I broke my own heart

I broke my own heart

I always wondered why I didn't look like art. You know, just look ethereal and dreamy. And I'm not talking body, it's more about how some people just flow. The sound of their laughter, the tilt of their head, the curve of their nose and the crinkles in their eyes when they smile. It's about [...]

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It’s about time

It’s about time

Time. It's the trickiest part of being human. There's no time to do what you want, there's all the time to do what you hate. We act like it's slipping away but live like we have forever. We act like there is a ticking clock and chase after the wrong things, things that cannot satisfy [...]