Period.

A blooming flower,If flowers were covered in blood clots and were nature’s embodiment of Satan’s sacrificial waterfall,This merciless, relentless, demonic thing clawing its way out of my body. I call my period a ghost that creeps into this house once a month,This distorted Bloody Mary that always comes knocking at the wrong time.I call it that friend,The one who shows up... Continue Reading →

My growth was slow, but I learnt a lot within a short span of time

When I entered teenage, it felt like I'd get rid of all the negativity that had haunted me for more than a decade . But little did I know, things would actually turn worse. I started developing social anxiety, but had to pretend as if things were completely normal. A gnawing hollowness gradually started developing... Continue Reading →

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