Buried Six Feet Under.

Writing about metaphorical death is so much fun.

Of Stars And Fate.

What words shall ever be enough?

All I Offer.

Vulnerable for all eyes that see.

‘Buried’.

Why do we keep holding so much back?

All That Is Today.

Forever wide-eyed, forever lost...

The Last Few Pages.

What am I, really, if not my thoughts?

‘Keep It Going’.

You don't always need to look at the bigger picture to keep pushing yourself forward.

Forgotten Drafts CH4- ‘Soulmates?’

I'll let you know if I ever find out!

All That’s Left Unsaid.

I hope we don't hold back.

What Goes Around.

You win some, you lose some.

Surprise Changes!

The uncertainty is almost peaceful.

To Excel or Enjoy?

The actual challenge here is to slowly start doing things for yourself.

Forgotten Drafts CH2- ‘Numb’.

It always does feel like a better idea to suffer in silence.

Forgotten Drafts CH1- ‘Open Wounds’.

Healing is hard.

‘Beautiful Mind.’

I wish I had better words.

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