My biggest regret was thinking that you would be different. That you would take time to care for me. That you would love me and treat me right. That you would not do what they did to me. That you would talk to me to understand me. I willingly gave you my heart and trusted you with it. I thought this could be...Read More
I stopped talking to you because you stopped listening. It's as simple as this. A long time ago, we used to be able to talk things out because we both listened and tried to change for the better. For you, for me, for us. But today, it's no longer like this between us. This feeling is unexplainable... I don't know which is worse,...Read More
After a while, you give up. You give up explaining because it takes longer than a lifetime to explain something to someone with the stubbornness of a mule. Why waste your saliva and life? No matter what you say, nothing will go through his thick skulls. To him, he's always right. And when he's wrong, don't expect him to apologise - he never...Read More
I'm trying to reduce angsty rants on my blog because they do no good to this blog or my life but I'm damn pissed off today. I'm so annoyed that all the travel opportunities in the recent years never materialised. Maybe I sound petty now but if you've been reading my blog for quite some time, you would know how much I love...Read More
giant creatures flew across the gray sky their hide made of stone and they had diamond eyes beasts crawl out of their cave after hiding for a millennium with their skin intricate like a maze they tore and scratched yet with light came the dark and he left his evil scars a blood-curdling scream makes its way out of her tired throat before...Read More
i was 7 – pigtails, porcelain skin missing two front teeth running wild, screaming loud mirror mirror, am i pretty? i was 10 – bobby pins, messy hair crooked teeth, bright smile beaming wide, holding in mirror mirror, am i pretty enough? i was 14 – rebellious dyed hair brace face, black lipstick mascara running down my cheeks mirror mirror, am i pretty...Read More
