Happy birthday, Stupid. 

What the hell did you do now?

What the hell did you do to sabotage your own relationship?


Yes, I heard. 

Can’t seem to keep one going long enough, huh?

Did you do what you did years ago?

It can’t be something you didn’t do. 

‘Cos not much has ever been expected of and from you. 

And it was always that particular thing you did. 

That thing that always escalated to something you overdid. 

That unforgivable thing…

But you’ve always been forgiven time and time again, haven’t you?

And yet, you haven’t learned a thing, have you?

So was that what you did?


Did you run around kissing girls and making them cry?


Did you run around kissing girls and making her cry?


“And who do you think you are?

Runnin’ ’round leaving scars

Collecting your jar of hearts

And tearing love apart

You’re gonna catch a cold

From the ice inside your soul”

– Jars of Heart, Christina Perri

So apparently, there’s already a song written for people like you. 

Seriously, who do you think you are?

Who the hell do you think you are, Stupid?

But then again, it’s probably karma coming back to bite you in the ass. 

Sorry, but I’m not sorry. Neither are the rest of the hearts in that jar. 

PS: ‘Stupid’ was your favourite thing to say. Now, ‘stupid’ right back at you.🙂


Moments before birth and death,

you are struck by fear and anxiety

Fear of the unknown

Anxiety that comes with anticipation

Your thoughts are muddled

They are dark and grey

filled with uncertainties

Your emotions and mental ability being toyed,

you cuss and bitch in them, at them

You are in that state of depression

of self-oppression and self-dejection

You want it to be over 

But you’re not prepared for it to

You sink deeper as you await 

the time of its passing

where you cross over 

to a place foreign to you

to see faces alien to you

in a future realigned for you.
…Wrote this a week before I gave birth. 

Staying together

Just the other day, a friend of mine and I were talking about this. Keeping a relationship of any sort is never easy, let alone keeping one that is bound by a covenant. But it is possible, with lots of effort. 
It may seem so easy for some people, especially those who look happy, contented and affectionate when the couple is together outside of their home. But the reason why they are still together is not what you see through their interactions in public. 
It is a lot of hard work behind closed doors. Lots of struggling to not bite each other’s head off during an argument. 

Lots of battling with the temptation to just throw in the towel and say, “Why do I even put up with you when I don’t even need you?” 

Lots of suspicions.

Lots of doubts. 

Lots of trying (and sometimes just not giving a damn anymore) to prove their faithfulness and fidelity towards each other.

And most of all, lots of reconciliation that tests how true they both really are sorry for their own actions. 

Marriage is the most challenging thing anyone has to go through. But the one who makes it ’till death do us part’ is the one who heroes it out for all to see that there is hope for true love and a lasting relationship, in a place so bleak and miserable such as this world that we’re living in.