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.

The Beautiful Contradictions

The Beautiful Contradictions

To be wise is to ache. To love is to break. To grow is to die, and be born awake. Our life has countless contradictions that don’t cancel each other out—they define us.

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The door’s always open.