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A Story a midday thought to give it a try A try she never knew she needed The one she deserved A ring with an engraved hug Bound far...

The salty breeze whispers sweet, Cold feet and waves declare the myth. Tangled hair—it’s just the air, Pretty loud, yet laced with doubt....

A storyline to her whose heart is aching to her who's at the barren land to her whose enchantment is long gone to her whose jar will be a...

The blog 'What People Will Think' marked the start of my blogging journey, which is when I figured out which way better to start a new...

Over the years I have never been clear with the whole funda of growing up. It requires lots of energy, letting go, standing up for...

As I type right now, I do not know what I feel. It is like I am transparent right now without any thoughts but at the same time, misted...

There's always a single strand in the bunch of yarns that feels more tangled and complicated than others. (by string here, I will be...