I feel less writer's block and more a walking mess of disorganised ideas. There is a definite flow of words and ideas coursing through my veins. It merges and blends with all that I see and experience. Yet when I lay in bed with my journal page spread open, there is no synergy between the mind,… Continue reading Black Coffee & Tangled Sheets
Why does love require two ways to work? Why can't love be one way in the form of me loving you only? Why do I expect yours in return? I guess the biggest heartbreak is of you not caring. Maybe this is you showing who you really are. But love isn't one way. And it… Continue reading The Devil and God are Raging Inside Me
Just like that, my childhood buddy grew up, found the love of her life and got married. It's astonishing how a simple union between 2 people would require such extensive planning and involve this great amount of people. E started planning for her wedding almost 1.5 years before the big day. Getting married had always been… Continue reading To My Sister On Her Wedding Day – Part 1 of 4
