Words

I didn’t plan to say but needed to.

Somewhere between ennui and spark, my raw, unfiltered bits are here.

I’m a nerdy girl with a pen—the type who always carries a black Pilot Precise V5, has read thousands of books, and still scribbles in the margins. Sometimes I’m just writing back to an author who’ll never read it.

Maybe one day, all these scribbles will grow into books of their own.

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The Cleopatras

A Cleopatra draped in silk, watching—waiting—bare. A force you reckon with. Poison & perfume in one.

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Pink Little Liar

Let them call her sweet. She’ll be the sweetest thing you never saw coming.

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Stay a Bit Longer

Every moment with you is a tangle of contradictions. You’re the chaos I can’t resist, the fire I can’t outrun.

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Lotus from the Mud

From dirt to blossom, we are shaped by the ground we rise from, but we choose how we unfold.

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How I Met Your Father

I was 29 and killing it at work—on paper. But dating? That’s where madness lived.

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Two Perfect Days

One day where love fills the room, and another day where silence nurtures my spirit.

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Peace Over Purpose

What if peace, not purpose, is what we’ve been looking for? In a world that glorifies hustle and achievement, it's easy to overlook the quiet power of simply being.

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The Mirror’s Game

The game isn’t about me, it’s about you. The mirror shows you what you want to see, but I’ll make you question if it’s ever really me.

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The Gentlemen's Masquerade

I stand barefoot, facing away, a body carved by innocence and sin alike. Not your wife. Not your whore. Not your cure.

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In Their Glow

I’ve laughed in love and wept in pain. I’ve danced in the sun and cried in the rain. All those moments, whether dim or bright, still shimmer softly in the light of memory.