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Stuck in my head, how about you?
Of late— no scrap that, since last year– I’ve developed this illness of being too stuck…
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Who Am I 2019
A new year has finally come and the dance that was 2018 is very much over.…
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People Puzzles
On Saturday night I wasn’t on my own. I was awake at 5am; not studying. Adrift…
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Grow up or Become More Ourselves?
I lost my wallet on the train. Again. It was the second time (my dad likes…
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Mistake In Proximity
Sometimes, there are no amount of words that can possibly elevate your pain. As a writer,…
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How to Politely Swallow Family Relationships
In a world where we finally figure out we can pick and choose the relationships we…
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Molt
Your silence an assault. A few weeks of love… …
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The End
Broken; now a piece of scrap. C u t…
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Tastes like Time
You were a beautiful starter seed,…
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Why My Career Won’t Be My Passion
There is a toothless gap between like and love. Passions and Careers. I know I like drawing/designing and that I…
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The ‘What If’ of Eyes
I should have asked him what he was thinking up there. Before he joined the crowd;…
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Handbags That Keep Me Up @Night
FACT: the fashion industry from it’s shell is a horror show. Sweat shops, shallowness, little diversity,…