MOVE OUT PLAN YIPPIE I'm running away the moment my grandma leaves this world. She's the only reason why I haven't left this house any time sooner. For months, I've been preparing a move out plan for when this happens. I just hope I'll be able to accomplish these things on time. 1. Execution - move out once my grandma has passed - grieve for a week to avoid suspicions - hopefully be able to achiev... » Continue Reading
In the quiet of the night, I cry, Words spill from lips that no one replies. I’ve begged, I’ve whispered, I’ve asked, I’ve tried, But the heavens above stay dark and wide. They tell me, "Just call for His name and pray" But it feels like a game I don’t know how to play. Hoping for answers that will never arrive, Wishing for solace in a world I can't survive. I’ve been asking for peac... » Continue Reading
The new month is here, and with it, I've shed The weight of a longing that once filled my head. November whispers softly, a chill in the air, I’ve left my love for you no longer a snare. I’ve wandered the echoes of memories past, Each heartbeat a ghost, a shadow I cast. Yet here in the silence, I've chosen to part, From dreams that once nestled so close t » Continue Reading
My relationship with my mother has long been estranged, Words like splinters and glances exchanged, Lost in the silence of things left rather unsaid, Wounds that we carried too often misread. Years drifted by in an unspoken truce, Bounded by blood and yet divided by use Of memories blurred, love worn, and frayed. Two souls adrift, in the shadows we stayed. » Continue Reading
i guess there's no use to rekindle, a friendship that died long ago. a bond once bright, now brittle, fading like candles after a storm's blow. we shared secrets, laughter, and tears; whispered stories throughout the night. but time’s swift hands pulled us to years, where memories blur and lose their light. perhaps we grew in different ways, our paths diverged a silent split, and what we » Continue Reading
October 3, 2024 Lately, I feel like I’m losing my grip on reality, and it’s all because of these crushes that seem to be coming out of nowhere. It’s strange—sometimes I don’t even know if they’re really crushes. On one hand, it feels like I just admire them—the way they carry themselves, their confidence, or the things they’re passionate about. I’m drawn to their energy, but not necessarily in a r... » Continue Reading