watching a Youtube video. I mean, imagine the same situation in real life; you are with your friend talking about how your day went but he is just kinda listening while watching some stupid video on his phone. How would you feel? You would feel bad. You would feel like you are not being valued by the other person. Well, that is the same thing in messenger. The rule is, when I am talking to you, can you please fucking talk to me too? I mean, I want to do something else, but I am also talking with you because well, you started a conversation but it would be rude not continue it. Do you realize how fucked up it is? It’s better to not have a conversation than to have one half halfheartedly. And I am guilty of it too.

I am so guilty in fact, one time I was watching porn, and then a chat head pops up. It’s my friend who wants to talk. Now the thing in my mind is, (option ‘a’) do I reply …. while I am watching. Or (option ‘b’) do I finish jerking off… then reply? Or (option ‘c’) for the sake of my friend’s dignity, pause in the middle, finish talking and then continue later? It was a very complex question which required a high level to thinking. But which option did I choose? No one knows ; )

The other thing that really annoys me is, half the time you send that laughing emoji, you are not even laughing or find the subject even mildly funny! You just fucking abuse that emoji because it’s easier to do that then to explain how you really feel. All those LOLs and ‘hehe’ or ‘haha’ are fake as fuck half the time. For every sentence, it begins with a fake ‘haha’ or ‘hehe’. I am like WTF is wrong with us? Why are we like this online? And the scary thing is, Why is everyone okay with it?

Maybe because we all are fake, and when the majority does anything…. anything!, it automatically becomes normal. Since we all are fake, it’s okay to be fake because one one calls out anyone for being fake. (Or maybe only I am fake lol, who knows?) And since we are all messenger whores, who have sex (conversations) with multiple partners at the same time, everyone is fine with being one.

Hehe so ladies and gentlemen! I present you the truth (not that it matters lol).

I am a whore and don’t you laugh you dumb ass, because you are one too ; )

= )

*In no way I intend to disrespect women or those who are sex workers by using words like slut and whore. Some people have needs and circumstances that push people into this line of work, and I have utmost respect for these people and their struggles.

A. Weakness

Did you know, you are stupid as fuck?

We human beings are dumb.

And it’s not our fault.

Now don’t get me wrong here, yes we are kinda smart. After all, we are the smartest creatures in the planet; we build trains and planes, we create complex art and we even explored what’s outside this boring planet of ours.

Wait, so why are we dumb then?

So yeah, we are very smart in that regard (as in we can create stuff), BUT despite our advances in science and technology, we have a built-in super weakness which makes us actually very, very stupid.

Now, what’s this secret weakness you may ask.

Drum rolls please! *failed attempt to create suspense lol

>We fail to see the bigger picture and we think short term.

See, we humans do not think about the future enough and we get lost in what’s here and now. We make decisions based on what’s right in front of our eyes and not think about the consequences of our decisions. And when you only think about what’s here and now, there is a high possibility that you will get seriously fucked up.

Now, enough of this stuff, let me show you what I actually mean; there is a bit of personal story in it, but bear with me ; )

So, about a year ago, I was sitting in this biology class (presumably at the front), and our teacher was teaching about biodiversity and the ecosystem. Now, many perceived this teacher of ours to be slow and boring, but surprisingly, I used to LOVE his classes. I mean, he taught interesting stuff and discussed things in the class that were not in the book, (unlike those fucking morons who just read out what’s in the goddamn book and call themselves a teacher). So, all in all he was an awesome guy.

Alert: a bit of biological bullshit ahead! Little understanding required, hope you are smart enough lol. *Feel free to skip the section below and jump to next one if it’s too boring for you, hopefully it’s not.

So, in that class, he was teaching this concept where, everything in nature follows a population curve that look like hills; like it goes up and then it comes down and then it goes up again. So, the curve basically showed that population of every creature in the wild is heavily regulated by nature ie; it follows the population curve.

For example take rabbits; when there are few rabbits, they have enough grass to eat, so they eat a lot and then naturally fuck a lot (they are rabbits after all lol) and make a lot of babies. Now, the baby rabbits also grow up and they also fuck and then create more baby rabbits and the cycle continues, until…. till the rabbit population hits the peak of the population curve. So what happens at the top of the hill (ie; the peak)? Well, when there are too many rabbits….. then problems come up. Like there won’t be enough food for all those fucking rabbits and also, with so many rabbits crowded together, there will be a high chance that they will suffer from different diseases, which would naturally KILL A LOT OF THEM. And so, the rabbit population goes downhill until it reaches the optimum low, and then the cycle continues, and the population rises again… you get the idea ; )

> If you didn’t read the whole explanation, don’t worry it wasn’t really necessary in the first place lol. Just read

So, notice how the rabbit population never increases above the maximum peak value of the population curve. That’s the main point of the concept:

“NO CREATURE’S POPULATION CAN KEEP GROWING FOREVER.”

(Because of many reasons such as lack of food or disease when there are too many creatures.) Pretty simple right?

But then something came to me. I looked at the population graph of human beings, and guess what? It showed a general increase in population since the beginning of our species. So what does this mean? It means we don’t follow the damn population curve, we keep growing and growing We don’t follow one of the most fundamental rule of nature. We are the only exception to this rule.

Or are we?

Being the curious type, I naturally asked my awesome teacher: “Sir, why is it that we (humans) have kept growing and growing unlike, say rabbits or any other creature for that matter?”

And he answered, “Because we are smart, and we keep finding ways to sustain our growing population by innovation (and rabbits are not, they are dumb as fuck)“

And for the time being I was like “oh, he is right.” But the more I think about it a year later, the more I doubt what my teacher told me that day.

Why?

Because I doubt that we are smart enough. I hope I am wrong but do you really think we are smart enough to fool nature? We might delay it, but we cannot deny what’s inevitable. We cannot fool nature forever, sooner or later it will catch up, and when it does we can accept it gracefully because we all knew the end was coming deep down. Sooner or later we will have to follow the population curve and our number will have to drastically decrease. We had our fair share of warnings.

But what if we actually are smart enough?

There is still hope. I have no choice but to HOPE.

But that’s when our weakness comes in, remember the secret weakness? lol I think forgot it already. Here,

>We fail to see the bigger picture and we think short term.

This is what scares me. We are very bad at thinking what’s to come. Right now, everything is fine, the restaurants are busy, movie halls are packed, houses are being bought and sold, children are going to school. Business as usual. We are comfortable now, but I am scared that since we only think short term, we will remain in the illusion that things will be the same. That, is worrying. because if we keep behaving the way we are right now, it clearly won’t be the same.

Just look around you, how many people are there. I was recently in a big market, and there were so many people. So many people buying so much stuff. I was there buy a chicken for dinner with my friend, but so were so many other people. I imagined how many chickens were eaten that day, while I was eating my own lol. Then I imagined, where do these chicken come from? Who produces these chicken? How do they produce this chicken? In fact in one day, I guess millions and millions of chickens are eaten everyday. MILLIONS OF CHICKEN. And well, these chicken also need to eat right? Where does the feed come from? It MUST come from somewhere right?

There isn’t an infinite source of chicken feed, nor chicken to sustain the hunger of seemingly infinite tummies around the world without completely destroying the atmosphere. It’s as simple as that, but the question is, is it stopping us from eating chicken?

And the answer is NO. But we know, this unsustainable, and it puts pressure on the environment and fucks up the atmosphere with greenhouse gases. Yet, we still eat chicken, moreover we waste chicken everyday. Why do we do this? Well, you guessed it, it’s because of the secret weakness of ours. We live in a illusion of abundance. And we only see what’s right in front of us, right now. And what’s that? Seemingly never ending supply of chicken. But if you dig below the surface, we know it’s not true. We don’t have an infinite number of lands, feed or chickens to feed the ever growing population. And as a plus point it’s also gonna to fuck our planet up. But we are too dumb to realize it fully and act upon it. We don’t reduce our meat consumption, nor do we stop wasting food. We don’t clean up our rivers and we keep depleting our natural resources. Why? Again, because of our weakness.

So the bottom line is: We NEED to overcome this weakness of ours, if we are to avoid the fate of the poor rabbits. We need to think seriously about the future and act accordingly. We have no choice. And I hope we can overcome this weakness that’s in each and everyone of us. It’s not that only stupid or bad people think that climate change isn’t real, or waste chicken meat everyday. It’s in EVERYONE OF US. These two things are quite the same believe it or not, and if you waste chicken meat like me, welcome aboard to the dumb people’s club! You are officially one of the so called, “old and stupid” people = ) So, we all have this weakness, and its fucking dumb to think of others as being old or ignorant, when you yourself don’t do shit to change the status quo. We truly are a bunch of hypocrites.

So the weakness is in everyone of us. Just remember the last time you procrastinated to complete an assignment ; ) it’s just that 7 billion people are procrastinating right now and you are one of them.

So, all in all, yes we are dumb, but we are also smart. We are human beings after all and we have the ability to make our choices. And the choices won’t be easy, these would be truly difficult choices to make. We have let the status quo continue for so long that it would take a lot of effort to get out of our comfort zones. It would be painful to close already existing coal mines with hundreds of workers and start all over again with solar panels, it would take effort to take the stairs instead of the elevator and it would be a chore to remind yourself to not waste food every time you eat. But, we can and have to make these choices, and I believe in together we can. I believe in us.

#6 I saw a woman cry

I saw a woman cry

Clipart of a heart and stethoscope depicting a heart check up vector color drawing or illustration

Ah med school! The wonderful place where people go to become doctors.

Meh,wonderful might be an exaggeration tho lol. Sure, there are a lot of interesting things in med school: like, holding a real human heart during class as if it’s a normal thing to do or, peeling the skin of a dead man whom you know nothing about. These things are kinda fun, um interesting might be a better word. But there are some things, apart from the obvious long ass lectures and never ending exams, that make you wonder, if doctor life is worth it or not.

It was an almost perfect day. The temperature was 28 degrees with 98 percent humidity with no signs of rain (I hate rainy days.) But most importantly, I had finally finished all my classes. Ah! nothing like taking a break from a long day, which in my case usually starts at freaking 8 in the morning.

*Now all I had left to do was to buy some oranges.

What? Oranges?

Yup, you heard me right. MY MOM WANTS ME TO EAT FRUITS EVERYDAY. So yeah, gotta do what the supreme leader says ; )

So I went to the market, which is like really really big. It’s so big that I need to write a paragraph about it lol.

So It’s so so big, like you can get everything here. It’s buzzing with a LOT of people. Someone is cooking, someone is arguing, someone is begging, someone is calling you out. It’s crazy! Heck, there are so many people, you are bound to get lost in the crowd. It’s also dirty, like REALLY REALLY DIRTY. Like with so many people, you kinda expect it to be dirty. But it’s next level dirty, gotta see it for yourself. = ) Your senses won’t get time to rest here.

Everything about this place is in extremes lol.

So, long story short I bought some oranges after going from one shop to another trying to find a better deal (gotta save that money!). But in the end, I got ripped off regardless, because for them, I’m a foreigner (not many foreigners come to this place), and with my half decent effort to speak their language and sound like one of them, they catch me out lol. But, it’s okay, getting ripped off is part of life, you live and you learn = ) BTW, my other friend, with whom I will spend 5 long years together lol was also with me; she wanted to buy a mirror for some weird reason, but we couldn’t get a fair price so we ended up not buying any.

And now that we had completed our somewhat mediocre shopping. Time to go back to our hostels = )

We decided to go through the hospital emergency gate since the girl’s hostel is nearby. But, when we were about to reach the hostel, we heard loud crying noises form the emergency gate. That immediate freaked me out. It’s not like you get to hear grown up people cry everyday. Hmm something was off. As we drew closer, there was a big crowd of people circling the source of crying.

And then I saw it.

THERE WAS A WOMAN IN BURKHA, LYING HELPLESS ON THE ROAD, CRYING PAINFULLY. SO PAINFULLY, YOU COULD ALMOST FEEL THE MISERY IN HER CRIES.

It was an almost perfect day. The temperature was 28 degrees with 98 percent ……….. NOT SO MUCH NOW.

So, I got stressed now. I stared feel weird in my tummy. It was a strange feeling kinda like almost panicking (I can’t handle stress very well). My other friend was also freaked out, trying to make sense of what was happening.

Thankfully, there were some seniors nearby watching the whole thing. To be exact, my SriLankan senior was with his Filipino girlfriend (who had mesmerized me with her makeup and high heels during the get together only to disappoint me in real life lol, she was still beautiful, but not as hot as I had seen her 3 days ago.) So, anyways, we asked her about what was happening and she told us this :

HER BABY DIED ON THE WAY.

Ah man! another blow to my almost perfect day. I stood there watching the poor woman crying her soul out, for losing her child. I just stood there, dumbfounded by what I had seen.

But surprisingly, the seniors were kinda acting normal. To be honest, that freaked me out even more. They were acting as if nothing happened, they were talking about how they will go the library to study (apart from obvious), then have some snacks together or something like that lol. Then maybe, by seeing the looks on our faces, so she told us this, “Ah, it’s nothing to worry about, the loud crying noises used to be my alarm when I was new here”. I was like, ” ugh.. ok”. Like this didn’t really bother her; a mother loosing her child, a woman lying helpless on the road, crying, suffering in pure misery. She had become accustomed to the doctor life, she had become immune, she had become immune to all the misery she saw.

Welcome aboard ! = )

But then I thought about it. I get it, I get it why she was not really bothered. Everyday, I walk from hostel to lectures, on the way I see people being loaded on ambulances, old people who look more dead than alive, and well, occasionally, I see a dead body being lowered from the ambulance on a stretcher by men, whose job is to look after the dead, and soon to be dead. Yup! that’s what I see early in the morning. And that’s everyday. You can’t help it, it becomes normal after a while. There is misery everywhere, you accept it and move on.

Imagine the person, whose job is to see people die everyday. Must be weird way to live life right?

So, yeah after the weird experience, my friend went to her room, and then I went to my hostel (which is like a 10 minutes walk). On the way, I kept thinking about that woman. Not that I wanted to, but I couldn’t help it. The loud crying and the woman kept coming to my mind. I couldn’t get it out of my head for a while.

I reached my room, (which is like a small corner, but hey, at least it’s mine ; ). Kept my oranges on the table, washed up, changed clothes and then laid on my bed. Ah! long day huh? I watched some funny videos of John Oliver on Youtube, (check him out, he’s really good), laughed a little and forgot about the crying woman. Then I slept for like 2 hours, (it’s standard practice here to sleep in the afternoon after classes, only to wake up all night lol). Then got my books and went to the school library to get some studying done. Took a break in the middle, went to cafe and ate some samosas lol. Finished studying, came back, had dinner, talked with my room mates for a while, and then surfed the web until I finally slept around midnight lol.

It amazes me how different my day and the crying woman’s day had been. On one hand, it was like any other day for me, but for her, she lost her child that day, and she will forever remember this particular day. It’s almost funny, how different it had been for us. I saw her suffering in misery, stood there for a while and then forgot about her, while for her it was the most painful thing that can happen to a mother. I couldn’t feel her pain, I couldn’t feel what she was feeling. If I had, I wouldn’t have brushed that experience off as if it was nothing. It made me realize, how limited we humans are as to empathize with each other. We lack empathy by nature. We can see someone suffering, and their pain won’t mean anything to us. We can only feel our pain, and no one else’s. I lacked empathy that day and so did the people who saw the poor woman.

Meh, enough thinking lol.

But yeah, I can only imagine what doctors go through everyday. I can only hope I will be strong enough to move past the misery that surrounds me.

Can’t wait to become a doctor! …… nah, not really ; )

= )

*Apart from the fact that I need to study for tomorrow’s test, which is like everyday.

#5 It’s not love, you dummy.

It’s not love, you dummy.

I GOT AN A+ IN PHYSICS.

But wait. What does it have to do with this article?

Not much to be honest. Just wanted to say that. It makes me feel good lol.

But yeah you heard me right. I got an A + in physics. People sometimes think that I’m smart lol.

Why?

Because I know this: Huygen’s diffraction model states that each wavelength in a waveform acts as a point secondary source for other wavelengths and when a tangent is taken from the the infinite wave fronts originating from the secondary point, we get an imaginary curved line with represents an entirely new circular wave. And since we all know (actually, I know lol), that permeability of a medium is inversely proportional to the speed of wave in the medium, these waves show more distinct pattern in a denser medium than a rarer medium.

Pretty impressive huh? ; )

Is this what being smart mean? How ironic lol. I mean, I remembered a bunch of facts from the old book of mine. Listened to the little guy in the classroom, who happens to be an amazing teacher (guess who?). And then panic studied my ass off because I was scared that I would disappoint my parents. There was also a little bit of interest too if I’m being honest, but just a little bit ; ) There is really not much to it.

But people still think I’m smart. And I’m not complaining anytime soon lol.

BUT

I’M ACTUALLY A DUMMY.

Why?

Because there are some things in life that school can’t teach you.

There are no classes for it, nor are any teachers. There are no grades, nor are there books. To learn this thing; you have to take leaps of faith, fall, get bruised, stand up, dust your pants off and do it all over again. There is no other way. (And I’m not particularly the strong type as you can guess by looking at me lol) So, you can see why it’s hard for me and because I’m such a dummy, I just suck at it. Particularly at:

Falling in love.

See, I’m really bad at it when it comes to issues of the heart. There are no books for it, like there are to understand how physical chemistry works. So don’t blame me lol. My emotional IQ is probably in negatives.

The problem with me is, I fall in love really quickly or don’t fall at all. And I fall for the wrong people at the wrong time.

So it is safe to say that instead of falling in love like normal people, I stumble and bumble into it and instead of landing on my feet, I fall flat on my face lol.

So listen kids, let me tell you a story that happened in a distant country, where the sun never sets and the residents are trap in a timeless evening. Meanwhile, I hope you will learn something too.

So, once upon a time, in the distant country, there was a boy. The boy was like any other boys in such stories. There was NOTHING special about him. Yup, just another boy. But there was one thing particularly different about him. That is, he was a dumb dumb with a fractured heart.

So one day, he went to school, just like any other boy. The school was so BIG! with so many new people that the boy had never seen. The boy was happy in his own bubble but all of a sudden his bubble burst and he was exposed to the harsh reality of this new world.

The boy was sad. Why? Well duh, because his happy bubble burst and he felt alone in this very strange place. So, he cried. (not like cried cried; boys don’t cry) but he cried inside. He was no longer the prince of his own little kingdom and it hurt him. Those were very sad times you see.

But another fine day, he met this girl. Well, this girl was complete opposite of the boy! Everything about her was special it seemed, at least to the boy. The girl was, in one word, HAPPY, while the boy was so sad. The girl glowed like a light bulb, always laughing and smiling; it seemed like the dark shadows of sadness were scared of her brilliance. So, the boy was awestruck, like a moth looking at a glowing candle. In fact, he was a moth, mesmerized at the only source of light in his dark world, THE GIRL.

So, like any other dumb moth, he flickered around the light. It gave him warmth and light. It almost seemed like he was beginning to feel happy again. Almost. And slowly with time, the girl started to grow on the boy. It seemed, without the girl, the boy lost his warmth like a moth when it looses it’s light.

THE BOY WAS DEPENDENT ON THE GIRL.

But because the boy was such a dumb dumb, he thought it was actually love. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? He thought he was in love! Well, no normal person would be dumb enough to think that way, but this is the boy we are talking about. Such a dummy! Anyways, he thought it was all love and grew attached to her. Meanwhile, the girl had no clue whatsoever!

So, the days passed, then the months passed and then the years passed. But the sun never set in the world where the sun never sets. There was still light remaining in the horizon as it had remained for as long as the fogged-up eyes of the wise old crow could remember.

Meanwhile, the poor boy grew more depended on the bright girl. So much so, that he could only be happy when he was with her. But like any other boy, he was scared. He was scared if the other girl was in love with him too or not. He was restless, he couldn’t sleep. Those were very strange times, very strange indeed. So, like any other cheesy romantic movie, song or novel you have seen in your life; the boy mustered up the courage to ask the BIG QUESTION.

So guess what? He did ask the big question, the question which had denied him his sleep for many days, so many that he couldn’t count them all. And now, you prolly already know how the story goes.

Drum rolls please!

The girl said, it’s not love, you dummy! and walked away, as would any other normal girl.

(sad clown music)

= (

All hope was gone in a flash! Everything had turned to black.

The boy felt a shard pain in his chest. A pain so hideous, he couldn’t even tell if he fully felt it or not. It was as if the walls of his imaginary world, the walls he had built so faithfully, had all collapsed all at once. It was painful.

He had fallen in love, well …. fallen flat on his face to be exact.

THE BOY WOKE UP.

His breathing heavy. His hair messed up and his eyes watery. He clutched his cheat expecting that awful pain but it was gone. And there was something different about everything.

The sun had finally set and it was morning.

The residents were no longer trapped in an endless evening. Everything was new about this world, even the old crow felt somewhat young.

That morning the boy went to wise crow for a checkup. To check on his fractured heart.

The wise crow, who had the knowledge of all the books in the world, gently placed his feathery wings on the boy’s chest and felt, with his eyes closed for a long long time. And he slowly opened his eyes in sheer disbelief. The boy’s fractured heart had been cured.

So, all in all, though the boy had fallen face first into the harsh realities of love and delusion. The encounter with the radiant girl had not been all bad. The sun had finally set in the unforgiving world of his. There was a new beginning; dawn had finally arrived. The old crow felt somewhat younger (though he still looked old). The beautiful girl had healed his fractured heart and most importantly, the dumb little boy, (to the surprise of everyone), finally thought he had learnt something.

And as always, the boy in the story is definitely NOT me. ; )

But what did he learn?

Ah, that’s up to you. You should know by now, but anyways, I’ll help you out. ; )

He learnt the most important lesson at falling in love: the difference between love and dependency.

So, the only mistake that the boy made, apart from being dumb lol, is that he was delusional. He did not understand the crucial difference between falling in love and, depending on someone and thinking it’s love. See, when you are needy, and someone, ANYONE, is kind to you, the kindness is magnified. And magnified kindness can easily be mistaken as love. So, there is a difference; had the boy not been sad and needy, he would have not been blinded by the girl’s radiance and not blindly fall in love with her. Hence, it’s impossible to love a needy person and a needy person to love. You should make yourself happy first and take care of yourself, then only you can be loved and taken care of by others.

So, boys and girls, always remember this: Love yourself first, then only can you love other people. If you don’t love yourself and you are needy and sad, then no matter how well you build your walls of illusion; the person of your delusional love story is bound to tell you:

It’s not love, you dummy!

For your heart is too fragile. Keep it safe.

= )

#4 Girl, you better have some nice titties.

Girl, you better have some nice titties.

I want a girl with a fat ass and nice titties. And she should be curved, as curved as a… As a banana?

Anyways, you know how they say 36 24 36? So she should have a 36 inch chest, or should I say breasts? ; ) Big ones! Like they say Double D cups or some shit. But mind you! She should NOT have a 36 inch waist. That would be a DISASTER! Noooooo. She should have exactly 24 inch waist, or even smaller! (Fat girls are a curse for humanity.) And then the best part, she should have a 36 inch or BIGGER ASS. She should be exactly like a hourglass which I can watch all day, mesmerized. While buying a car, the front is as important as the back, so is the case with women. Yeah, so I want my bitch to be like a Ferrari, not a fucking Toyota lol. So remember girls; big boobs, small waist and big ass. If not, then your life’s not worth living.

Don’t be skinny

Don’t be fat

If you are

Then being beautiful?

Forget it, you are just not good at that.

Ah and the face. I don’t want a dark bitch. Dark women are ugly! Ugh… I want a fair princess to suck my dick, like snow white or repunzel or sleeping beauty or barbie or… Wait are all princesses white? Nevermind. Use some white powder or something, anything! But be fair and lovely before you even come look at me, I can’t stand an ugly dark bitch. I want perfection. I want white. White white white! ; )

DO THAT MAKE UP THING!

Moreover, the face SHOULD NOT have any pimples or spots or any nasty shit like that at all. It should and must be SPOTLESS. No dark patches, no pimples, no birth marks, not a single mistake. God must have created you picture perfect, if not, you are ugly and worthless. Who will love a girl with nasty pimples all over? No one will ever love you and you will die alone. You are not beautiful.

Who will love a girl with nasty pimples all over her face?

No one will ever love you and you will die alone. You are not beautiful.

And your face should be symmetrical (didn’t you learn geometry?). And your teeth should be perfect, your lips should be RED and your eyebrows should be great. You’ve seen barbie when you were little right? Learn something from her you dummy! (of course, women are dumb anyways so not your fault actually).

And oh god oh god. Don’t even talk to me about body hair. Do women even have body hair? No, I don’t think so.

Wait… Hold on a second. They do! THEY DO? OH MY GOD! THEY DO? Even in the armpits? Oh no! No no no! Ah fuck! Why did god made them like this! Ugh women with armpit hair? Ah man! = ( I’m sure Snow white didn’t have armpit hair, BE LIKE HER.

Oof, never mind we can work with some hair too. But BE SURE TO TRIM THAT ARMPIT HAIR. I don’t want you to wear that sexy short sleeve dress and then show those ugly, hairy armpits. Ugh, I feel gross even thinking about it. Now go ahead, go on and make those armpits CLEAN. Oh you say it irritates your skin or some shit? I don’t give a fuck! do whatever it takes but make it spotless clean.

And I don’t want to hear about bleeding vaginas okay? ewwwwww! women are so gross! That’s your problem, fix it yourself and I’m not going to buy pads for you at the store. It’s embarrassing for me okay?

And please for god’s sake don’t talk to me about how your day was, or how your job sucks or how did that other friend made you feel today. I DON’T HAVE TIME FOR THIS BULLSHIT. Be real okay, I don’t really care about your stupid day or how you feel. I got some work to do.

Ah shit, you crying now? ah fuck now i have to deal with this shit too. WTF bitch you are wetting my pillow! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? I think i need another one, this one needs too much maintenance. oh my god. Now, now don’t cry. Ugh… I’m sorry okay? Now wipe your tears and bend over. I’m horny.

And don’t interrupt when I’m talking. Be shy and just listen to me and most importantly AGREE with whatever I say. And let ME open the car door okay? I want to look strong in front of my friends and don’t you dare make more money than me. I’M THE MAN OF THE HOUSE. What do you expect? Me, taking money form a women to run the home? Fuck no! Either, I make money or we live on the streets.

Wait WHAT? You pregnant now? Ah i see, now you expect me to put up with all your bullshit and this baby thing too. Girl, I told you this wasn’t a long thing and you know you don’t mean shit to me. I’m just here for a quick smooch okay? What the fuck do you mean it’s my fault? As far as I can remember you are the one with belly thing, NOT ME.

Ah, don’t cry again! All right, i’ll make it up to you. I’ll pay for the abortion okay?

So, what do you say girl? ; )

Monica?

Jasmine?

Divya?

Jenny?

Aakriti?

Shristi?

Rachana?

AH FUCK! GUESS I’LL HAVE TO SETTLE FOR A SEX DOLL AGAIN.

= )

#3 I hope your plane crashes and you die.

I hope you plane crashes and you die.

Sounds too harsh? Sounds like something only a really fucked up person would say?

Yup, that person is me. And it can be you too. You never know. ; )

I’m a bad person and so are you. You want to fuck the world but why won’t you?
I’ll tell you why.

Because its not a good thing to do and you should be a “good person.” All the bad guys in superhero movies loose in the end. Batman beats the joker, superman beats Lex Luther and spiderman beats the goblin. But why did the goblin loose? Well, because he was a “bad person”, so you should be like spiderman.

But there is a goblin in everyone of us, but we hide it. We fake it to everyone else, we tell us lies that we not like the goblin. We are not evil. But how long will you lie to yourself? Aren’t you sick of lying? I know I am, so I stopped.

Jelousy, hatred, judgement.

You feel it but don’t show it

And if you do, don’t let them know it

Because if they did

You will be “that guy” and everyone will stay away from you and leave you to be alone.

Alone and lonely.

Instead, be happy! Smile a little more and say hello to your relatives. Always hope the best for everyone. Don’t hate anyone. Love everyone. Hope your friends get into the best colleges. But what about me? Ah it doesn’t always have to be about you, does it? Yeah.. But what about me? Ah, can’t you be happy for someone for a second? And don’t ask these stupid questions. Put on a big smile, and tell everyone how happy you are and how much you love them!

DO NOT ROCK THE BOAT.

I REPEAT, DO NOT ROCK THE BOAT.

ACT COOL, NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS OR HOW YOU FEEL.

YOUR FEELINGS DON’T MATTER. ACT COOL, MAKE EVERYONE FEEL GOOD EXCEPT YOURSELF.

But why?

Because that’s the RIGHT THING to do. So, stop complaining, suppress those nasty emotions and put on a smile. Because people like it when you smile more! Fake it if you have to, but i can’t have you running around telling everyone how you feel about them. Just fake it okay? Is that too much to ask? And trust me, you are doing yourself a favor by being “nice” to everyone. No one like hearing the truth. So, tell some lies, just so that everyone gets along. = )

But no, I can’t lie anymore. I can’t fake it anymore. I am a nasty person and I accept it.

Ahhh, what did you say? You can’t fake it? AH YOU ARE SUCH A BAD HUMAN BEING! You are not happy that all of your friends got in great colleges but you couldn’t get into any? You are not happy that your relatives came over for dinner? Won’t gonna act pleased and talk to them? You hate him? How could you hate someone? Only bad people hate other people, good people love everyone. And you are jealous of them? HOW COULD YOU? Good people do not get jealous, they want the best for everyone. How could you not like everyone? I think there is SOMETHING WRONG with you.

I am disappointed in you. You are a disappointment.

Can’t you suppress your emotions? Can’t you hide that you are jealous and laugh with them? Congratulate on their success (even if it’s fake)? Can’t you say that you like them, even if you don’t? Aren’t you even strong enough to do this?

No, I am not strong enough. I am weak, weak, weak weak!

I am weak like a cockroach. I am a cockroach. Weak, nasty and filthy.

But at least I am myself.

So, I am not spiderman, no, I am the goblin. I am weak, I am nasty and I hurt people because someone hurt me and I can’t fight the pain. I am not strong enough to fight it, so I inflict pain on others to feel good about myself. At least everyone else is suffering with me. I am not alone in my misery. Misery loves company. And I am not ashamed of myself.

A long time ago, in a distant country, there was a man who was jealous of the other man. And he “hated” the other man. But he was taught be a good person. So, he told himself all the time, “don’t be jealous, don’t be jealous, don’t hate him, don’t hate him!”. So much so that he couldn’t sleep at night. He thought he was becoming a “bad person” which was the absolute worst thing that could happen to anyone. He got so consumed by his thoughts that he eventually started to HATE HIMSELF FOR HATING THE OTHER PERSON. Physical pain is bad, but when you hate yourself, and you can’t help it; you heart burns in pain and you can’t sleep. That’s the worst thing one can experience. It was all misery, in its purest form. Eventually however, the hatred won over the morality and the person learnt to accept his jealousy. MIND YOU,he wasn’t proud of himself, but at least he could sleep at night. So, that way he eventually got rid of his misery, and lived life as a happy, weak and nasty cockroach who can sleep without hating himself.

And the person in the story definitely NOT ME. ; )

Sometimes, it’s okay to be jealous.

Sometimes, it’s okay to hate someone.

Sometimes, it’s okay to not put up with someone whom you don’t like.

/ you are not perfect, it’s okay to have flaws /

Sometimes, it’s okay to be a “bad person”.

So, i hope your plane crashes and you die.

Have a great day! = )