Of all the things I could’ve wished for, I wished for one thing only: sleep. Not because the bags under my eyes, with every passing night, got darker, heavier, deeper. Not because the world around me slept and, so, it felt like the applicable thing to do. Not because Vogue and aestheticians demanded eight hours…
My closed eyes won’t let me see what’s right in front of me, but will navigate deep into the what-used-to-be. My attempt to drop the baggage as I make my way out of this black hole that seems to have no fin or starting point, has failed me every time, bringing me back to that…
“Here’s to a fun night!” she raises her glass. But the only thing he raises in response is an eyebrow. Studying the bottle now planted on the table, he tightens his lips, holding back a laugh. “What’s the matter?” she asks. “You wanna walk around with that?” Puzzled, she glances at the bottle and right…
I’m writing a thing I titled 100 Relatable Lessons, which is basically just some words of advice and short phrases for anyone who needs to hear some reassurance, encouragement, or just a giggle. If you’re here you must love words, so why not?! They’re my mantra, which I recycle quite a bit, and they’re both,…
Homemade noodles and chilled sake, in my eyes the world’s still so foggy. Starving my disillusionment and making magic, what a treat it’d be this year to kill the panic. One, two, three, four, five—I lost count of all the posted notes I’ve found, written to the world and my now glacial soul. The to-do’s,…
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Faceless. Like time itself, endless. Walking away from trouble until again it finds me. Words evaporate in the air, talking is pointless. To be ignored once deserves no merit. To be ignored twice is a warning sign. Be ignored seven times and it’s time to retract, back up, analyze. Just what are you doing standing…
I guess it is in my head where destiny has decided to write your name. Forever wondering about the day when it’ll no longer be it or why I have no say. Doesn’t matter if I move north or south; you’re still one of those memories that stand tall and proud. And I can’t, for…
He makes questions, he seems curious, intrigued by me, as am I by him. He listens to every word I say as if he’s hearing it for the first time. He stares straight into my eyes with those deep hazel eyes and it’s almost threatening. He pays attention to me in a way that nobody…
Big part of my upbringing taught me how to be submissive. Didn’t teach me to stand up, I had to learn it. I learned to speak up to get what I wanted. A painfully shy life form, I could never do enough to fit the norm. “Be quiet!” they’d tell me. “Kids don’t have a…
I am highly inspired by the inspired, and the inspiring; by the extraordinary and the sublime; by confidence and humility. And thankfully, we can find that kind of inspiration all around us. Sometimes you just have to dig a little deeper, look a little closer — perhaps from a different angle.
In high school, I was definitely not one of the “cool kids.” From Freshman year up until Junior High, I did my homework on time, I paid attention in class, I was super quiet and always afraid to raise my hand — even though I always knew my sh*t. I never went the extra mile….