Circle of friends…

For the numerous times had I been there; at the same place, never did I have a single courage moment to tell what I want. We trod our paces excitedly without any sign of hesitation to the place we felt safe. I was making my way behind their backs, carrying this luggage of uneasiness, doubts […]

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Worry too much…

In our universe a star explodes and dies every single second and there's you, worrying about work tomorrow. — Blu Mar Ten (@BluMarTen) May 31, 2015 Isn’t it irrelevant? I mean, we often worry way too much about the things we’re thinking with that we forget about our precious time in here, in this planet. […]

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My little wooden room…

  Every night possible, I prefer, the little bulb placed over the desk’s turns on. The mosquitoes sting my calves down there. No, it’s not quite close to a tumblr aesthetic room… it is quite like messy non-aesthetic wooden-wall room.   Every night, I prefer, I sit on my old plastic chair

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Simon says…

“Why is straight the default? Everyone should have to declare one way or another, and it shouldn’t be this big awkward thing whether you’re straight, gay, bi, or whatever. I’m just saying.”   Yesterday, or half yesterday and today, I finished reading the must-read-book-as-soon-as-possible Simon vs. Homo sapiens Agenda. I don’t know what to write […]

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