Do you ever wake up mad at the sun? How it rises day after day? How it abides by this routine, never caring to honour the terrible nights we sometimes have? Nights full clear darkness and loud silences packed in the cracks of our heartbreaks. But more than that, how can a creation be so … Continue reading Writer’s Block
My best friend is always trying to take pictures with me. Poor guy. That’s an endeavour I will almost always botch. I don’t get pictures. I don’t know why people insist on capturing moments. Can’t we just enjoy them and save them in our heads? The irony is, I don’t want him to ever stop … Continue reading Fear of Photographs
Five or so years ago I read (I’m not sure if it was a Jeffery Archer or David Baldacci) this novel. One of the reviews was “*insert book’s name* grabs you by the balls and doesn’t let go until you are done.” And I have always wanted to use that line. People think it is … Continue reading The allure of bad boys
“There is no such thing as too much self-love.” Even as I type this, there is this voice in my head screaming, “Yes, there is. It is called narcissism.” But I read somewhere that your first reaction to something or someone is what society has conditioned you to think. Your reaction to that first thought … Continue reading self-love
pain, anger, fear, loss laughter, joy, love, hope. I'm just saying, there is much more to life, much more than emotion. locked doors, dark rooms, quiet times, free spirits. freedom to be who we really are; who we are when everybody else isn't looking.
Don't tell me I am beautiful. See, I have spent years trying to grasp the meaning of that word. Because beauty comes from the inside out. And it goes through and through. Instead. Tell me something with depth. Tell me I am intelligent. Tell me my words make sense. Tell me I am a force … Continue reading Don’t tell me I am beautiful
I don't get people who do not read. like, how are you comfortable with knowing so little? it doesn't bug you there there is so much you don't know? and i don't just mean books or novels, i get it, not everyone has the patience for those. but for once, would you Google more than … Continue reading I don’t get people..