Its a last December . We people always make some mistakes. And its completely okey ,Its okie to make mistakes until we realize and connect all the dots that life…
Sometimes I want to be free free from expectations, free from labels, free from the invisible rules that society quietly ties around my wrists. I want to breathe without explaining…
Its a last December . We people always make some mistakes. And its completely okey ,Its okie to make mistakes until we realize and connect all the dots that life…
Sometimes I want to be free free from expectations, free from labels, free from the invisible rules that society quietly ties around my wrists. I want to breathe without explaining…
Regret being sensitive in a world that rewards hardness, regret being nice to people who mistook my kindness for weakness, regret believing that karma would speak for me while I…
i wrote you an ode, a small one, soft-spoken, light on the tongue the kind that feels like morning sun. the words came slow, but they came true, like quiet…
It was October 2024. Nothing special, honestly. I was just watching television like every other day. It was my gap year, so life felt a little frustrating—everything was so fixed,…