In essence, there is indeed a constant anguish in love that joy suppresses. The best way to love someone is to realize that one day you might lose them. Seeing them drift away from you and almost out of reach, that’s when you truly learn to love them. It’s quite unfortunate, but most don’t realize it until that stage.
My uncle sexually harassed me when I was a kid. I told my parents about it but they just asked me to move on.
I figured my life was a glowing empty page, that had no boundaries to it, and I could do anything I wanted. So I recalled being told "Take the bright moon, the edges may be sharp, but you won't be able to wipe the stardust from your fingertips. I promise it will be worth it, … Continue reading Wildfire
It dragged me down, the thought on my mind,I suffer to breathe so I’ll slit my throat to let air into my veins.These bracelets you gave me hold me down like chains,I wait for you to rediscover me.Heaven were those memories, though now a misery.Stained is our history.You had me in a headlock with your … Continue reading You have no clue
It's been seven years since they first saw each other. It's been exactly seven years since they first met. It was their anniversary the next day. Fallon was ecstatic, she had just returned home from work when she overheard her boyfriend and his closest buddy conversing in the living room. She despises eavesdropping, but she had … Continue reading The scent of love
I never really understood or liked quotes by those famous, successful personalities. They had it different, what you say or what you did does not necessarily apply to my life, so stop making it sound like it is so effortless, let us realize that life indeed is painful and tough. But then there is one … Continue reading Quotes
Over and over again you hear, ‘be yourself’, ‘stay in the truest colors of yourself because that’s what really is beautiful’. People say that and then these same people judge you for being who you are. They tell us that we need to be happy, we know that we need to be happy, because who … Continue reading My two cents