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I never knew where he stood and what he thought about it. About my actions and reactions, and fights and battles. About all that made me small in life, all that made me weak and negative and in search of … Continue reading
I don’t care what he says, she says, they say.. I’ll treat you the way I want to be treated. Miss Mess xoxo
Sometimes we turn a corner, without doing anything out of the ordinary, driving towards the sun the same route as always, and we grasp the concept that there is a world outside ours. That it is bigger and bolder than … Continue reading
I’ve tried to take my time because if these things are real it doesn’t matter if it happens today, next week or in a month. I didn’t think this way before, I thought the moment is all that counts, and … Continue reading
“Did you really mean that? Am I hurting you that much?” He stared into space, ignoring her silly question. “Then why don’t you say something?” She was about to shake him out of his reverie, make him articulate the phrase … Continue reading
It’s not enough, far from it. Oceans and deserts from it. Remembering your lies is proving tougher as normal becomes dinner routines. Speaking my silence is impossible with your cold shoulders from quarter past midnight. Hide away with excuses since … Continue reading