“What’s wrong with me?” Surely, I am aware of the fact that I am flawed but there’s still an answer I’ve been searching for a long time. How come society is too cruel for us who just want to be ourselves? There’s this standard that we always aim to achieve to meet everyone’s satisfaction. I…
Read moreAs the waves roared by on the seventh…
… by the morning drills, as the sand turned into something more than pixies running over the hour clock, as the sun dropped its magnification beholding its warm rays, and as the stars showed up by the Aurora Borealis forgetting the moon above — I eventually found myself. But, when the waves became silent, the…
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