Dec 28 2009
Good bye friend!
… and don’t ever come back!
Pete: Just tell him it wasn’t me. Tell him again it–
Cindy: It wasn’t anybody.
Pete: I’m not saying it was.
Cindy: I wasn’t having an affair.
Pete: Cindy, I know you waren’t.
Cindy: What do you want me to tell him that I haven’t
already told him 30 times? This is why I left him,
he’s the most pig-headed man I ever met.
— The Sentinel —
Dear former friend
We knew each other about 4 years by now and this is what I have to say, despite everything you denied in the police station:
You were coming to my home (I’ve never been invited to yours!) and ate my food, you drunk my drinks, I trusted you, you were f*cking one of my best friends and I kept your half-truth secrets confidential, the same way I kept her stories confidential (for 15 years by now).
Then things went wrong for you because you acted like questionable, non confident and insecure kid and she left you while I was traveling - and then out of desperation you lied (to me and to others as well) about “that you were still so called together” while in fact she left you, yes I knew it all that time - and as that was not enough for me to swallow (so you could keep your f*ckin’ pride), but then you started spitting on me behind my back. What the hell were you thinking creep? That she would never tell it to me? That spitting on her friends would bring her back to you?! That isolating her by trying to control her friends, would make miracles that no love knows…?
Didn’t you know you were dealing with an alpha woman idiot? I told you that so many times!
And now you do as your nose is bleeding…
F*ck you!
You dirty and respectless little b*tchy rat!
You have no honor.
Go ahead now, you can keep saying things behind my back as you were telling to her before a whole gaga happened, like “me being a jerk”, “that I’m manipulative” or even “megalomaniac psycho” like some losers were calling me before you.. or: “that you haven’t see me for ages, so we were NO FRIENDS” (like you told her recently)
… while in reality you were discretely coming to my home very often, because you felt like a piece of sh*t and needed someone to listen to your crap…
(and now comes the payback part…)
… and while in fact we got drunk in a pub together just ten days ago or so - and then you drew us to the h00kers, then half way your car got broke, so you stole a bike (yes, the one you said to her you paid 80 euro’s for) that we came back home with at 4 f*ckin’ 30 am!.
… or any other fabricated crap of yours, but there is one thing you can NOT say about me, not now nor ever!: “that I am a liar!”
And now that you showed your true nature and started spitting on me, I think she should know all that sh*t of yours, especially the one from 10 days ago. Dude, I WAS THERE, so, don’t f*ck with me! Alright. And I won’t do any effort to keep the lies and/or a half-truth secrets confidential for a rat no more.
Compared to you, I need no lies to be a man.
The point is: if I want to travel around the world, I do it. If I want to go to the pub and get drunk, I do it. If I slept with someone else while having a partner, I tell it. If I want to quit a job because my boss is acting like an a$$hole, I do it. If I want to paint a naked woman, I OBVIOUSLY FU*KIN’ DO IT. Even when I visit a h00ker, I write a story about it for Gods sake! So the whole fu’kin’ world knows.. I’m transparent buddy!
How about you? Are you transparent? Can you do things the way I do?
Can you sleep at night?
The thing is, there’s NO WAY you can now spread lies about me, nor you can call me a liar. Because nobody’s gonna believe you. Because it’s not who I am. The real friends know that. And you’re obviously no longer one of them.
It’s your word against mine now motherf*cker! So, whom do you think is she gonna believe?
What I now know for sure, is that the elbow your friend planted between my ribs a year ago (just because she gave me a hug, instantly when I walked into a pub.. and what a coincidence, he too did it behind my back!), wasn’t an accident like you said it was because the pub was crowdy… so, your big ugly friend wasn’t that nice and innocent as you said he was. That’s how dirty bustard you are!
Therefore.. please, don’t ask your friends to do these things anymore, but be a man and grow up! And stop living at your parents house for a change. You’re almost 30 for Gods sake! Even the 18 year old girls can be independent and stand on their own feet these days.
Just like her, I too was telling you that much nicer way then I’m telling it now.
The bottom line is: you had your 4 f*ckin’ years shot and you screwed it up - and that’s why she left you. But, no problem, you can blame it on me now. Go ahead a$$hole!
Keep your lie(s) alive in stead. Did you think everyone around you is an idiot, including me? Oh, well enjoy it now, when you’re that desperate!
Give me a favor though. Please, don’t jump on me from the dark anymore, like you did it last night (and then as cowardly denied it in the police station). It’s not good for my sleep. Warn me next time so I know you’re coming and I can wait for you, so we can tape the knifes in our feasts and take it to the bitter end s*cker!… if you insist we solve the issue with aggression, then we should do it on appropriate old fashion way.
Show some respect after all and don’t act like a coward. Don’t be a pussy anymore. Alright?!
Next bad move - without me seeing you coming, and I’m (among other) gonna publish your f*ckin’ name here, so that whole f*ckin’ world knows who you truly are!
Picture this: I pay a spammer to create a message with your name and picture in it, telling about your adventures, and that message keep being sent forever through a whole f*ckin’ internet, including to your mother!… just an idea though. ;-)
So, what you gonna do now? Murder me?
Well, maybe I’m just pulling your leg, to torture you a little for your dummy behavior… You don’t have idea how internet works, do you?!
How — in the name of heaven — could you ever put it in your little brainless head, to mess with someone who is much smarter and thus stronger then you? How could you be THAT stupid?
First you lost her - and now you also lost your decency and a friend. That’s what I call a mega loser!
So, I’d suggest your friends even watch over me, just in case some unknown dumb a$$ ambushes me in the dark in order to steal my wallet, while I’m underway to my pubs. Because I have no other enemies in this city where I know hundreds of people (you’re the only idiot so far who decided to fight with me). You might have your madness, friends, and lies - but I have my brain, which you obviously underestimated, so think twice before any other sh*t happens, otherwise you’ll be the next one to bleed.
For now, I informed the police about your latest actions. It’s because I believe you’re not only a pathetic pathological liar AND coward, but you are also an idiot whose mind is screwed - and you need some help. If lucky, they’ll advice you to go to therapy and fix the hole in your brain, so you can thank me some day.
We’re on a different level now. I think you should know that. And your friends should know it too, so the message is clear and there are no misunderstandings later. Because later might be just too late.
And if you now want to be my enemy (yes, we all need scapegoat once in a while), what the hell.. be my guest. Have then in mind that I’m not afraid of you, nor am I afraid of your fat ugly friends… because I’m a ghost, I’m dead man walking, so, you can’t hurt me - and above of all, I’m not an average Dutch wussy… I’m goddamn Serb! I’m Spartan!
That’s why.
Say especially no things you actually don’t mean nor you can make happen, like: “You’re a dead man, I’m gonna kill you!”
That’s all I had to say.
This page is a gift - from me to you - a little thinking material for the next time you make a threat. Make at least sure you know whom you’re threatening!
This mindgame, that you created yourself, is over. You can f*ck off and die now.. unless you can play it a bit harder then this.
February 21st, 2010 at 11:03 pm
oops!!!!
March 12th, 2010 at 8:35 am
Yes woops. The last two and half months I’ve been visiting the pubs regulary, as I normaly did before as well, but didn’t see the s*cker in the pubs (nor on the street) a single f*ckin’ time, while he lives just 2 blocks away… That’s how brave this rat is, with his treats and all.
Probably hiding in his rats hole now.
April 2nd, 2010 at 1:51 am
@ alex my friend(i know you don’t want me to say that )how are you? you may often wonders that i come after sometime puts a post and disappears? maybe i have a guild in me that i didn’t treated tom well yes but guilt that you misunderstood me and think too that i am a liar(well what i say it takes times to happen but happens)but my intentions was pure i said you a friend and trusted you with some secrets…now the sad news is that barbara fell down during some party and got bed ridden it will take some time for her to get well after that she will be going to u.s when i have visited her i have told her abt the incident happened to you (which is not a lie)…..this post is not for this forum but if you want to publish it you can ) will be easy to send links to my friends on cs like previous ones ;)and srry to mention my name which you dont like it either too….Always shiva
April 2nd, 2010 at 10:50 am
Ah, what a coincidence. There comes another kiss goodbye friend.
Perfect timing!… What took you so long.
Feeling guilty now? Good! You should!
Next time another Major Tom crosses your path, you will, provide him with: food, water, bed, alcohol, cigarettes, hashish, 1th class h00kers, go to his embassy every morning and threat them with death - until he gets his passport back, kill everyone who says a bad word to him or about him - and write his anxious mother a letter that he is with you and doing just fine.
Go to Bowie now, confess all your other sins to him - and cry.
April 2nd, 2010 at 2:10 pm
But tell me if was wrong on whole part somebody is going to someone place should have some respect for the host or not ? i asked your advice too which you said whatever decision is mine is fine with you i asked your opinion bec maybe i was wrong in my opinion that time so that you can give me some advice that time!i have helped many people(guys) after that infact their parents called me several times to say thank you…. I believe in forgiving not forgetting….and you should not forget too that you met tom at my place only!no offense pls no rude language too …..Keep of doing what you are doing what you are doing!i am thinking of leaving cs for quite sometime but when i will you will be updated dont worry bro ;)
April 2nd, 2010 at 3:54 pm
Awesome, the way you put it! :)
Alright, here we go..
Dear St. Shiva,
I’m very, absolutely, totally, utterly, 100%, extremely, without a trace of a doubt in my heart, forever even - grateful to you - for meeting Tom at your place. If there were no you, Tom and I would probably have never met and thus also never fall in love with eachother.
How can you expect me to get any pussy in my life - ever again - after revealing now, that Tom and I are in fact gay?!
:-o
But it’s not your fault, really! Even I, make sometimes bad choices and/or give inadequate advices (especially the ones in style: “your choices are your own choices and nobody’s else but yours!”). Just look where it brought me with my own friends now. One of them even threatened me with death as you could read above.
Would appreciate some Indian spiritual insights at the moment. I’m sure you have some of those, or at least a couple of well stolen quotes. ;-)
April 2nd, 2010 at 4:46 pm
It’s been so long ago now that I’ve forgotten what you look like Shiva.
Are you still showing people the real secrets of the universe?
No bad language please.
April 3rd, 2010 at 11:09 am
@ Alexander and tom what happened between was past but yes the results was bad things you said to Barbara that time abt me effected friendship between her and me in the end got more worse…yes it is true i don’t care much abt the travelers what they think bec everyone has different views of seeing things differently so one cannot satisfy everyone but your talks have effected our friendship(Barbara and me)very badly i was accused in my local community(few members) for the things i had not even thought of doing ever in my life they spoiled my reputation among my friends(Thanks once again) ….Like giving clue abt giving neg ref from my friends profile (remember)to another person …i believe too she have approached too also for putting some flashing ref on my profile and you must have refused it wisely as you are a wise man and will be traveling too for your wta part 2 ….now she and me are friends again when she had accident and had gone to visit her she is nice person ,honest, good from heart and i have regret ,sorrow in my heart for what happened to her……i should end my words again with one of the stolen quotes ;)
Imagine there is a bank account that credits your account each morning with $86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day.
Every evening the bank deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day. What would you do? Draw out every cent, of course?
Each of us has such a bank. It’s name is TIME.
Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds.
Every night it writes off as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to a good purpose.
It carries over no balance. It allows no over draft. Each day it opens a new account for you. Each night it burns the remains of the day.
If you fail to use the day’s deposits, the loss is yours. There is no drawing against “tomorrow.”
You must live in the present on today’s deposits. Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in health, happiness and success!
The clock is running!! Make the most of today.
To realise the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.
To realise the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby.
To realise the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realise the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.
To realise the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who just missed a train.
To realise the value of ONE SECOND, ask someone who just avoided an accident.
To realise the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won a silver medal at the Olympics.
Treasure every moment that you have! And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time with. And remember time waits for no one.
Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. That’s why its called the present. ….Always Shiva
April 3rd, 2010 at 11:47 am
Dude, the only reason I spoke with Barbara about you, is that it was the idea to spend the night in Delhi before my flight to Hong Kong, so I could have some decent sleep.. but underway to Delhi, I understood I suddenly had an appointment with you - and that appointment was never made by myself.. it was made by you. So I said to Barbara: “don’t want to meet him” (I don’t like stalkers!), thus I came a day later in order to avoid you. I came back to Delhi the very same day I had a flight. In short, thanks to you FRIEND, on my arrival in Hong Kong, my eyeballs were bigger then two fukkin’ apples, ’cause I traveled neary 30 hours (Mumbai - Delhi - Hong Kong) without any sleep!
At the end, while having a thea and a short talk, I told her: “I don’t care a sh*t.. just tell him to give my money to Jhoun and everything is gonna be forgotten.” No more, no less…. Knock it off now, will ya!!
The only remaining question is now: DID YOU or DID YOU NOT give my money to Jhoun - your personal slave?
April 3rd, 2010 at 9:19 pm
It’s ok. I forgive you Shiva. I do hope that you find happiness somewhere, somehow. After all, those precious seconds are ticking away now…
Tick…tick…tick…
No bad language please.
April 9th, 2010 at 7:35 pm
Hmmm….so answer to your question was been answered on fb by jhoun he (jhoun told me) that he received when you enquired and been confirmed in front of Barbara too and reason for calling you too was to handover your money and if you wished to give money to jhoun should be done by your hands not mine!The money which you offered me yourself(in a time of distress it happens to everyone sometimes isnt it?)but anyway thanks for helping me out with the money usually i spend everyday expense and bashing me too in public and talking it to my friends too indeed it was a great help indeed and fantastic way to demonstrate it too now you should take my title of saint ;)…will keep in touch its a promise! and why not wta 2 tour is going to start again after 24 april best of luck for traveling in advance ;)
@ Tom yes it was a miscommunication indeed if i didn’t want to help you out why i have said yes to your cs request in first place….yes i was more strict in your matter which was not required but some of your comments made me pissed off that time but now when i see it my response to it was not ryt …best of luck for you in life Tom…..
April 10th, 2010 at 2:12 am
Listen, there was NOTHING answered on facebook. Only once he sent me a short message, but when I replied and asked a question, that question was never answered.
And I won’t go too much into details on how “money was temporarily fu*kin’ needed”, while “you were in fact one of the richest and coolest guys in Delhi”, someone said that, coincidently I think it was you.. and how (in reality) I was buying the food and drinks daily, for you, your personal slave and myself, because you were broke and kept hanging there with us all the time, because you had nothing else to do and nowhere else to go. And about speaking in public, go ahead and browse it back on this site and see it for yourself WHO exactly brought it up in public. I don’t think it was me.
As for discussing it with Barbara, you did it your self as well, because like I already said, my last days in India I had an appointment ONLY WITH HER, not with you, but somehow you came in between again, so I said: “don’t want to meet him.”
She then naturally asked some questions, and I gave some answers, because she deserved to know. That simple, period.
If you were not that paranoid, insecure and pushy, she and I would never discuss anything about you. In fact, with your behavior you forced us to do exactly that.
The bottom line is, yes I realised after delay, and another delay, and another delay.. I was never going to see my money back (be not disturbed, some chicks do that too - and a modern word for it is: a prostitution!), so what was the point of meeting you again after all those delays?
Another “blah blah blah” delay, accompanied with some more spiritual sh*t?.. I was certainly not waiting for another spiritual story. I can make 10 spiritual stories a night, out of blue, I don’t need you for that.
And what is it that you’re accusing me now for anyway? If you gave the money to Jhoun after all (which I believe you didn’t), like I via Barbara asked you to, then we’re good. We wouldn’t be discussing it now, would we? …and nobody would know anything about it except Barbara you and me… And now you’re bit*hing endlesly about it (interestingly, you could’ve send me a private message and discuss this with me privately, BUT NO, you decided it should be all published on this very page!.. Why? What is it exactly that you want now? You want me to give you a medal for kicking Tom out, for treating Jhoun like a fukkin’ slave, for not returning my money back or giving it to Jhoun?… Well, I already gave you a medal. You’re St. Shiva now.
Not sure what’s going on in your head at the moment, but dude, to me this whole conversation looks like a travesty.
I’m telling you honestly, I can’t help you with all your guilt feelings. I suggest you fix it yourself or seek help from a professional.. and we leave it right here once and for all.
So please, help your self and don’t bring even more juicy things to public. I don’t care a sh*t… but for yourself I don’t think it’s helpful.
April 10th, 2010 at 11:17 pm
hmmmm…..so you admit at last that you talked on my back with my friends abt me and listen too mate i have seen too message sent to jhoun which said h r u ? did you received the money?and seen answer to your question by him “yes i received it” and been confirmed in person by him too when Barbara came to attend one the parties at my place and yes from that money he purchased a palace too in his village …Thanks to you….Now abt the drinks and food part did during your stay at my place did i said to you even once Dear alexander pls buy me food and drink for me too honey…i was cheated by my relative(150000Euros)and had some other problems so was taking a break from my work that time when you stayed (10days)with me…and it was my decision to stay at the flat as internet,electricity,water,cleaning,gas etc was all paid by me not you and should be my fully decision to stay at my flat…it should been you who gone out from my flat in morning and should have come in the night after having your dinner at my flat like a good guest….. jhoun was with me bec he had no job at that moment (left that relative he was working with who cheated me bec that relative beat him up) i offered him that he can work with me till he finds a new job for himself and i will tkcr of his food ,salary and food even i cannot afford that time bec of situation i mentioned to you…yes i changed my decision and thinking abt tom when we talked seriously for the first time till morning(remember) and told jhoun also to tell tom that he can stay as long his problem gots solved but not to take my name that it was my independent decision but to show this decision taken bec he(jhoun) wanted tom to stay but when you come to me saying “if tom is leaving i will leave too” it felt to me as if i have been threatened by you hey man you owe me money so start working according to my rules…i politely said to you if want to stay or leave its your decision which i didn’t knew that will hurt you so much that you start comparing me to prostitutes talking bad on my back to my friends and now on this site of yours ( 4 people put their comments out of which 2 people you met thru me at my place)…i tried to call you many times when you left for mumbai but mob was not reachable and then when i called barbara enquiring abt you i been told that your mob got lost so i requested her when you came to stay with her tell you that i can come to meet you at her place even to hand over some money you left with me then she mentioned to me yes you was saying there is some money balance with me…Thats the only reason to contact you thru her……she told me to handover the money to jhoun as said by you which i politely refused and told her if wishes to give tip to jhoun he should give it by his own hands when he receives his money from me but you refused to meet me or talk to me and left with no option to handover money to jhoun by my own hands….now you are alleging me of not handing over money to him as you thinks so coooooooooool……i had closed the flat after sometime when you left and now sometimes hosts people from my home….jhoun is doing a job as cook in a good restaurant in Delhi now and maybe this year opens up his own small foodjoint :)today i just arrived from the restaurant where you and me drank a beer once (diamond cafe) with a fellow cser guest who is a nice chap and is “broke” like me when i use to be in your time drinking beer with him and paid for him too in your name! Cheers! seriously you will never find me stalking you now in future or writing on your threads anymore i think i have been healed now!but you continue to write what you like writer!
Blessings
From one and only
and will be
Always
Shiva
April 11th, 2010 at 3:47 am
It’s actually very interesting how you “see” and “know” whom Jhoun sends “private” messages on facebook, thus you’ve been sniffing through - and messing with his facebook account as well. Don’t you have any limits when walking over people? Did you also dictate him what to write? Or even worse, did you write it yourself how you gave my money to him?… Never mind, I don’t want to know.
One more reason to believe you gave him absolutely NOTHING.
Aaah the food and drinks thing. :)
No, you´re to noble to ask. As the fridge was empty all the time, you´d just sit there every day and wait untill it was brought to you.
…and it’s even more interesting how “unreachable” I was, so the only way to contact me was through Barbara, while you can perfectly find your way to my website and could’ve send me an e-mail at any time…
And what´s that fuss about internet, electricity, water, cleaning, gas out of sudden?? How dare you after I paid it all triple to you?!
I´d been better and cheaper off in hotel I guess… Above of all, I´d suggest you go and read those couchsurfing guidelines and rules once more. Who and why have ever made you an ambassador there for gods sake?
It’s truly joy to read how you put things together and relate them to eachother, with here and there little handy verbal tweaks, when needed, so that everything fits perfectly within your own little universe. If I wouldn’t know better, I might even think you were a great goddamn spin doctor!
The only reason I hadn’t ban you from this site yet, is bacause, some strange way - you’re so entertaining. Also pathetic a little.
And now that you perfectly picked the two most relevant pages on this site to present yourself - and I gave you far more space then you would give anyone else in your life… to let you (uncensored) say what you had to say, I think it’s now time indeed, to end it with: Good bye St. Shiva!
It was about time!
———
P.S. I hope some day you get an opportunity to travel to USA and make there once more that marvelous joke of yours: “there is a bomb in a suitcase”, while passing the customs… I think it goes beyond anyones imagination (even mine) of what they’re going do to you!
Naaah, knowing you, you’re way too refined and sneaky to make such a joke on your own account. It’s far more fun to make it on other men accounts and then just lean back and enjoy the show, isn’t it? ;-)
That’s what makes you so sophisticated, marvelous and special.