I feel pretty useless. Which is better than feeling used, I guess...

Exhilarating to read daily horoscopes at the end of the day! To scoff 'Hah! You wish' is turning out to be a fun game!

I'm not sure I really want to deny you access to my life. To cut you off clinically and irretrievably. No. I think I want you to have access to my life, so you know my updates exactly. I want you to yearn for that life. I want us to have a distance that's been calculatingly measured: enough for you to believe its bridgeable, and yet being unfathomably unfathomable. I want it to be a mirage for you, one that you yearn for, but die of thirst in its quest.
Die.

Anko koshe jenechhi aami
Mangal graha rushto,
Anko koshei ber korechhi
Kishe hobe tini tushto!


Shaptahete ekdin jadi
Na khao mach-mangsho,
M.sc to bolchhe amar
Gourab pabe bangsho.


Bujhechhi aami atdinete
Bigyan byata bhrashto,
Laglo kaje dher to bote
Taka, shamay nashto.


Ashol hero mangalbabu
Shob kripai to taar,
Taka dilen, kori dilen
Aangti dawshek aar.

Bujhinu sheshe haay haay haay
Nashto bachhor chaar!

If I'm mulling on the what-could-have-been's, can i be accused of living in the past? Or, in the future? The indefinite future?

 

Freedom is being able to decide if you want to be bound.
I feel free, yes.