Hello Everyone! Welcome back, this is the second segment of the “top favorite reads 2016”. I’m glad you guys commented on the last one, you can check it out if you want to here. Enjoy! ON THE JELLICOE ROAD – by Melina Marchetta. I’m dreaming of the boy in the tree. I tell him stories. … More My top 10 favorite reads of 2016! Part II.
So 2016 is almost done and though I’ve never done this, I was really tempted to do a top five books of 2016 but from the title you may have noticed I could’ve never been happy with just five let alone ten but here goes. This year I read more classics than I ever have … More My top 10 favorite reads of 2016! Part I.
Losing again. After having sapped the breath out of me, you stored it in a glass mason jar, you always thought you were so clever, didn’t you. Maybe you were because I never could find it and died in the hallway. Games, puzzles, mazes you’d try to find something, anything to distract you from the … More Abuse: a horror story.
“Are you searching for purpose? Then write something, yeah it might be worthless. Then paint something, yeah it might be wordless. Pointless curses, nonsense verses. You’ll see purpose start to surface no one else is dealing with your demons, meaning maybe defeating them could be the beginning of your meaning, friend.” – Kitchen Sink, twenty one … More A Kitchen Sink.
Why I never write about you. I’ve exhausted myself enough, let me begin. No, beautiful boy , it’s not because I don’t love you enough, it’s because I love you too much. And I cannot much afford these words for I am left drained by the time I finish if there ever can be an … More Letters to you: I
To say the least, I have been busy… The past week I finally read Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, being on a personal mission to read the best of old literature i.e classics, this one was another feat which left me quite content. Having heard the story already as a child I was quite excited to read … More On Change. (Who am I kidding? This is soo about the meltdown I had.)
‘Rien du tout, ou tout tout de suite. Du tout au tout, indécis.’ Words. Do they intrigue you as they do me? A word… one, two, three meanings, all different. They seem to betray their nature so quick. Taken out of context, they can mean anything, they can mean nothing. See for yourself : … More Ni l’un ni l’autre. Nous sommes tous bâtards. (Neither one nor the other. We are all bastards.)
You find yourself sitting under that cold-vent again, wrapped in your paper thin school blazer. You look over your shoulder and catch her mid-laughter, hers is the most beautiful smile you’ve ever seen, it reaches up to her eyes which crinkle at the corners, filling the static air with a pleasant giggle… … More She.
I understand this is unforgiving, using a terribly clichéd title and first blog post, but…. To, this page. Before I begin, it would be nice to acknowledge the amount of dedication and inspiration I mustered up to finally start my own blog. It has existed in my mind for far too long, … More A beginning.