So yeah! After a gigantic gap, here I am with absolutely nothing. Hmm. Where to start? Where to start?? Well, we’ll start from the beginning — a very good place to start. Over the years, I’ve been asked why I stopped writing. I was told that if you’re preaching something, you’d better be doing it first. I know. What a moron! I’m 26 now. Time is a very cruel thing. I feel 19, but I’m 26, and my body seems to be functioning like 58 , while my health feels closer to 70. I’m now scared of everything. No longer the baddie on the street — just bad at everything. Enough of the self- loathing, though. But damn, I’ve become good at it. I always was. Why am I writing this? No idea. What is this about? NOTHING. I’ve been watching Seinfeld and Gilmore Girls on repeat lately. I stopped writing altogether. No journals, no blogs, no captions, and definitely no late- night quotes in my notes. Not writing felt like Jess screaming. And for everyone asking about it, my response would be something like:...
Not a grammar Nazi, definitely not some dictionary worm so it's safe to say that I create my own meanings for words that are simple yet complex. You see, I don't know how to write because my sentences are longer than my hair. That makes sense to my friends. All things apart, lately I've been lazy. Stagnated. Wandering through the apps on my phone, I always end up scrolling through Instagram. I read a post and it goes like this. "Who is a selfish human being?" The thing that attracted me is the word "human being." As I said I am not a dictionary person. I just make up my own meanings. All along that word is just screaming for us to be human. You need not be a perfect person doing your taxes and having a proper routine in life. You need not whoop your ass just because you are not being your adventurous self. You can just try and be anything or nothing. Make sure that your choice is something that only affects you and not everyone around you. Because in th...