The Distance I Called Love
There is no love. The tingles, the butterflies. All pure emotions forced to be felt through books. An oversimplification of the connection. Feelings so pure that one ascends.…
There is no love. The tingles, the butterflies. All pure emotions forced to be felt through books. An oversimplification of the connection. Feelings so pure that one ascends.…
So, remember how I wrote on starting up my Instagram account and taking it seriously? I did. I have been going with it and it is not as dreamy as I hoped it’ll be (my wi-fi…
To move is to fail. Failure in many forms. Exhaustion through effort, or just not being able to push through desire. If you cannot push through, is it really…
The beginning and the end. The human urge to defy death, contemplating death. A third-person perspective, seeing others move toward the end. Image…
Hello everyone! Today is a great day to share it with you my answer in one of @galenkp's #weekend-engagement topics. Are you house-proud and care how your home presents and its…
One of my mentors gave me a stern talking to days ago. He pointed out something I had known for a while but made excuses for. I am lazy. Not that I’m not productive or don’t…
It is now 12:30 at night. I almost fell asleep. But when I suddenly woke up, I couldn't sleep for anything else. In the…
Greetings, friends @indiaunited community. We all have stories behind our first pocket money or first ever earnings that made us feel good, like "yes! we've arrived." I welcome…
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