Lighthouses

 Did you ever count the stars?

I mean, all of them? Do you think they are lonely.

Mayhap, like you and me.

And though they shine their light on each other,

the distance is always heartbreaking, mind numbing, gut wrenching.

But do you think they feel?

Do they know how broken they are? How far apart from each other, really.

Because, love, we mourn over distances that our heart can cover,

while they shine over each other.

Welcome the new age magician.

The Ultimate love guru.

Forsaken sailors, are healed again,

and broken stars, can be seen again.

Seated on a cliff, 4000 metres above sea level,

legs dangling in the free air that smells of fresh hibiscus.

The night sky is pregnant with darkness, caliginous,

except for one light.

And no, these are not the ancient lights,

sprucing up the sooty canvas,

these are Lighthouses.

Thousands of lighthouses.

They are a wanderer's best friends,

a lover's midnight dream,

and a shooting stars final destination.

Lighthouses, they are all I can see.

And, if you want to leave my side

because the distance is so hard to cover,

I'll shine a light all the way to you.

Like a lighthouse.

And we will live on, through the light.

And, "forever" , I will sit under one,

until I am nothing but millions of distorted atoms.

Until I am nothing

but star dust.

Obsessive COmpulsive Disorder

Obsessive–compulsive disorder (OCD) is an anxiety disorder characterized by intrusive thoughts that produce uneasiness, apprehension, fear, or worry; by repetitive behaviors aimed at reducing the associated anxiety; or by a combination of such obsessions and compulsions

Basically, what he is trying to say is ... that it's a BITCH!

That's right! It is a motherfucking bitch. A continuous pain in the ass.   

People usually take OCD as a joke. Another reason to make fun of people and make their life worse. Some people cannot tolerate people with OCD's. I don't how many of you here know about psychological disorders but let me tell you OCD sucks. I have OCD and I hate it. And the fact that people think "therapy" will help is pathetic. I take pills to keep my obsessions under control. I call them happy pills but in reality they only make it worse.

Anyway, right now I am not on my pill, yes that is right... FACE MY WRATH MUTHAFUCKAS!!!!!!!!!!!

No seriously, I'll, in detail, explain to you about OCD. And I am going to be using "I" in general in case people go "OMG that  is not true. I have OCD but I don't ever rant in public"  shut up bitch!



Relationships

If you want to fuck up your relationship... pretend you have OCD. If you already have OCD, I empathize with you, bro.

I don't have many friends because of my OCD. Everybody is like "Yo, girl's crazy man" For real and I don't blame them. My obsession is so much that once I called my dad twenty times in seven minutes! No shit. I was like dialing and ish and dad was like "I am never again going to have a daughter" I get worried often and I know it may seem as a huge headache but if you look at things from my side, you'd find out that I am suffering more than you do. (Thank you daddy for still loving me :( )

My obsession stems from anxiety, worry and paranoia. If you don't reply to my texts or answer my calls there will be three things in my head

1. Fuck, is the dude dead or what? Omg, what if he got mugged? Shit, what if he is kidnapped... I don't have enough ish for the ransom yo...
2. Is she not replying because she hates me? Omg she hates me! Oh shit, she hates me because I called her a "monkey" ten days ago. Shit, she is going to kill me.
3. I shouldn't have done it. Shouldn't have made friends. Now they don't reply. OMG, they have all come together and have decided not to talk to me.

Yes, people. To you it may seem bad. To me, it feels like Satan on my back, being horny and ish.

Also, I've lost friends and boy friends over this issue. Sometimes I wonder when I love someone if I am obsessed or really in love. Because it bothers me too. Sucks. I can't make friends because of this issue.

The Rituals

Someone once called me Sheldon Cooper. Son, trust me, I am worse.

1. I have a code for my knocking too. It goes 123,123, 1-2-3! If I don't knock like this I spend the rest of the time uncomfortable and sick. Sometimes I start sweating and shivering too.
2. I need to always touch a wall before I leave the house. If I don't touch a wall, I won't leave.
3. I need to always drink a glass of water before I go bathe.
4. If I remove something from somewhere, then I feel the need to put it back, in its exact place, just the way it was. I am not joking people but my desk has outlines of my pens and books, just so I can put them back properly.
5. While clapping, I need to feel the palms of both my hands fit perfectly. They need to be aligned and proper.
6. You just cannot start talking and leave me halfway. I will trouble you for the rest of your living life to tell me it. And the list goes on. It's fucking ridiculous, no? NO ITS NOT! ITS MY LIFE! People of the world, I don't know about you lot but I am sure that if you go to school without your underwear, you will feel damn uncomfortable... well multiply it by infinity and that how us people who suffer from OCD feel.

Boys, It's like being kicked in your crotch x thousand times. Yes, now you feel me.


Checking

This is another problem with OCD. When I ask of you a favor, or anything else, I will make sure to ask it for a thousand times... ten thousand times too... just to make sure.

No, it's not because I don't trust you...  It's because I don't trust me. It's because if I don't ask... it becomes hard for me to breathe or live.

"Did I hurt you?"
"No."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"So I didn't hurt you?"
"No."
"Pakka"
"YES!"
"Why are you annoyed with me?" :O

Annoying, no? YES THATS ME! And it is sad, yes but its a compulsion people, a compulsion.


Sexual Activity

Now OCD has an advantage, you are sexually very active ;) But it comes with its catches.

I cannot watch porn. I don't know why. Maybe it's in my head. But I cannot ever watch porn. I cry, have nightmares about it or fall sick for a week or so.

I cannot have sex with you if you can't fall in love with me. No friends with benefits shit. That is sad because .... not many people apparently fall in love with crazies :|

If you do love me and want to have sex... believe me, no one else will show you a good time XD


Possessive

I am sorry about this. I can be very possessive. I am possessive of my father, my toys, my books. In short, the things and people that matter, which are not many... maybe a couple :|

Anyway, I can get bloody possessive. But I can also put it in control. I can go all "Ross Geller" on you but I can pretend to be "Joey Tribianni" My possessive nature is a lot in control now thanks to tablets but the monster does come out once in a while to say hello :|


Annoying


I think this is the best part about my OCD. My parents and friends love this part of me.


If you a stupid person who goes "OMG Christianity rules" Or "I think gay people should burn in hell" or "I think women are sluts" , then I will make it my duty to annoy you. I will make sure you cry and regret you ever posted that status because yes, there is Freedom Of Speech but that doesn't include HATE SPEECH!

I WILL annoy you and I will derive fun out of it. I think this is the only part of my OCD where I am happy about t.




Cleaning

Sometimes I bathe five times in a day. I wash my hands every one hours. And I can't help it. It sucks but I can't.





So people out there who make fun of obsessive people or consider them desperate and whatever.... please don't :( We have a lot more feelings and emotions than you do, that is all :P


Life is difficult for us too. The only time you may consider OCD a joke is when I tell you that our lives are totally kidding us. OCD sucks. XD


But it also easy to come out of it and ironically, you can come out of it easier if you have a social life :|

Ten Years From Now - Women

So I was as usual, procrastinating and a very close friend of mine gave me a topic to write about. "Ten Years From Now". Quixotic is his name. And the fan page is up in the link ya'll. Nope, not promoting at all.

Anyway, I thought I'd make this a regular feature on my blog. Ten Years From Now. Everything Ten Years From Now. From rocks to boobs. (That escalated pretty fast huh)

So in my 1st Ten Years From Now, I thought I'd talk about the most obvious topic... WOMEN! Yes, Women, Ten Years From Now.


Usually when you say 'women' I get a mental picture of Nicki Minaj, don't ask me why. And women these days face lot of discrimination, they get hit with stereotypes etc etc. And you would expect me as a woman, to deny all these stereotypes but NO, I believe that Ten Years From Now.... half the female species are going to start looking like little Minaj's.


Women on Facebook : I spot a lot of women of facebook using their status's to talk about their day, their week or sometimes a para about their entire life. You ask me how I know this? I am one of them. OH YEAH, I am. Don't snigger, that is exactly how we women are. But sometimes, there are few people who take everything to a different level. We love receiving attention, its a known fact but some women.... they will go to any lengths for it.
So ten years from now....

Everything will go to extreme levels. And I do not expect duck faces to vanish ten years from now. In fact this will become so worse, you boys are going to have a tough time kissing us. We will mutate like this. Every born baby is going to have a duck face and if possible a camera in its hands. Boys, remember, when your daughters ask you for a camera, they don't want to be photographers. No. We have no interest in clicking pictures of cute animals or nature. The one real reason we need a camera is so we can sneak into a bathroom, put our butts out there and click a picture. And if there really is a cute animal, we NEED to be in the picture with it, making a ridiculous face. It's the law of nature.

I do not expect them to stop ranting on status's either. NO. We will not stop. Uncle, boyfriend, papa, you all can post a hundred things about us being stupid but we don't care. If we want to rant, we rant. And we do it well too. That's exactly why I ask men to beware of us. Our ranting skills are innate. Yo, you gon' break up with us? STATUS. You gon' propose? STATUS. And there are chicks out there who will go "OMG, He proposed... he is right now on his knees... should I say YES guys?" on their  status.


BITCH, YOU AN IDIOT?! The guy is kneeling there, probably waiting for you to answer and you gonna update a status? Honey, if you need someone else's opinion to marry someone, something is really wrong witchya woman! Shut your ish and give him an answer.

Also, yes we post status's like "I need someone to hold me. Feeling bad" And if you comment like "Whatsup?" We gon' for sure say "Don't wanna talk about it" Yup, thats how its gonna go. You want to really find out what's wrong. Inbox us! 

So I do have a word of advice for women like this out there.. I'm going to be as nice as I can : BITCH, stop it. Stop with the status rant dudeeee!!! You want your children to turn out like idiots? You want 'em to go around and be like "Yo, man, don't add up my mother homie, she got an entire essay about your mom out there!" Stop that ish.


Aunties : Now these women have been monotonously same for ages and they do not plan on changing. NO. If Aunties think they are raising their sons just so they can marry us, they will continue to do so. No Aunty is going to come upto you and say "Beta, marry when you want. Concentrate on studies first" No man! That shit ain't gonna happen. They gon' be all like "Beta, shaadi kab hain? When you marry huh? My son is in the US, he engineer. You are seventeen now. Get ready for Shaadi"

Yo Aunty... I have no idea about you but seriously, I do not want to spend my nights with an engineer from the US. NO. Not when I am seventeen. I am not even properly sexually active. And yes My Mother uses the same flour you do. We have the same tablecloth and I do not want you coming into my house and going like "OMG you also garnier shampoo aahhh??" Shut that piehole. Here's some curd and there is some sugar.... keep outta my sight yo.


Feminists : Now this is a category I fall into. But ten years from now, I do not expect situation to be any different. Yes, yes I know.. I am filled with negative energy but hey, I have the right to my opinion? Oh wait, I'm in India.

But in all seriousness, it's not gonna happen. Men out there are still gonna be like "Yo, I am a nice guy, why don't you love me, BITCH?!" "Yo, Feminists only want woman supremacy. They don't want equality" Yup, that's how men, particularly Indian Men are going to be like. No, they will not hold their panties and listen to us. They are going to be like their mothers and judge us before we speak.

Little Girls : Ladies, gentlemen,  aunty, uncle, bhaiya, honey ... listen up... in your life you can do anything. Anything is possible but don't EVER, in your wildest dreams even imagine taking a candy from these girl's hands to put it away. DON'T.


Teenagers : Now there are a lot of teenagers out there who are crazy and I mean it. Once these women folk hit the age of 12/13 they will want to have a boyfriend, they will want to look like models and do stuff we cannot imagine. When I was 12 I had no idea what half the stuff meant. I used to play outside, climb trees, build forts and play with my electronic robots but apparently all that has changed. Now you will find these girls in bars and pubs dancing with a guy friend of yours. And thanks to their height and boobs... they will actually look older than you. No Shit! Boys, please don't get fooled, if you see any girls like these, stop them from their bumping and grinding and send them home, yo. You needn't babysit them.

And for all the little Lolitas out there, man, you have a lot of time, believe me. Focus on studies and other shit like that. Partying and Sex can wait. It's time for you to play with toys and not with yourselves. Read books, be good.


Wives : Now these are a dangerous category. There are like cyanide in a gift box. Sure, it is going to be all happy in the beginning and all but then they will slowly want you to change. They will fall in love with you for who you are and then expect you change and once you do, they will get pissed at you. Yup, lots of wives do that. Well, not everyone but yeah. I will tell you guys a secret.

When we women fall in love with you, we hide our selves from you. We are like a HD version of Jekyll and Hyde. We can put up the act for years, trust me. We can make you think that we are awesome and not like anyone else. We tell you we trust you but secretly we are always keeping an eye on you. Always. But once we are married, we for sure KNOW that you are ours and this is when our true colors start showing. We will hate the same boxers we told you we loved when we weren't married. We are going to hate the same clothes we told you we loved on you. We will practically become HYDE for the rest of our life.

Seriously though boys, marry. If you sure a woman loves you, marry her. It's not easy for us to fall in love but when we do show affection for you, don't ignore it. Biggest mistake of your life. Love us, marry us and put up with us. You will have the best time of your life. We will love you to no ends, that is a promise. And to really understand your wives, men, make sure you have a daughter.


Role Models :There is a reason why this might happen Ten Years From Now... it is the role models. The role models for kids these days are people like "Nicki Minaj" I mean, seriously? "You a hoe". Now Nicki Minaj does know that children who are twelve are listening to her but she doesn't give a fuck, no sir. In fact she encourages them call other women "hoes". Ten years from now, I am sure someone like her will be president and you know how the world is going to be then. DISASTER! Miley Cyrus now knows that she is a teenage star but her latest video is of her "twerking". Miley, dafuq is wrong with you? With role models like  Bella, Miley, Amanda Bynes, Lindsay Lohan, Paris Hilton, Nicki Minaj etc how on earth do you expect little girls to grow? They no longer listen to Nina Simone or watch Audrey Hepburn. The role models now, just teach women how to devolve.


That's all for today folks, I will post more about stuff Ten Years From Now, but this is it for now. I hope you guys liked it.

Yeh Jawani Hain Deewani

Okay, so I've been planning to write this since ages but I have been procrastinating.

I've watched this movie on my birthday. Like out of all days. To people who don't know, I hate celebrating my birthdays so yeah, I get no gifts :( But then my cousins take me out and damn, I had to sit through this mess.Also, I went on a friggin trip to Dilli after that....yooohooo

'Tere liye hi toh signal tod taad ke
Aaya dilliwali girlfriend chhod chhad ke...'

Hahahaaa.

nah, i don't like that song.


No, no. People who are groaning... shhhh... take out your panties? done? good, hold onto them! Yesss... like, that!

Also, yea, I don't ever review movies, especially ones I didn't enjoy but this one bothered me cuz ... it's me! Yup, read it right. IT'S ME!


So in the beginning they show all these marriage invitations going out, fucking rich people sending out baskets of invitations but go to their house for chanda and they shake their head like fucking noddy. Anyway, Deepika is there, sitting like a motherfucking queen, smiling like she's retarded, holding onto her fucking year book which shows she still looks like the chick she was in college. *claps* Olay ki kamaaaaaall...And then like every Hindi movie, we travel back...backwards....FAIL!

Eight years ago this chick is totally wearing a skirt, a T-Shirt and looking at herself in the TV. Oh no, no, no... she isn't the popular girl..know why? SHE'S GOT GLASSES. Yeah bitch, that makes a difference. So she's all this shy and awkward girl with skinny legs, glasses, soft silky hair and face dipped in make-up like a two year old practiced his crayons on her ishh. And the glasses? Not the normal frames. The typical black big frames that nerds are supposed to wear And this is what annoyed me.

I was THAT girl. I was the socially awkward girl with glasses thicker than her brains and braces.. looking like an ugly ass motherfucker... I was THAT girl. And Deepika... guurrrl.... you FAIL at being a nerd.  I never wore skirts.. I never wore make-up and believe me, the other nerds I knew... we were two of us.. NEVER WORE THEM EITHER. So what the eff Deepika? What the bledy eff heh?

Next scene you see this white chick with the bandana on her head, Deepika's boob sized headphones hanging on her neck and shorts that show her "sexy legs" ... and her reply to Deepika's conservative mum's ques

"Tu kya karti ho beti?"
"Mei aunty? Arts!"

So yes, Arts students around the world, if you are not dressed like that... you aren't doing it right! Got it? Get it? Good.

She might have as well said

"Nahi aunty... mei shorts pehenti hun na, isliye arts le li. If I had frames like your daughter here did, I'd probably be a doctor right now"

So that's how we Arts people are. Congrats. You've figured us out. Man, here we were thinking "Choli ke piche kya hai" was composed for us.

And then comes the super hero.. Ranbir Kapoor who dances with a MILF and becomes like the hero.

"Yoo mayneee? You feeling "uncool?" .. come dance with my mummy yaar." 


So this dude, Ranbir? He isn't just a promiscuous freak show... no no beta... he also counselor.

"Naina, tum party ko aa sakte ho."

Boom, boom! Naina in the party, yo. Chashmish throws away the glasses on a freaking trip (which she hasn't told her parents about..) and starts playing with colors.

Man, so that's how they get out of social anxiety. Pssshtt...all my years of hardwork, down the drain. I should've got a 'plaayyaaa' to ask me to get off my ass.

Nerd falls in love with 'Plaaayaa'. What? What is that I hear? 'Not Another Teen Movie 2' ? Yes, yes...coming very soon beta.

So to all the 'shy' 'nerdy' girls out there who are in love with a guy who can't settle, who is busy with his life, who is all this popular and all.... just wait 8 years... ( if your conservative mummy doesn't marry you off by then) he will return like a boss.

One thing though... why can't friends make a normal entry at our weddings? Psshht. I hate my besties. Always. They make crazy entries and start singing with the guests, dancing like monkeys. Pisses me off yaar!!

So they meet again. Nerd and Playa and this time Playa smitten by the nerd who isn't a nerd anymore but got this amazing makeover and all. Gurrrll, once advice.. if he love you for your looks, then gurrll, he don't love you at all.

So girl wears bra and lehenga for her friend's wedding and her friend's parents are like "Cool yo... we da cool parentz." And one guy has like "Two Lakhs" hotel bill and the groom is like "Yaw, ya'll know why she's marrying me now... yo yo.." *wink wink*

And now the bride is out of focus.... zooom ... here comes the bridesmaid and the best friend sneaking up, having their own honeymoon in each others mouths. And that's when the girl realizes that she shouldn't have done it. Damn, girl, you an idiot? I realized it sooner than you did and Believe me, I AM SLOW!

So what she realizes is that the longer she is with him, the harder she is falling for him and the harder he is getting to reach.... (what up promiscuous referance!!! )

And in the end the douche decided he has to settle in life. And they call me slow!

He falls in love. FINALLY! And the nerd finds her lover. FINALLY! *Man, stuff like this doesn't happen in real life*

So that's how you get a guy to fall for you? Lemme check my list.

Bra - Check
Makeover - Check
Playing hard to get - Check
Rana Duggabati - Awwwh, man!

In the end everyone is happy except for the guy who died. He is up in heaven like "Follow your dream, son... just kidding, I left cuz the movie was shitty as fuck"

And we are left like "O.O" And then Badtameez Dil begins playing and people like "Yo, man, let's get outta here before the characters come to life."


Yeh Jawani Hain Deewani - I give it 9.5/ 10


9.5/10 on the crap meter!!

Desi Parents Just Don't Get It

WARNING : I love my parents ok? For those assholes who think I don't, don't do all "Hawwww, she a mummy daddy hater. They do so much for her." shit on my page. If you need to make any bad comments at all... Take a deep breath, type in your comment, don't press 'send', now read that comment out loud to yourself...done? Good, now shove it up your ass.



I will get directly to the point.. My mummy daddy can sometimes be such a pain in the butt. Sometimes it feels like it's their life goal to make sure their children are in pain. It feels like they need revenge... dad needs his revenge because I deprived him of any pleasure for the nine months I was in mummy's womb.. and don't ask about mummy... It's not that I don't love my parents.. I do. And loads. They are super cool and are my best friends but sometimes...desi parents.. they just don't get it, man.


Desi Parent Example 1. 

We are at a party and suddenly Rani aunty is coming towards us. In my mind, I literally hear English men shouting "Missiles coming your way, dodge and run." But too late. Boom! Aunty in my private space!! Aunty keeps asking ridiculous questions and at one point of time (Esp if I am on my periods) I snap. I start being cold and snap at her. Mummy comes to me and whispers like we are in a classroom (psshht yeah) "hey, better behave or your face meets my slippers when we get home. Haven't I taught you to behave?"

Oh yeah mummy? Taught me to behave? I recall you saying "Woh Rani aunty hain na? Rani aunty? Big fat aunty. Why can't she ask curd from someone else huh? We look like doodhwala to her? Huh? Huh? "

So you are being mad at me for being upfront about my feelings toward someone while you speak ill things about them while they turn their back? Sly mummy, you!!

Desi Parent Example 2.


"Dadddyyyy, I want a phone," .. I regret saying this. I do, friends, I do. All desi children, let's maintain silence for a few seconds for the respect we lost because we spoke this sentence. For all those who are wondering why... here it is.

My dad walks in to the store like a boss, smiles at everyone like he met them at Raju's party and scans the phones like he designed them. Poor shop walas display rates on there. Now shop wala advice : NEVER display rates because it is no use. Indian parents don't see the point of it.

So dad's all like "Tho kitne ka hain?" (How much is it?) From behind I come to him and I'm like "Psst, dad it's written there." And dad goes all "Oye, chup. I know na? I know. Shut up"

The uncleji at shop very politely explains everything. but dad no get it. Dad be like "If I go to China bazaar, he gives me this for lot cheaper huh. I come here because it is a good shop and all. Nice people. But you cheat me huh?"

And you're thinking... Hide, dude, hide. Just freaking hide or you can never enter this store again

"Sir, no, that's the rate everywhere."
"No, you lie to me."

This happens for an hour and then daddy tries technique no. 2 'Your Friendly next door neighbour'

"Chalo bhai, we all friends here huh? Discount tho do."
"Nahi sir, we can't."

Ok, maybe if you stare at the phone screen for long enough you will disappear into it.

Technique no. 3 'Emotional Atyachaar'

"Chal, let's go. All I wanted to do was buy my child a computer, but how? I am poor. The economy these days. Chal, let's leave."

And when even that doesn't work dad knows that he has no choice but to get you your computer. So the point here is, Indian parents NEVER see the point. They know that they will have to pay the entire amount but they haggle, still. God knows why? Maybe it's one of those superstitions, you know "Bargain or your device dies a miserable death." I don't see any other explanation.

Desi Parent Example 3. 

I think when a married desi couple find out they are going to have a child, they start preparing. And by preparing, I don't mean preparing being a parent... I mean..STUDY. I know, you must be thinking "Bitch talking shit now, homie." but NO. Trust me. I know the truth.

It goes like

"You are expecting," kind nurse smiles.
"Chalo vey, take out encyclopedia, wikipedia, sab pedia nikalo..padho.." Indian parents scream.

They be studying nine months like us motherfuckers preparing for an exam the day before. Studying like crazies and when the time comes, God smiles and says "Here, push your exam paper out" and we come... miserable little creatures who don't know what's in store.

Why all the studying you ask? Yes, see Indian parents love show off huh! You wear silver, my mummy wear gold. You wear gold, my mummy wear platinum. You wear platinum, you probably a very rich aunty my mummy sucks up to.

So they practice all their studying on us.

While eating breakfast :
Mum : Did you know bananas are good for health? Eat.

While drinking water :
Dad : Did you know if you drink lots of water you grow more immune to diseases?

While peeing : 
Mummy : Oye puttar, did you know your pee contains ammonia and other acids? Clean the bathroom eh?

Okay I totally made up the last one but you get the drift, don't you?

Mummy and daddy become those nerds at school who you want to hit so bad.


To be continued

Misery

If I had a flower for each time I thought of you, I'd have a garden by now.

See, I don't know you but I could feel you.
I could hear your silent breathing,
struggling, kicking, moving.
You wouldn't stay still.
If you were here right now, beside me,
I'd build you castles.
You'd be royalty.
Or maybe I'd hate you.
Screw your life for eternity.

Even now I see you,
in my daymares,
suffering and dying.
I'm sorry I couldn't hold you,
tell you how much I love you
and save us both of this misery.

Maybe you'd hate me,
And ask your friends to do the same,
or every night you'd hold me,
and softly call out my name.
 Believe me when I tell you,
you are the best thing that happened to me,
but I couldn't save you,
and now you're History.

Believe me when I tell you,
you are the worst thing that happened to me,
But I still wish I saved you,
saved you from this misery. 

To Robyn - Dedication

When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we see
No I won't be afraid
No I won't be afraid
Just as long as you stand, stand by me

And darling, darling stand by me
Oh, now, now, stand by me
Stand by me, stand by me

If the sky that we look upon
Should tumble and fall
And the mountain should crumble to the sea
I won't cry, I won't cry
No I won't shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me

And darling, darling stand by me
Oh, stand by me
Stand by me, stand by me, stand by me

Whenever you're in trouble won't you stand by me
Oh, now, now, stand by me
Oh, stand by me, stand by me, stand by me

Darling, darling stand by me
Stand by me
Oh stand by me, stand by me, stand by me

Robyn, this is for you. Thanks for always standing by me. For being my best friend, my sister and the most awesome person on Earth. To this day, I have your name etched upon my skin :) Love you and don't ever call yourself terrible again. <3