Untamed

The thing he loved most about her was not that her heart had no scars, but that she had turned them into something beautiful and fierce. She wore them like tattoos on her body telling her story, a story too untamed to be spoken.

"That girl? She is dead. I don't think she was ever alive!” Sometimes we spend so much time making every one else around you happy and you forget that you're supposed to be happy too. In the process you end up losing a part of who you were and realise so much has changed from... Continue Reading →

We all deserve love. It’s not something that is conditional to only ones good days or days when they aren’t a mess. It’s loving a person or yourself a little more on your off days. I think we all need to remember that not all days are going to be perfect, but that doesn’t mean... Continue Reading →

Veraciously Yourself

What is wrong with black lipstick? Is there a rule where one cant wear black unless it is for Halloween. Is it against social norms? Or do people just get offended by it? Wearing black lipstick just leads you to get so many condensing looks. I guess it is still true that wearing pajamas and black lipstick isn't... Continue Reading →

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