I think the main gist of the story is not to fall in love when you have this huge hole inside of you. I mean it.Once someone else starts helping you to fill it up, that's the end of you. Breaking up is equivalent to being an infant and fighting for yourself out in the … Continue reading Basically
5:06 AM, and you know it's unhealthy for you. Turning and tossing of sheets in bed does not equal sleep. Tell yourself, "yes, I'm okay, I can sleep, I can stop thinking about the past. The future seems so out of reach that it's impossible to think about." Your stomach growls because of a lack … Continue reading Just pretend that this insomnia is not making my emotions stir.
Dear you, It's gonna hurt, but I think we'll get through this. I can finally see the light, and hell, is it painful. Plato's republic was right. There wasn't ever enough love that you could give to me till I'm satisfied, it was about me filling up this hole I have inside instead. I've had … Continue reading Dear you,
Today was the last day, and the countdown to the end was fast and bittersweet. As I sit in the train, on the way home after 10 hours of volunteering for the last day, I looked back at the past 2 months even though my exhaustion was clouding my thoughts. Who knew that the ideals … Continue reading Nostalgia after the exhibition ends
Just needed to sort out my thoughts and get this off my chest. It was a plain old Monday morning and my parents have gone to work. Only my uncle and I were at home. He was cooking his instant noodles, and I've just woken up. We exchanged our greetings and out of the blue … Continue reading My uncle.
What the title says. What happened was something so petty yet so familiar I couldn't help but feel pretty upset/anxious/annoyed/done with it. My mom apparently said something along the lines of "Oh, when are you gonna have a child!" to our neighbours who're married but haven't had a child in years. This is what my … Continue reading My parents had a petty spat tonight.
If my dad ever reads this someday, I'd like to tell him that I love him dearly. I always have and always will. Thank you for being my dad, pa. My father was the one who subtly shaped me, despite being absent most of the time when I was a child. I remember flying pizzas … Continue reading Childhood memories of my father (2)
I'd like to thank my friend (Link to his poems), a true lover of linguistics and anything language-y, for helping me to edit this. It was supposed to be a uni application essay, but I felt that it wasn't right and it was also too long. I hope you'll enjoy it. 🙂 PS: My thoughts are … Continue reading Boundaries
This piece needed to go somewhere. I figured why not put it on the internet? It's gonna bring me some good memories in the future. I literally wrote this after a whole day of talking about my future and stressing over this at 12 midnight. I was really considering to send this in because I've … Continue reading A painfully honest university application
Y'know those moments when a memory just hits you so hard your gut drops to the ground? It's like walking out the door 10 minutes later realising that you've forgotten to turn off the stove. Panic! Scram! Run for your life! Unfortunately, I can't do that for this specific memory that just infiltrated my mind... … Continue reading Embarr-ass-ment