Annaya MinDancing Elephants PressLetters to the DeadThe bitter taste of words left unsaid 19h ago719h ago7
Annaya MDrowning in a sea of people, and somehow still alone.We’re all just trying to find our way home in a world that feels foreign 22h ago522h ago5
Annaya MVictim? Nah. You’re the plot twist they never saw coming.You’re not the footnote honey, you’re the headline! Wake up4d ago54d ago5
Annaya MinDancing Elephants PressMaybe your path is harder, because your calling is higher.Some days, I wake up and the world feels too heavy. Like someone snuck in during the night and replaced all the air with lead.5d ago105d ago10
Annaya MWhy we’re all secretly waiting for our Main Character Moment?Dreaming of that one spotlight worthy shift..6d ago46d ago4
Annaya MinILLUMINATIONLook at you, comforting others with the words you wish to hear.funny how we become experts in giving away what we’re starving for..Jul 155Jul 155
Annaya MThey were right about putting ‘love’ into books, perhaps it couldn’t live anywhere else..I’ve been wondering if it’s safer between pages than in our hands?Jul 146Jul 146
Annaya MI’m learning to love the sound of my feet, walking away from the things that aren’t meant for meJul 135Jul 135
Annaya MinDancing Elephants PressSome feelings die the moment we try to cage them in words.Jul 119Jul 119