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Laughing with your broken eyes
Lesson learnt:When it comes to life, the dots don't always connect.When it comes to the brother's face, they usually do.Ah, adolescence.Embrace it, fear it. -
Why do we like to hurt so much?
Throw yourself into the deep end, try to swim.Burn, the rays of the closest star, they burn on a hot summer day.Waves of cool comfort wash over your skin; it longs for gentle relief.Bask, bask momentarily in the glisteni… -
Humble pie, anyone?
It's sad how we, how I forget to appreciate the things we have, the little things that make our day. It is, really. I'm ashamed. Complaining because the dishes are left for me to do, whinging when my room needs cleaning,…
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