I Don’t Miss You
At the place where you once were I am left here alone I try to smile and it’s not really that awkward Am I not sad enough yet? Or is my heart lying to me? The empty gap of my day’s memory that seems to be fine…
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At the place where you once were I am left here alone I try to smile and it’s not really that awkward Am I not sad enough yet? Or is my heart lying to me? The empty gap of my day’s memory that seems to be fine…
ReadI got so involved rewatching this 15-year old series that it got me fuming up from disappointment again on the last few episodes.
ReadIt’s amazing that as we grow more mature, we no longer solely root for the main leads. We start to feel for the villains and the second leads, and we try to understand the motivations behind their actions. They…
Read“The male lead couldn’t seem to stand his failures in life. He even ended up hurting the only person who stayed by his side. And he realized that person’s value once it was too late. “But it kind of reminded me…
ReadIt makes me wonder now, whether in my seeming calm as crises piled up, my insistence that everything would work out in the end, I was really just protecting myself – and contributing to her loneliness. -Barrack…
ReadHave you ever experienced that feeling when, upon passing by a bookstore, an unshakable desire arises—to walk to its door, to stand among the rows of familiar spines, as though you’ve visited them countless…
ReadI was just sort of waking up to the truth of who we can be: so ready to assume the worst in people. The only thing I can do is share that that does hurt. Because if we walk around pretending like it doesn’t…
ReadHi. How are you? An introduction so cliche, yet that’s what I wouldn’t want to say when I would see you again. It’s 3:49am, and unknowingly, after watching a tv series, I was up all night thinking about you……
ReadMay the bullies have their well-deserved karma come knocking on their doors. Never thought this series would have a triggering effect. 😡😢
ReadI am not sure if the lines “May we see each other again” and “Nice meeting you” would be appropriate for us.
Read“There is no shortage of songs, movies and television shows depicting the difficulties of breakups with a romantic partner. But when it comes to navigating the end of friendships, it can feel like we’re on our…
ReadI composed myself before I pressed the green icon on my phone. Displayed on the screen are my parents, I could hear the television being played on the background. They are calling again. My mother asked, “How…
ReadI had never given much thought to how I would die, but dying in the place of someone I love doesn’t seem like such a bad way to go. Twilight, Stephenie Meyer
ReadI have been rocking my head – many times, I can’t even count. But it still feels as if I am going nowhere. The map on my hand, slowly blurring until it becomes undecipaherable. I feel alone. And I am going…
ReadIn the past years, I have often advised my friends who are crestfallen or down to list down ten reasons of how they can grateful for. After, they would feel a sense of release, or the positivity start to show…
ReadSometimes, reality sinks in and you realize that there comes a time when you have to give up or quit. Raising the white flag does not make you a loser, or a quitter. Nor will it ever define you. It makes you a…
ReadWould it be alright to give up when you can no longer cope up and act like you’re still strong enough?
ReadI don’t think I can ever go back to that feeling of pride when I was able to accomplish something, even the littlest of tasks. I am at that point where all I see are my incapabilities. Seeing someone sneer at…
ReadWhen you are about to reach your breaking point from tight deadlines and reports, at the end of the day when you have composed yourself from the troubles of the day, that is when it will finally hit you – the…
ReadWhen we decide to quit work because it’s already difficult for us, what if we find a new work and eventually, it also becomes difficult? Would we quit, again? Will we ever quit from quitting?
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