A breather.

This one is for you and me. For you out there, because the world is in shambles and the reality of it is horrifying. For you, stuck at home for a month, with your doubts and anxieties covering your bedroom walls until you can’t find a way out. I hope you find the window of… Read More A breather.

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No one understands. You’re alone in your fear. You’re alone in a middle of what doesn’t seem like a crossroad, but a wildfire. You’re alone in a place that doesn’t have any signs or pathways, only burning bridges. Only darkness that beckons you to make decisions you aren’t ready for, only life burning everywhere around… Read More 42

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Watch out for the flower that blooms on the creeks of the pavement. Watch out for the bird that sings out its sorrow And the smile that emerges from a moment of unsettling quiet They are never meant to look what they look like. Sometimes Flowers do not bloom, Sunlight does not shine, And laughter… Read More 41.

Vacations are not easy. I have too much time on my hands, and I’m often left alone. Most days I don’t do anything but stay on my bed, and I have this crushing guilt for being so lousy, except I have no energy to do anything productive. At night, it gets lonely. That’s when it… Read More

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I want a pack, a lighter, and a rooftop. I want to sit on the edge and let my feet dangle. I want to light my insides on fire. I want to watch the people below chase time while I completely dismiss it; watch them until I become part smoke. Light, filthy, and disappearing. I… Read More 37.