She is the world to me, I dont want to move on unless I know for sure she doesnt have any feelings at all.??

Hi everyone!

Finally, my site is ready. A few more tweaks to clear the clutter.

Anyway, this site would be different from my other blogs (multiply, tumblr, twitter, fb and friendster) I'm not going to discuss personal stuff here. This site is for you.

Why did I create this site?

Like a train ride, life sometimes may be crowded but at certain stations, people would start alighting and you'll be left alone to continue your journey. You can't blame anyone about it. That's just the way it is.

In my personal trip, I've realized that my best travel companions other than my family and friends are my blogs. They have been the best avenues to vent my spleen. Unlike my human travel companions, they are not going anywhere.

Visitors, feel free to confide with me here by writing your story on the sidebar. I'd be your travel companion to listen to your story without prejudice. Mine and my friends' services are for free. Other than getting my doses, you'll get to hear my friends' antidotes too. They are counseling and facilitating gurus. I'll be posting their profiles in the future.

“I’ve found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said “Journeys end in lovers meeting.” What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said “love is blind”. Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there’s another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years! The absolute worst years of my life! The worst Christmas’, the worst Birthday’s, New Years Eve’s brought in by tears and valium. These years that I have been in love have been the darkest days of my life. All because I’ve been cursed by being in love with a man who does not and will not love me back. Oh god, just the sight of him! Heart pounding! Throat thickening! Absolutely can’t swallow! All the usual symptoms.”- Iris, The Holiday