Tinder, Tinder, who’s the fittest of them all…?

Hey! It’s your favourite unhinged and self loathing writer! And boy do I have a doozy for my dear readers today. So I was tinder swiping one fine morning. You know, one of those Monday mornings where you’re bored out of your minds because you don’t have a job, aren’t studying and no discernable hobbiesContinue reading “Tinder, Tinder, who’s the fittest of them all…?”

Dirty but finished- A poem (and a little bit of self realisation worth sharing at the end)

I’m a finished piece of art,A dirty canvasAnd no space left for you to correct it,Not a perfect sculptureBut atleast all my parts are still attached,If you try to make changes, I’ll only fall apart;Too late to mould me into something I’m not,Too late to mould me into something you’d someday want,I’m sorry I hurtContinue reading “Dirty but finished- A poem (and a little bit of self realisation worth sharing at the end)”

Expect nothing, hope for everything

Hi. It’s me again. Your internet friend who flickers on and off more than a candle in the wind. Sorry, I have some severe abandonment issues to work through. Anyways, the doom and gloom aside, let’s get on with today’s post! Okay, so just by a show of ghostly- interweb-hands, how many of y’all rememberContinue reading “Expect nothing, hope for everything”

You were wrong- A poem

They say looks are decievingYou’ve proved them wrongYou’re just who you wereLike you said in your songsBut how you betrayed meThen made me feel smallIs weak and patheticAnd I hope that you knowYou were so fucking wrongYou were so fucking wrong And I’m not living in the pastMore than you’re living in the futureSomeday you’llContinue reading “You were wrong- A poem”

A drunken rant

I know I’ve been MIA for a week and I’m guilty of wasting precious time getting drunk, smoking and eating like an anemic pig. But I realized something quite life changing in one of my many drunken stupors: I have been putting my earplugs on wrong all my life! While I was totally trashed onContinue reading “A drunken rant”

Love is war

Someone loves me. I know someone does. I mean someone must, right? Wrong. It’s never that easy with love. There is no right or wrong answer. It’s never black or white. It isn’t even gray for chrissakes. It’s an whole different spectrum of colours. It’s like a little kid splattering paint all over the canvas.Continue reading “Love is war”

December, a story…

The city was painted a dull, gray, throbbing entity by the freezing rain that had drenched the cold winter morning. Smoke rolled out of the chimneys of comfortable houses with comfortable furniture and comfortable children. London was merry. With Christmas only a few days away, people were enjoying their holidays with lush wine and theContinue reading “December, a story…”

Foundation for teeth

Wouldn’t foundation for teeth be a totally marvellous invention? Like seriously, why hasn’t anyone thought of it yet? I think I wanted to link it to something else and use it as a clever metaphor. But I’m drained and exhausted and the pulleys and levers in my brain are dry as a bone. So beforeContinue reading “Foundation for teeth”

How he lives

Hi! So I’m back apparently and I’m not doing so well. I’ve been struggling to focus and commit recently. Like literally, I haven’t been able to focus on anything. And commitment is just a foreign word for me. I’ve always been a runner. Running away at the mention of the slightest inconvenience. But there’s aContinue reading “How he lives”

Another silly little poem

I don’t believe you when you say I’m just a phone call away, Hate to break it to myself But no one cares if I’m okay, Spent my whole life searching for a sign Maxed all my credit cards, So why am I still waiting in line? Butter me up, With all your fake validations,Continue reading “Another silly little poem”

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