Self-Induced Bliss and Obsolete Men

Sex sells and Chuck Palahniuk’s world in “Beautiful You” you can sell it inside a pink bag and men would soon be obsolete.The novel even opens with the lines “A billion husbands are about to be replaced.” Which would make you wonder why and how would a billion men be replaced? Our protagonist 25-year-old Penny …

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 …

To the Pretty One

Pretty my heart stops Pretty my heart hurts I could stare at you forever Because I can see a lifetime in your eyes Your shy smile may say you’re not ready But I know how to wait I die a little inside when you look away With your back turned I feel the seconds pass …

Stars, Black Holes, and Vodka

she was once a star until she can no longer shine she was burned out she is now darkness empty and trying to find fulfillment but even light couldn’t pass through she walks on glitter hoping she’d sparkle once more but she’s too broken while he was wonderful simply amazing and innocent he fell in …

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 …

Confusing Metaphors and Wanted Inspiration

Wine and chocolates Flowers and books Doe eyed innocence  and lipstick stained looks Rain pouring  in the summer horizon Spring air scents in the month of autumn Memories swept by October winds chilling into December mornings I create metaphors that never made sense Hoping you’ll give me the proper lessons Because based from personal experiences You …

Romantically Drunk

I have an inbox filled with slurs Drunk texts on the receiving end An empty bottle next to my charger Shot glasses left on the table And blurred thoughts with heavy eyes I asked myself, “What the fuck happened last night?” It takes seconds to reach for my phone It’s five in the morning I’m …