Tag Archives: Writing 2014

Call it magic / Call it true

“You know what reminds me of you? Everything. Everything reminds me of you.” Miss Mess xoxo

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Me

I only had to be me—a very flawed woman staying true to her heart. – Anonymous I learnt so much about who I am, nothing they do will ever belittle that anymore. Miss Mess xoxo

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I shrug now at your misery

It might have been my fault. I wished you hell yesterday, I wished it with all my heart Miss Mess xoxo

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play on broken strings

I must tell you something: You don’t know how good it feels to grasp that you are okay. To actually know. that time in London, and time after hearing the song that used to break me, cloud my mind and … Continue reading

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Instagram and sh..

I woke up with my heart beating in my ear. I had barely slept, restless and anxious over my emotions. I kept reaching for my phone throughout the night to check Instagram as if to reaffirm his betrayal. Her comments … Continue reading

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The end.

Miss Mess xoxo

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