Fire

Sometimes I stare at my candles. I look down at the flame dancing to the sound of me breathing. How it changes its form, molding through the air like it’s weightless gas.

But nor is it fluid. Fire is desire. Fire is warmth.

Sometimes burning your home and sometimes making a home.

How can we appreciate something that both delievers and consumes? 

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Ignorance

I’ve been gone almost two years and much have happened.  I’ve become an adult, got my braces taken off, started wearing contacts instead of glasses and am considering university choices.

Although it seems much have happened and changed. It didn’t.

I am still the same me. The girl who compared herself to a fillingless (totally not a word) donut.

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Us.

And yet we still ended up together,
you and me against the world.

Making our way
close to the bay,
changing our paths
with passion and wraths.
Closing the distance without "for instance".

Yet we still broke apart,
fading and fading away,
because "meant to be together"
didn't mean "happily forever".

Arguments were unleashed,
tears were falling.
So was my heart, seeing
you going
away.

The F word.

Before we start with “today’s post” all I wanted to say is that’s the actual topic I’ve struggled to write and publish because of two reasons. One, I got the whole thing deleted by accident and two, I got angry at myself and stopped trying. Yup. That got depressing really quickly. Anyway, sorry and enjoy!

So, the F word… hmm what that might be? I’m guessing by the picture you’ve assumed right, but for those that didn’t have a look at the “featured image”: no. the F word is not “F*ck”. So that pretty much sums up my whole point. But actually the cuss word, I guess, goes very well with the word of today’s topic : Failure.

– me inserting a graded assignment, but instead of the F grade is the cuss word – (Looks the same, feels the same)

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What’s the price of sunsets?

 

She felt guilt. But was she guilty? Of running away from someone holding her down?

Running towards the lands where sunsets last for months and the beautiful sky isn’t only an unreachable dream, but a reality.

She chose herself. Was that immorality?

Now her only goal is to move on and forget. But will she?

Only forgiveness will be her salvation.

And sunsets her reward.

Mind games. Simulation theory?

As you may know or not know, when I’m not spending my time watching (ok, that’s not a very adequate phrase, let’s say: binging) tv shows, reading or basically being lazy (because what my bed is for?), I waste my time doing research on conspiracy theories.

So for those that have no clue what it is, I present you straight from the one and only wikipedia page: Continue reading “Mind games. Simulation theory?”