So there’s this girl who always guards her heart
I’m pretty sure somewhere last Wednesday, there’s this ball of sadness impending and lurking on its target. And, what do you know, this ball hit me. Hard. But there’s no such physical pain, it’s a deep-seated emotional ache that I later on discovered – scattered fits of paranoia with hints of anxiety, hysteria and a… Continue reading Self, It’s Okay Not to be Okay
I know that when I open my heart, strip away the prejudices of cynicism and let life surprise me, I will be prepared to feel and deserve the best kind of love.
Friends know me for being such a talker. Okay fine, I’m talkative. But I see to it that my lack of filter gets me somewhere, like winning friends and having a great conversation. Despite of all the exchanged knowledge and shared moments, I believe that they are still curious about me or something.
To all the boys I’ve loved before,