Hello World! Life is all about travelling. From being a liquid to a grown up human being, and then, turning into sand. What a weird start. But I am going to keep it; maybe the upcoming poets take it serious.

Our souls had reconciled and now our arms were beginning to catch up

I saw myself as a creature driven and derided by vanity

Our souls are tethered to some form of lovers' telepathy

We’re twin flames—soul mates seperated by Fate, but joined in mysterious ways

I saw a graffiti from the bus today, saying If the ocean wants you, it takes you. I thought that was a fucking cool thing to write on a wall. An unusual thing. It stuck with me, as I went. Some days, I

Too many coincidences for ithis to be anything else but Fate….

I’m going to get to the bottom of this mystery before it totally obsesses me.

This is impossible, I tell myself. Then, I begin to shake.

Coincidence or happenstance, expect you know I'm too nuts-o by much to ever call it mere coincidence. Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar, but sometimes you prick your ears too hard, and stuff starts happening

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The evening sank slowly over the factory, painting the sky in fading amber and ash. One by one, the workers drifted out through the rusted gates—shoulders heavy, hands worn, pockets carrying just enough

source I experienced something yesterday and it got me thinking about how the good people are often face with bad situations in this life. If we notice our environment properly we see that people who are

Once upon a time miHoYo brought us Furina. Then they did better.

I have a compass inside me that points me in the right direction

Greetings friends! ================== I don't know why this happens with me. Whatever I do results in a failiar and loss. I try to do things in a perfect way bu

I wasn't going to write in response to the Silver's Bloggers prompt this week: "What do you remember feeling on your first day of school?" The essay would have been way too dark. Then I thought,

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Trust is hard to earn when it's lost