Disposing my thoughts one page at a time
- Top Story - November 2023
- Top Story - October 2023
- Top Story - September 2023
The voidTop Story - September 2023
The void I’ll be honest: there’s nothing more alluring than my oh-so satisfying vices. For some twisted reason, the universe dug a void into every living being on earth and left us here with no clue how to fill it. We’ll continue to search till we reach the ends of the earth for that something to fill the void.
Time pauses when I’m with you, and here I thought it was impossible. I feel like an idiot writing this out because I try not to be a hardcore romantic. That’s a tricky path to walk down. Each step brings you closer to disappointment, but you take it anyways. When time stops, it doesn’t feel like a risk. Feels like nobody’s watching. Freeing and isolating, but worth it every step of the way. Until one day, you look back at yourself, at the fool you’ve become in the name of romance, and wonder where the fuck you went wrong. Well, I’m lucky to have lost hope in it early on, but when time pauses around you, suddenly I can’t help myself anymore. I’m that fool again, turning a blind eye to every mistake I make, romanticizing the end of our story before it’s even begun.
Ideology and the Unknown
The worst feeling in the world is having a question and being powerless to its answer. It's this strange feeling of incompetence, mixed with unease and curiosity that leaves you entirely empty on the inside. There is so much we don't even realize we don't know. These are things we'll eternally debate and for good reason.
- Top Story - April 2023
The fear of vulnerability Top Story - April 2023
We all know what vulnerability is, right? Hopefully everyone has been able to experience vulnerability at some point in their lives. At the very least, I hope everyone has a vague sense of what vulnerability looks like. But how does one explain what true vulnerability looks like in today's society? Better yet, why is being vulnerable becoming so damn difficult?
a careful wish
I wished on a light that flew through the night sky, and relished in its beauty as it reached my naked eye. Rare and profound and sprouting at the edges, sweet and surreal, but it used up all the leverage it had against my heart and threw it right back. The light heard me loud and couldn’t help but laugh.