Ground Floor

let's talk about these walls around us, tall and high, filled with nothing but despair and agony, our very foundation; built on pillars of insecurities after insecurities, overflowing with shame, so there is no room for us to breathe.

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A Ludicrous Reality

      If anything, my life has been a series of bad decisions, one after another; yet somehow I still manage to surprise myself  and others at same time. I am positive that it requires a certain type of skill, to spiral into an unending turmoil.  You could probably monetize it by making a potential… Continue reading A Ludicrous Reality