thank you.

It’s 12:05 AM here in Melbourne — probably its 2 hours earlier in the place where you are right now but I guess it’s fine. Thank you. Thank you for these past 8 months; our ups and downs, our laughters and our tears. The places we went together, days and nights we spent in each others’ arms, […]

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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