SummerMy beloved ghost and me Sitting in a tree D-Y-I-N-GThere is this moment in most relationships when you know it’s about to end — right when you feel bored, sad, or angry as you talk to that…6d ago6d ago
SummerI hate it here, and I can’t go to secret gardens in my mind.The truth is, I have no clue what I’m going to write, but there’s this nagging voice telling me to just do it. I’m consciously avoiding…Aug 131Aug 131
SummerThis is an Ironic Paradox, Isn’t it?It seems impossible to sleep, yet it’s equally vexing to be alone and awake at this hour. Despite the fact that life has been gentler and…Jul 19Jul 19
SummerEverything, tangled and all at onceSince I began writing, especially when I sit behind my laptop, I feel like I’m creating something beautiful. My words seem to matter…Jul 12Jul 12
SummerMy Mind’s a WhirlwindThese days, time flits away like a butterfly, I reach out to capture it, but it slips by. I’m weary, trying to hold on tight, But “don’t…Jul 1Jul 1
SummerIn the Quiet Hours of Dawn, My Mind Shout the Feelings out LoudI’m so tired, but I just can’t stop thinking. When I told you that I can’t bear any possibility, I didn’t mean from you. I’m so afraid of…Jun 29Jun 29