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On Different Kinds of Love | My Oblivia

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New beginning, same old me! On Different Kinds of Love. I have been in love, and I have loved and still love alot of people in my life in quite different ways. No, wait, this is not how I wanted to say it. I meant to say. If love was so great and liberating and fulfilling and inspiring, why does it fade? Why does it die? Why does it get sore and we find ourselves aching because of those we love until we resent them? It made me think that maybe that. Let’s not go astray, what is love? It’s feeling happily...

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My Oblivia: I think this sums it up!

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My sanctuary, my home, my place to unwind, my very own oblivion. simply my oblivia. December 13, 2009. I think this sums it up! I bought my beautiful red laptop almost two years ago. I call it. Because it’s Dell. And because I wanted to have a daughter and name her Layla. Ironically, I only want one exactly similar to it! I’d go for the older model if I find it in a different color! It’s exactly the same with my life! This life is MINE. With all its sad drama and its inconveniences, it still holds my mem...

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My Oblivia: Melancholia

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My sanctuary, my home, my place to unwind, my very own oblivion. simply my oblivia. December 1, 2009. I can’t breathe… not exactly; I mean it just feels like the air is too heavy for my nostrils to inhale it into my lungs and then push it back… it feels like a lot of work…. And my heart feels like a heavy stone sinking all the way to my guts and hurting them…. I am grumpy, I am impatient, and I feel like I am aching non stop for no apparent reason…. I think I am depressed! Actually, I am starting to even...

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My Oblivia: I'm Moving!

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My sanctuary, my home, my place to unwind, my very own oblivion. simply my oblivia. January 1, 2010. Is something I hope I'd be able to do in 2010, I thought I'd start it virtually first and see how I'd adjust to something different. I'm on wordpress now, I never saw it coming, and I am still sort of attached to here, but I gotta try new things. This blog will always feel like home, and perhaps I'd keep coming back to it. Blogger, Adieu, you've been good to me! Oh, I almost forgot. I'll be there.

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Relapse. | My Oblivia

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New beginning, same old me! And after a day of laughter and good times with my friends and my kids, I found myself relapsing into the same old pit of self-destructive thoughts that took me to a few years back, as if time hadn’t passed. And I am right there all over again. By insomniac on April 27, 2013. One Response to “Relapse.”. It’s like … “Oooh, sometimes, I get a good feeling…”. Said this on June 17, 2013 at 7:34 pm. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public).

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My Oblivia: A Musical Week…

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My sanctuary, my home, my place to unwind, my very own oblivion. simply my oblivia. December 17, 2009. A Musical Week…. 8211; I visited an old childhood friend with another childhood friend visiting from Canada. I was mostly silent while driving sinking in my own thoughts and moving my lips along with Fayrouz. 8217;s album Wala Kif. Is GENIOUS). When I went home and logged on, I found a friend of mine had sent me this song. انا مش فارس ولا فتى احلام. انا زحمة وربكة وشغل جنان. نصى بيضحك والتانى زعلان.

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My Oblivia: Trouble in mind…*

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My sanctuary, my home, my place to unwind, my very own oblivion. simply my oblivia. December 22, 2009. Trouble in mind…*. Trouble in mind, I'm blue. Too much of that in my poor head; thoughts that battle with me one after the other, they mingle and tangle until I’m too tired to take any of them or figure them apart one at a time! Trouble in mind, that's true. I have almost lost my mind,. Ain't never had so much. Trouble in my life before. Instead of being referred to as the. Like before, I am rather the.

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My Oblivia: *teeet*

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My sanctuary, my home, my place to unwind, my very own oblivion. simply my oblivia. December 10, 2009. My phone rings, an unfamiliar number…. Alo, salamo alaykom, telephone Madam (ana). Aywa, ana (me), meen ma3aya…. Ana (can’t remember her name aslan) men maktab bostet el zamalek…. Ahlan wasahlan… *. Waiting for her to say what she wants of me, I had no clue what a post office employee would want of me! Howa geh le7adretek 7ewala bareedeya be nafaqa mosta7aqa men abu el welad. Both startled and offended.