Poetry

things to fill your heart with

the painted sky during dawn and dusk long conversations late at night smol succulents the smell of old books pacific winds heart shaped doodles the clink of teacups songs that heal you in ways cherry blossom petals van gogh’s starry night sense of serenity cozy sweaters bits of the moon lighting and thunderstorms reminders of…… Continue reading things to fill your heart with

Simply Something

a friendly february ☁️

Summer keeps trying to crawl in but the Winter continues being dominant. If you were to enter into my room at any point in the day, you’d get lost. It looks like a landfill. Nothing is where it’s supposed to be and everything is everywhere. Since it’s exam season I’ve become a hermit. The only…… Continue reading a friendly february ☁️

Poetry

my poems aren’t you

my poems can never be you, the one thing i want them to be

Poetry

i bring the revolution with me

my grandmother told me one day that I was named after a constellation so when you see me being reckless it’s because my ancestors were meteoroids powerful and earth shattering tearing the atmosphere like a stubborn lightning strike i was a haphazard shooting star before they tried to tame me i carve the universe on…… Continue reading i bring the revolution with me

Life Update

Life Update: I’m Going At My Pace

It was a cold day, the 14th, but ordinary none the less. The sunset was a mix of mauve, magenta and honey gold and it looked like somebody had spilled a smoothie over the sky, the kind of smoothie that you see on Instagram stories. Sunsets are the only part of my quick passing days…… Continue reading Life Update: I’m Going At My Pace

Poetry

2018 – an ex lover ( a poem)

a poem where i personify 2018 into an ex lover

Poetry

hating yourself isn’t poetry

hating yourself isn’t poetry my love show me all your scars and let me kiss them gently     your flaws aren’t ugly my darling they’re like the wings of a butterfly you can’t see them completely yourself but i can and they’re beautiful like a rose gold sunset   those who hurt you don’t…… Continue reading hating yourself isn’t poetry

Simply Something

You Can’t Stop Me Loving Myself

Even if it takes a while sometimes
It’s okay, I’m in love with myself
I do what I do, so you do yo
You can’t stop me lovin’ myself
BTS

Poetry

I Am Not Glass, I Am Rome

now do not misunderstand me when I say I’m broken by broken I mean – a broken weapon like a sword that’s broken into two for when it went through war it cut what came in its way and its final victory is it’s open wound chanting its glory so if you ever kiss me…… Continue reading I Am Not Glass, I Am Rome

Listed

Sacred

I made a list of things that make me feel warm and make me want to unpack the thoughts in my head: being nostalgic with a friend who you met after a lot many years creating art when you feel broken a mother holding her daughter tightly after she finally found her in the crowded…… Continue reading Sacred

Floating Thoughts · Life Update

Crashing waves and Sunlight

These past few days were a rollercoaster. They felt like I was pushed from the cliff and then saved a few feet before the ultimate fall. My adrenaline levels have been so high and my heart has been thumping so loudly I constantly feared someone could hear it. I’m not going to go into details…… Continue reading Crashing waves and Sunlight

Simply Something

It’s all going to be okay

    I could get used to this. Lazy afternoons I spend cuddled up in my favorite blanket after my lectures for the day are over. A book in my hand and Connan Gray’s soft soothing voice singing videogames in the background. The room is cold and I can hear the rain slamming against the…… Continue reading It’s all going to be okay

Simply Something

This One’s For Her

This is where I introduce egg ❤