the distance is long

That sense of longing just won’t go away. You would thrive to be able to contact him anytime you want to, just because everything around you: your bed, your favorite restaurants, places you go through everyday, the whole environment; reminds you of him. Of his presence with you 24/7, his luring smell, his warm hands ready to hold you whenever you want. His darn, deep … Continue reading the distance is long

of all the things that i am

of all the things that i am; ― a burst of energy, a heartfelt clingy, hormone-controlled, anxiety-fooled, ― my likes and my dislikes, my yeses and my nos, days ups and downs, the failure that shapes, the mistakes that rapes, ―the first born, who should’ve achieved more the fearful, innocent, trapped in a whirlwind of unwanted theories, sense of worthlessness, I N S E C … Continue reading of all the things that i am

autobiograph: The Answer

‘But I never liked him, either,’ I defended my self and my current relationship. Those monthly fluctuations of my hormones somehow betray me for at least some days each month. On different nights I would be (or feel) attacked by intrusive thoughts, or thoughts I once (or twice) had in the past. Last night, it was the thought of this guy I was close twice … Continue reading autobiograph: The Answer

About Privilege

About someone who was born in an Already-Okay family. About someone who has got sufficient, even more than enough opportunity in education for it to be an outstanding personal capital. About someone who knows little about hard work (progressing, though.) and what it means to sacrifice. About someone who felt that waking up at 6.30 AM in days where its supposed to be holidays is … Continue reading About Privilege