ORGASMIC LOVE

Let the positivity begin.

I love to write. There is peace in writing because you let it all out without inhibitions. I always come back to this when all is lost. I find refuge in living the moment in my own mind.

I love to read. Somehow, going into another person's mind is knowing that we are all different and its interesting to know other people. Also, I love the sent of books. The paper assaulted by dust, time and air exhumes a scent that well, I call Orgasm of the Nose.

I love to eat. There will always be that sort of pleasure that happens within me when the food is good. So I always try to feel it. In the words of a playful I call it Orgasm of the Palate.

I love to travel. When you are that person who seem to be looking for something that knocks on you on the back of your head, it helps to go to places. Sight-seeing is also Orgasm of the Eyesight.

I love to talk to people. Of course while considering stranger-danger. But to talk about culture, life and love with people who knew it best for having been there, is Orgasm of the Mind. New knowledge gained from raw knowledge is the most genuine of them all.

I love coffee. Thank God, there are a lot of coffee shops in my place and I get to try them all. I do not know but besides the fact that coffee makes me alert. I still did not figure out why bitterness and sweetness goes perfectly well in this one drink. It mere depends on preference if you want it cold or hot.

I am finished with all the things I love. I am so sorry for those whom I have hurt because I tried to change it. Well, I was never that person who loves to go home drunk and wasted because I partied all night. The morning after is what I loathe the most because of the guilt sceaming inside me. Nor did I like men hanging around because I never liked being touched. I have realized that I love being alone and on my own. It is who I am. It is simple as that.

I read my past posts and I was inspired again because of my own words. Indeed, problems strike other people and there is always that tendency of becoming good or bad. I choose to fight besides the strong urge to give up and die. Then, I thought, life is a pie. There are a lot of portions and you have to acknowledge the fact that you might fail on the other slices.My point is just live. It is always your disadvantage if you let yourself be defeated by all the f***** problems that come. Because the best is yet to come.