I Hate That I am Like This

I am not shallow nor am I saintly. I strive to be on good terms with everyone and be diligent. I am content with with the way I am and I’m really proud of how for I’ve come. But why is it that I get so annoyed at a single person? I am tired of… Continue reading I Hate That I am Like This

My Emo

I Don’t Know Why

Do you know how many times I've changed the first sentence of this paragraph? You obviously don't but what I wanted to point here is- that despite much turmoil and confounding emotions inside me. None of them are translatable to words. And the question 'Am I depressive?' slithers into my consciousness like the pest it… Continue reading I Don’t Know Why