Not even on weekends. Not even when I’m hungover. I’ll wake up at 6, make some eggs, and take a shower to massage my head with shampoo.
This morning I took the train to work. A few stops in it got crowded and I felt […]
It’s time to play my own game. A game of truth and dare.
I don’t miss anyone as much as I miss who I once was when I looked in the mirror.
I’ll never forget this moment. This moment I realised that after three years, it was over for real. That this time you won’t come back, and that I will have to live without you for the rest of my life.
I start to think of how I have never let myself actually notice my growth but instead, kind of skipped from point a to point b, closed my eyes for a second and opened them to see a new woman with the same smile staring back at me in the mirror.
What happened sucked, there is no denying that, but where do we go from here.
She was beautiful and funny. She was cautious, yet spontaneous. She was certainly insecure but so, so brave. She was so many things, all at once.
My parents hissed, howled, gnashed their teeth at me in order to prepare me for “the real world” […]
I feel home where they are