The “fake” girl. 

“Fake.  Yes, that’s the word. That’s exactly what people call me behind my, thinking that I’m oblivious to it.  Usually, I shrug it off, knowing that they don’t know me personally, but I’m only human, it’s tough for me to avoid the hurt forever.  Sometimes, I just desperately want people to know that just because I…

Old soul

Being an old sould is something I’m Usually proud of, And why wouldn’t I be?  I know so much, so young I understand things I shouldn’t, I recognize pain I never felt  I know lessons, I never learnt It’s flattering and awful, the same time, The foresight of life as a whole, stops me From growing,…

Still growing

When I write, I don’t write to create a mental image of me in your heads. I don’t write to force my ideas upon you all.There are times I write about being productive while procrastinating. There are times when I write about self love and self acceptance, while being the biggest bully of myself.  …