Skinned

My chin feels like it's on fire! Ouchhhhh. They waxed the skin instead. Oh God. Wherrrerrherrrerh.

DEATH or crucifixion, stoning or rotting, for.. misogynists, sexists, rapists and well all twisted and shrinked men in general. 

Hope Matters

Twisted twists, huh? Oh. Shut, up. xD 

Dealt it with boatloads of antibiotics? Yes. Moved on to some/couple of, slight, tiny doctors appointments and contemplation about whether to opt for surgery? Yes. Had the twisted (not literally but really) appendix removed? Yes. Skipped college for three weeks? Yes. Felt depressed and bed-ridden and dependent? Yes. And you are not over with me yet, pain? Please break up with me. I would love to live without you! Like RIGHT NOW or at least in some hours and of course, the days following that and then the many other days following that and months and so on. Strongest twitches since the surgery, in the recent hours. I don't wanna sound like an -oh-so-bragging-bitch about her normal-but-unidentified-it-is-okay, nothing-to-worry-about thingie but its not getting better like they said it would! Okay, not thinking about it now. Relax relax relax...
But you know what. The best, well best might not be the appropriate word here nor is subtlety going to work, twirkishly yet nice part is I have faith and it will be fine. I will not stop fighting and stay happy and try a lot. I am fine with feeling this way. Its just temporary. I shall not ruin my day. I'll figure out another way eventually. This is not grunting and I don't care if it looks like it. Its totally normal and if it isn't. I supposedly have, btw. The way. And off to put off the alarm, now, that I've set up for 9AM to get closer to the college routine so the transitioning will be easy once the date gets closer but I hardly adhere to it lol. Either I'm up or well, lying on my bed, having nightmares haha. Off I go. ... Worry is mine to bury! (I actually wrote burry a sec ago) Lalalala.

PS. Faith matters. #BeBold

Some good reads:
Three Holiday Romances
Black Beauty
The Bastard of Istanbul
The Theory of Everything 

Lies and Cupcakes

SO I treaded onto watching Pretty Little Liars, love calling it PLL too. Anyway, its such a nice feelings sometimes getting lost into something that makes you feel calm and relaxed. Rosewood, huh? Reminds me of Kingswood! And well I am definitely missing, Captain Hook, Emma and Rumplestilskin, like a loot. Have come across some pretty nice tracks and this good band, similar something. AND I love my baby so much. He's turning into this adorable and lovely handsome fella. I'll always be there meri jaan. Funny how some people just walk over you and forget. I am over someone like that, I guess. Almost, at first, I thought I won't be able to do it. But letting go is doable. You just gotta live with it and remember that person as someone who came in your life and went. And make peace with it. They moved on. Why cannot you, yeah? SO much more I want to write but... err. GAWSH. I have binge-eaten like almost four cupcakes, plus 4 chocolate bars, half of my dads birthday cake and my own and ohhebylalalelellelbuehllallalala. I lost the weight with some real effort, cannot afford to get the carbs on again. Need the drive. The Push. Gawddamn. Come awn, Mishaal. Get done with it already! Lets 'av tha' cupcake next week sha' we...

I'll sign off with this.

PS. SO CUTE! 

To live

I'd really want to visit graves if people who have departed. Put flowers, roses to be quite specific. And a note, saying 'you're remembered. Just a little addition to my checklist, alongside visiting random funerals. And giving people, gifts anonymously. Something that'd make them smile, something to hold on to. To be happy about. To live for. To not let go off...
No one deserves to be forgotten. Even those who have bad or have evil within their hearts. There's always some good in the midst of the darkness that glooms and lurks wherein. Always, a redeeming something. Some light and hope, even in the worst of times and people who are mean. Nobody is mean by choice, trust me on this one. There's always a reason. Something's aren't just because they are or they're supposed to be. You just can not go with the flow when you know, you have to stop by and get a fair grasp of how some things are, only then its fair to work it out. Else, we don't have a choice or any right, to point at someone. In most cases, without fair speculation and consideration.

Retarded diphats

PSS. An afterthought: Why the **** are girls supposed to suffer if some creep/troll/pervert man manipulates their photos? WHY a girl would be punished and face consequences if a fucktard cannot keep their twisted sexist mind to their sorry and pathetic downtrodden selves. WHY THE DAMN HELL would she'll have to stay at home or caged up if some twisted nuthead chased her up or couldn't keep their eyes to their bloody selves. I mean logic and COMMONSENSE. Phoof. I mean I would just recommend to skin that person alive, BY LAW, who turns to women to objectify and degrade and sanction, while men are at fault.
I ask of you, those with such a narrow an sorry pitiful cognition and reasoning; CANNOT YOU TEACH YOUR SONS TO KEEP THEIR EYES TO THEMSELVES, TO RESPECT THE OTHER GENDER RATHER THAN RAISING FINGERS AT SOMEONE NOT TO BE HELD RESPONSIBLE. TO TELL THEM TO GOUGE THEIR EYES OUT AND TIE THEIR HANDS OFF RATHER THAN ASKING AND ORDERING/TELLING YOUR DAUGHTERS TO DRESS PROPERLY. I mean.
And well, why the boy is the one who is assumed to be the supporter of the family, huh? Are you really this low that you think girls can't do it? And they're just supposed to marry and take fucking care of in-laws? Maybe just burning them is better lol. Trash and tar for those who think daughters have to take care of other people. That the females must serve. Is this some kind of a slave check or something? I'd rather feast over my dead body than let someone dictate me or any other girl in front of me. But girls who submit are even all the more reason to this misogynistic behavior. Men don't damn need a reason to do anything that hurts someone else's feelings. Pathetic pitiful thoughts of theirs.

Lalala

I think I really a crash course or something regarding, what-to-do-when-you-are-getting-threats. Cheers for me, making it till some months! 😛😵😒😮

Captain Swan

More than two decades. Right. Lalalalallalal. I felt like a kid walking through my own old school while fetching my baby's stuff. And then the reminder of CIE results coming out on or near my birthday lolz. And some folks are just so far awayyy. If I could just teleport or apparate.

Haley's version of Castle for Huntsmen, Winter's War is pretty nice. I so loved the movie. The Snow Queen regardless of her evil attire was stunning. Reminded me of Elsa's rival from Once Upon A Time. The designer (still a to-be-researched-upon) is just dwindastically stumazing) I miss you Captain Swan. A looot. After all I've found out finally that its my eternal fav.

Piper has gone mad after that chicken. Let's see if she goes gay again. Hmm. I'll be surprised.

IT CANNOT BE. IT CAN'T JUST BE! As reported by BBC, Thomas Gibson just got sacked for being in a scuffle with the producer. Oh God, NO. Nooooo. You were my all time fav, Agent Aaron! I still have to catch up with the show. DVDs or torrents, still gotta give that a thought btw. PLLs S1 done though.

PS. What was this? xD

PSS.....if the definition of proper is a burqa or bedsheets clad girl than you must throw your mind and drown it in a ocean so deep so sharks can prey on it until the sun bleeds red.
Men. Such diseased gender. Apart from what a rare handful of them? Tsk tsk. We as a society, a deep rooted sexist patriarchal society, need to change our bigoted and whimsical, trashed and egotistical outlook regarding a woman's freedom, her views, decisions, choices, likes, preferences and liberty as a human being. Not some trade, slave or inferior being.
Its time, we do.

PSSS. I am proud of myself. I can say this for what standards I hold. Even if the world stands against me.

Continuum

Translucently sublime...
The inexorable feckless transcending of various phenomenons is not unusual. Moving out is good. I'm there yet so far away. Pages turn by as the days pass. New adventures. The struggle is ceaseless as it ever was and shall be undoubtedly. I'll fight till the very end. Till I breathe the very last of this fumed air that surrounds me. Yet there is this calm feeling too. When I talk with God, I feel complete. He's the only One there in the end. Known to all the endurance that has come to pass. Known to All that has been left unsaid. Picking me up whenever I've crumbled to the deepest of the pits in this demimonde. I very much look forward to move on to the other world. What awaits there, is unknown but I am relentless to see. Taking it all inside helps with slight movement of your hands. Some slow and soothing music. Watching the rain, feeling the soft gusts of wind and the pelting of the raindrops. The murky sky. I'll hold my stand. We all must. Strive for what we hold very dear. Stick to the standards we believe in, those we have formed up and not those that have been there. There is beauty, after all, in believing... To always seeing the Light.

Can you please stop, pain? Not that I'm feeling you but it hurts! '_'

Roar roar roar

Tis' August! xD
Month of the Lions (feels so awesome-being-one, feels-like-roaring-like-one) I'm speaking like Jubilee in Let It Snow. (Definitely planning to write a sequel, prolly going to break the writer's block by this! Hopefully. ) 

Anyway, I guess, I'm going to binge eat banana ice cream and cupcakes and watch ointb and pll. Plus some epic baby time cuz I adore him the most. One of the two handsome men know on this planet Earth! To hell with the pain-in-place-of-stitches! I can see to the workouts and tardish pain afterwards. Bringitawn. Lala la lala la la. Dr. Hyde why you be in Storybrook, btw?