Your reflection stared right back at you. Stoic pose, tired brown eyes and pale skin that had seen better days. The only sign of life being your lips that parted each time you said “I am happy”. You’d said it seven times already, you just have to get to twenty one and you’d be fine.Continue reading “It’s okay not to be okay.”
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Pretend it’s an enticing title
It was the year I bagged the degree that at one point threatened to take my life, and the year I finally let myself be held. It was also the year I struggled to find my footing. Having stumbled time and time again, fallen and grazed my knee, God sent His blessings as if toContinue reading “Pretend it’s an enticing title”
To quit or not to quit?
I quit. I packed my bag stuffed full of my favorite clothes and decided to leave. Enough was enough. I couldn’t stand it anymore, I just can’t look you in the face and tell another preachy lie. That’s why I’m quitting chronicles of a wallflower. When I started this blog I wanted to build aContinue reading “To quit or not to quit?”
Healing and patience are lovers.
You sipped orange juice at the ball. Orange juice because there’s simply nothing more divine than the tears that the orange shed as you wring the life out of him. Orange tears? Pure bliss. The theme is white and brown for purity and reliability. There’s nothing pure about drinking orange tears though and nothing aboutContinue reading “Healing and patience are lovers.”
My man.Our man.
Sit a while with me dear friend, let me tell you about my lover. Our lover if I may. He’s unconventional, in the same manner that everything about me is. He excites me just as my fingers tingle whenever I write to you. He makes love to my mind. Slowly. Intentionally. With ease and caution,Continue reading “My man.Our man.”
Lies they told me (I)
They lied. I was 12 when they told me he came to a person thrice. “Just look for the dashing man in red” No other color but red. So I waited, I waited for the man in red and I found him first when I was 16. He came to me in the version ofContinue reading “Lies they told me (I)”
La beauté du lotus
Dear lotus, where did a delicate queen like you learn to grow a spine so tough.
Un-forgiveness Trilogy pt.2
Dear Un-forgiveness, take a bow
Chronicles of a wallflower 