2 university degrees 4 books and hundreds of articles yet i still make mistakes when reading. you wrote me 'good morning' and i read it as 'i love you' - md,2008.
I've never felt love, all I felt was limerence
no revenge because that's how allah treated me after I sinned
i'm sorry, i know it sounds rude but i don't need an apology. i want them to suffer 100x more the way they made me suffer. the crying, the churning pain in my chest, the lost of appetite, the sleepless night, and the panic and anxiety attacks. everything multiplied by 100, that's going to be my closure
i don't actually want to die
why are you leaving me if i didn't do anything wrong why did you change why did you leave i thought you liked me
the greatest tragedy for a poet is never having her muse read her work
sometimes i hate the fact that i see beauty in everyone else but me
sadness is eternal. my muse too
I like to refer to myself as a 'free spirit' because it sounds classier than 'out of fucking control.'