This is how I will love you

I know you can take care of yourself pretty well, it’s something you’re really good at for the past decade or so that you’ve been by yourself. But you are not alone anymore, you have me now and I will care about you, I will worry about you, I will care about your welfare .. […]

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It is okay to be broken

You are broken in all places that can be broken. And it’s okay to feel that way. It’s okay to recognize that you are hurting. You have feelings, you get it, and it’s totally okay.   It’s totally okay to wake up scared in the middle of the night. It’s totally okay not wanting to […]

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Relapse is worse than the first shock

Remember how it was painful the first time? Take it and multiply a million times — that’s how a relapse would naturally feel. When you think you’re doing just fine and then one day it all blows up in your face — that you’re not fine, not a single fvcking bit, that’s relapsing.   I […]

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Six degrees of separation

I think I’ve heard this song before but I’ve never really got to like it, probably because it didn’t appeal to me at the time. But you know how it is when you’re brokenhearted suddenly all songs speak your story. Taylor Swift and The Script are probably your new bestfriends now as they loop continuously in […]

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Of chasing and becoming

I may have had bad judgment calls one after the other– things I did that I may or may not regret few years from now, but the thing I definitely do not regret is going after what I want in life: to go on an adventure of knowing myself better, and chasing after the things I might be passionate about.

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Day 4: Bestfriend

You only get one best friend in life. Or not. — So now I remember why this post sat in draft and I never gotten to publishing it. Not because I’m not a good person to not have a bestfriend, but what does having a bestfriend even mean? Is it growing up closely with someone? […]

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Day 3: The perfect first date

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If I wrote this several years ago, my perfect first date would look like this: “I’d be asked repeatedly to watch Iron Man few days before the date and I’d confirm on the morning of the day itself. I’d probably pass for him picking me up on my place. I’d rather meet him in the […]

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