No three words, so driven to muses, so widely breathed and syllabled should it be a dismay. No emotion that strenuous to the soul should be said with sorrow and pain, with face of regret at vacant eyesRead More
Before you picked your head up, and looked at the person a-front of you, eyes glistening with memorization. Their stance, the curve of their lip, throwing your stomach a tumble. Twitch feelings in your hand, like fire from a lighter, only to be pooled by hot nerves. No sensation can be displaced from here; nothing can compare. A cycle of toppling self-esteem channels every time you seek reflection, and you wonder.
Who were you, before it all started?Read More
You start comparing yourself to her. You either compare yourself to her and praise yourself or completely strip yourself into pieces. We, as women, like to associate how if someone looks like us, they are probably a carbon copy of our personalties and interests as well.Read More