I remember it. I remember it all. The first time our eyes met, my world changed. On day one, you told me not to take constructive criticisms seriously and that we don’t deserve anything less. You said to keep me on surprising you because you believe in me and that I have talents and potentials […]

This isn’t a standard love letter. It’s not to the boy who broke your heart or the man who tore it apart. It’s not to your best friend who likes to send you gifs at three o’clock in the morning featuring an actor from a show you obsess over with together. It’s not to your […]

Wounded has always looked like this. Raw, rage, revenge, sadness, solemn, this is how messy it is in the beginning. You wish for death, because surely the grief should kill you, but it doesn’t and death tells you it is too good for you. This part of healing is nothing but mess. You are standing […]