I am a strong believer in second chances. Everyone deserves second chances because why? we all make mistakes. And when its someone close to you, you chuckle at their sillynes and say, “Alright, im giving you a second chance.”  I have gotten second chances when I made terrible mistakes. I was surprised, people were ready […]

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These flies on my window are winners in a losing game Dip, duck, roll, and hover They barely see a season change While you and me live like birds on a power line Hands gripping, and our fingers fried God bless those Northern lights And our own devices, babe Entropy multiplies Clock’s ticking and I’m […]

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The sleeping city and your bright pupils it seems it’ll pour down after staring for a while I want to keep everything like this Sing along the song flowing through the radio when we share this moment together it’s as if the world has stopped close your eyes take my time let’s remember this moment […]

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Does it ever occur to you even once that someone hates your own existence. They wish the very air you breath is poisoned. I often had that thought. And the sad thing is I don’t have anyone to tell that I feel such things. I don’t want to worry my friends. My parents will laugh. […]

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Have you heard of toxic people? An article defines toxic people as  “Difficult people drawn to the reasonable ones and all of us have likely had (or have) at least one person in our lives who have us bending around ourselves like barbed wire in endless attempts to please them – only to never really get there.” Take […]

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I sigh softly as I stick up the last sticky note on my lamp that rests on an antique table, notes instructing me, reminding me, complimenting me. All written in a hurry with a black pen on different coloured paper. I smile when my eyes catch the “You are beautiful, you need more time to […]

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I’ve realized at this point, that there are things to admire once you are incapable of moving with the same pace you used to. After my accident, I’m always limping slowly, alone in corridors. And my slow limp gives me time to notice this world more in contrast. That chair didnt have bubble gum on […]

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