I am and am not a fan of exercise. A sentiment which I believe many people can relate with, but mask it with faux optimism so to fit into the mould of a happy, functional society. I am slightly cynical about the natural appeal of exercise. But, I am thoroughly convinced by its chemical boost… Continue reading Of PTs and KonMari
I'm thinking to write a post a day, again. Although I don't have much to say these days.Perhaps, it's a byproduct of growing up.I could say the same goes for my parents, especially my dad.But my mum proves me -- and him -- wrong, still. (Heh.) I wondered if writing is still the path for… Continue reading while stocks last
there comes a point in every blogger's path, it seems, when they'd write something like this: hello, it's been a while since i last written anything in here, and it's time to say goodbye. The truth is, I haven't stopped writing. I just haven't felt morbid, or dead, in a very long time. I got… Continue reading coming alive
a wondrous thing to behold between the lips cheeks sighs of two lovers or more
the last time i wrote about something nice, i got head shot in the butt for being too cheesy for the universe to consume. it was confusing, for sure. because it felt like [all this while] my efforts somehow kept getting into the lactose intolerant side of things and nobody could digest what i was… Continue reading versatile
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