Goodbye;One word, seven letter.Goodbye;Different meanings, for each of us.They could mean the end.They could mean the start.They could mean the next.They could mean letting go.They could mean a closure one desperately needs.They mean a lot, for each one of us.I suck at them.I don’t know how to use them.I don’t like them.Goodbye;One word, seven letter.We … Continue reading Goodbye
I couldn't breathe. There's a monster running after me. I couldn't breathe. The monster is staring back at me. In the mirror where she is permanently residing. I couldn't breathe. I realized the monster is inside of me. She is gnawing at my insides, slowly...slowly...slowly. She is snuffing that little glimmer, the tiny glitters, … Continue reading Monster
Written: March 3, 2018 (Sunday) Tied around my wrist, tied around my ankles. The contraptions meant to inhibit me from movement. I tried wiggling, but I could get out of it. I tried escaping, but someone was pulling at the chains and strangling me to suffocation. Every day was a constant battle. Every day was a … Continue reading Ball and Chain
Hi everyone! Today's post is something I wrote when I was still mourning for my father's passing. I was not supposed to share it with anyone, but I realized that if I kept it with me somehow I wouldn't be able to move on properly. And I know in some way, some people might relate … Continue reading The Light Was Gone
I woke up today to the sound of commotion. I had my coffee to the sound of that commotion. There was a certain noise blabbing on and on and on and on... My mind felt like running, my chest felt heavy. And there was this blabbering noise again from yesterday, telling me to do something just … Continue reading The Noise Around Me
Hello there again! Whether you are spending the day with your family, lounging on a beach somewhere and sipping mimosas while getting that awesome Christmas tan, or you're staying at home all day, or you have a shift at work today, I hope you are having an awesome Christmas day. Me, I am staying at home … Continue reading Christmas Day…
Written:12/21/2017 4:00 AM I was not a very studious person. I hate repetitive tasks and home works. But what I was good at was memorization. I could memorize anything, even faces of people I just caught a glimpse of for 10-15 seconds. That was how I memorized the face of the pickpocket who took my … Continue reading The Curse of A Good Memory Pt. I
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