The calendar has turned its page. May this year, I learn how to be happier— to reach my goals in my career, to save more money than sorrow, and to stop offering white lies just to keep the peace. I want to wake up as the best version of myself— not perfect, but whole. To remember my dreams, to befr...Read more

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INFP girl is here દᵕ̈૩ Writing is how my soul breathes—stitching wounds, longing, and love into words
Clothes scattered. The remnants of crying dry on my cheeks, a heartbeat running without direction. Tonight, I become the ending of a story I once only heard from other people’s mouths. One body lies before me. My scream has stopped, yet my fingers still tremble. I stand with red stains on my face, a...Read more
I once believed Christmas was your promise. You traveled the world, scattering joy, like in cartoon films, like the vows whispered in bedtime stories, with a marvelous train and bells ringing loud into the night. You were a dream, a childhood memory. You were the sparkle that splashed and lingered ...Read more
I know you’re not gone, we’ve been here far too long. I just want us to stay—call it commitment, but you ran the moment marriage was mentioned. You’re here for more than my body, right? Do you love me like the moon stays loyal to night? Hold me close to your heartbeat, forever, now that we’re tangl...Read more
you used to love me, cherish me like I’m a diamond— only you could have and see. you touched me carefully, as if breaking me was easy. but where is you like that right now? you came here on your own, only to break my wall. now I don’t recognize you at all, you left because I didn’t surprise you an...Read more
I used to believe in him, once, but I know now— Santa is much like a unicorn. Still, this Christmas feels like a gift. Even when every grown-up understands that it isn’t Santa who comes at night, but parents’ love— wanting their children to keep believing in hope. And if Santa is only a myth, he r...Read more
1. Because humans spend their breath tearing each other apart on every screen that lights up 2. Because humans greet one another by measuring skin before measuring soul 3. Because those with higher wages learn how to profit by squeezing the needs of others dry 4. Because humans clear the earth until...Read more
You taught me to believe that love can keep living, even when the body no longer does. I remember you every time I watch a sad video about someone learning how to lose. You taught me happiness by simply breathing while resting in my arms. You slept beside me, clingy in the night before you left— so ...Read more
Still breathing today. Feeling whole, with nothing left to prove. Dreams that stay alive born from prayers, just to keep going. #dreams...Read more
Landing announced—cliffs, screams, then silence. #six...Read more
Chaos is all I hear, I fear. Memory becomes a monster. Anxiety cuts deeper. #kurhyme...Read more
That day you gave birth, you kept reminding me how painful it was, as if pain were a debt I had to repay by becoming who you wanted me to be. But every day, you struck me with bleeding words. Their cuts refused to fade, because every hour I wondered why being a child trapped me in human feelings, j...Read more
Like a river finding its delta, you washed away the sweat and the tears that one day finally stopped flowing for life had granted you flowers on the narrow path you walked. And still, you stayed. You became a soft wind, cool enough to sway the baby hairs on my skin, tickling sweetly, brushing agains...Read more
Too many expectations can drown you into the deepest trench of sorrow— when reality never comes to shore. All that you’ve dreamed of shattered right before your eyes, even before you could build it whole. The vessel’s foundation— cracked by values that never sailed the same direction. And I’m fine...Read more