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Cuffing Season Syndrome
'I can't believe it,' my mind thought as I saw the last person walk out of the office on 30th December. I'm sitting alone facing my...
sniff sniff
The last post here had been somewhere in the late aughts of February, which on paper is a mere 6 months if anyone is counting. In...
psychedelia
We were both breathless, dizzy with daze with what just happened, faces barely an inch away from each other, fishing thoughts in our...
In My Feelings
I know adding soundtracks to blogs are by now a fondly recalled memory-even blogging itself a distant past- but I think the song, or the...
happily attached
Sunday matinees don't come often, neither do last minute impromptu jaunts that come into fruition; but the last of April saw its way out
facing the waves
But maybe I should be on my toes to fight the currents -despite the mere thought of fighting feels like a futile effort- because while the r
the rain.
Unlike previous Junes however, it seems like the routined mid-year millennial and existential angst had ridded itself, and instead a sigh of
obsessions.
In the dark and empty hallways of my mind, all the way at the end lies a storage full of thoughts - a collection of realities and truths onl
bad boys.
Sadly the pedestal you put him on like the earth that breathes life only with the sun or not at all, you're not even an entity that tain
in 10 years time,
'In 10 years, I wonder who is still going to be by my side.' - @gloful Many epiphanies and stings often occur in places and times when...
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