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Trichotillomania

This is something that I recently found out, and to be honest, I never knew this is a disease of the mind, the stigmatized term of the contempo society- a mental illness. Trichotillomania (TTM) is the recurrent pulling of one's... Continue Reading →

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time is short.

Wondering what life would be if I were to put down all my temptations, deflect all my poisons and working my ass off for the betterment of myself as I scrolled through the pixelated reality that reflected the empty windows... Continue Reading →

the dilemma of social media

Scrolling... Liking... Scrolling... Reading... Scrolling... Reacting... Scrolling...┬áThis is just repetitive, as if I am trapped in a feedback loop that never ends. Once I have finished reacting to some random post, or some updates from my friends, and then I... Continue Reading →

“Let There Be Light.”

Time and time had passed me once again, I was standing singularly in the incessant current flow of events, I was dragged by the nose instead of having my own will to go about my life. My shortcoming was the... Continue Reading →

Breaking Chains, Breaking Crutches.

My mind was as hollow as it seemed, I was limping forwards, into the direction of nonentity, chasing blindly whilst catching my breath frantically. I was gripping tightly, desperately to the plastic crutches supporting my ability to walk, putting myself... Continue Reading →

even the rocks will cry out

somnolent nights, wretched banalities, living life just as it is, intended, constructed. scrolling through the endless pixelated valley, falling prey into contempt, temptations, delusions. days and nights passing by as if time slipped away from my control. choices and chances... Continue Reading →

a million times

Sprawling wide across the cold hard ground, I was awakened from my repose, awaiting for the next dose of goodness from reality- the fragmented fabrication of pixels. I knew I wanted more of it, my body craved for it, the... Continue Reading →

a million pieces

"this is it..." nothingness engulfed me as the overwhelming waves of redundancy and comfort swarmed my conscience. "something is lost..." I was too caught up with myself, the things that I was doing, and I eventually lost it. somewhere... sometime...... Continue Reading →

battles, distortions, me.

Day... I do not want to count anymore. I have given up on it long ago. Blinded by the swiftness of life, I am left out once again because of me, falling prey to distortions, losing uphill battles. The pitch... Continue Reading →

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