Pieces of Peace: i am not your manic pixie dream girl

I could just be some hipster wanna be but instead you called me a “manic pixie dream girl” some two dimensional literary trope. It was sweet at first how you liked me the moment you saw me though that should’ve been a red flag. You said the moment you saw me and not the moment …

Pieces of Peace: “saviour of a toxic romance”

In the long run, you’ll realize that there are a few relationships in life that’s not worth saving. Do not constantly remind yourself that you are in love. Or tell yourself that there is no one else in the world that will love and tolerate you because you’re only settling down with someone for the …

Pieces of Peace: Lonely Morning Hangovers

I want to wake up beside you because I want to know how it feels when your body curls next to mine. I want to feel your skin under the covers and our legs intertwined. I want to feel your lips pressed on my forehead as you slowly doze off. Your arms wrapped around me …

Pieces of Peace: Letters I Never Sent

One: We’ve gotten closer; we exchanged books and playlists which were equivalent to sharing pieces of our souls. We shared secrets that we never told anyone else and it was the first time anyone would raise a fist to protect me. You gave me a book and I saw it as a way to tell …

Pieces of Peace: Dear Cupid You’re A Jerk

Want a tip? Never get drunk and fall in love or you’ll end up like me. There I was finally twenty years old and with the worst hangover one could ever experience in their lifetime. My head hurts, my back felt as if I’ve lost my spine and then I had class in the next 45 …

Pieces of Peace: Young Uncertainty

When I was sixteen years old I contemplated about death. I had suicidal thoughts when I was fifteen and I at some point had a suicide attempt. I will not get into too much detail on that because it’s all behind me and my future is looking bright. Well I’d like to think it is …

Pieces of Peace: Drama Reserved For High School

High School is not complete without the usual drama. Boy was Junior year full of it. At the time I was suffering from emotional stress and depression. It was a little hard for me to put up a straight front much less a happy one. It was a weird time for me, not only was …

Pieces of Peace: Millennial Expectations

Let’s skip 2009 because it was my freshman year and all I wrote about were boys. Not a shock really, there wasn’t anything my 13 (or 14 year old) self wrote besides boys. But don’t we all go through that phase? Being a teenager means ranging hormones and confused feelings after all. There are some …