The ruined side of me. Again.

“Mom let’s go”, my brother shouted. “Bye”, I said. I shut the door and moved towards my room, with my phone in one hand, a clenched fist, moistened eyes, and a pricking throat. I sat on my bed and before I could do anything, I bursted up. Tears streamed down. My nose turned red. I…

Not a pleasant morning afterall. 

It was dark outside. No sound to be heard. Everyone was in deep sleep, it seemed. I checked the clock and it was nearly three. This morning was different. I never woke up at three before. But, this time I was wide awake with random thoughts racing, and their voice echoing in my head. “You’ve…

I’m just tired.

​I’m tired of the feign love. I’m tired of the feign friendships. I’m tired of being let down everytime. I’m tired of being hurt. I’m tired of trying. I’m tired of pretending to be fine when I’m not. I’m tired of my flaws. I’m tired of feeling broken, damaged, worthless. I’m tired of letting people…

I’ve cared enough. Thank you for your love. 

We often create bridges to connect with people. Love. Pain. Wanting. Anxiety. Hate. What else do two people need to stay in touch? ~Omair Tarique We aren’t who we used to be. We’ve changed bridges from love and friendship to pain and hate. I dont know if you feel the same or is it just…

Eccedentesiast.

Failures pushed her. She saw no hope. It wasn’t a great day; but like most of the days she felt what nobody ever understood. ‘Building special memories?’, she thought was just a misnomer. The urge to scream ended up with nail marks on her hand. The clutter she had built ended up with blood on…