There is that stinging pain. The obvious sign of grief. Somewhat an alarming note to a disrupted paradise. A bell rings for someone like me. To grieve is one’s response to loss. To react a certain way when something is taken away from you. When it’s not your choice to begin with to lose it.…
To see that I’m free now Watch me walk away without looking back, Know that I took away your privileges, Your every right to affect me. It must burn you. To see that I’m happy again, That your name rarely crosses my mind, And nothing you say or do can hurt me anymore That I’ve…
by Devina Some of us were born in castles, huge mansions looking like that of the Wayne’s. Some were born with enough fortune to build their own Batcave, buy their own Batmobile, and perhaps with enough brain powers, build their own Iron Man suit. Some of us were born in working families. Some were born…
I wasn’t a fan. I had the app for a year before I actually used it. My sister used to send me snaps and I’d raise an eyebrow. Opened the snaps two days later if I remembered. And that was about it. Then I was obsessed with ANTM cycle 22, when they had episode breaks…
By Daniella Djiogan Did you never let go? Of those childhood memories Of those childish games Of your laughters Of the first gift you received from her Of the stupid promise you made to always remain friends Of the day she broke your heart to pieces Did you never let go? Image Source: https://theconfusedyoungadult.wordpress.com/2015/03/02/week-3-essence-of-reminiscence-siblings-childhood-friends/
By Daniella Djiogan Today I saw the strongest woman cry. She cried as she sent her child away. I had never seen her cry, so it took me by surprise. She always seemed so strong that I failed to realize that she too could be human She could withstand not crying when she was ill-treated by…
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