An old boyfriend used to ridicule the way I spoke. Initially, when we first began dating, he appeared in awe of my colourful vocabulary, stating how he envied the fact that I could express my feelings so well through words. Though, that blossoming admiration was short-lived. And sure enough, it wilted. Green didn't suit him. … Continue reading It’s Good to be Weird
To all the mushy films, the soppy statuses and the couples joined at the hip, I want you to witness my middle finger flicked up towards you. You see that? That is the finger of freedom. That is something you have long forgotten. And I want you to know that I don’t envy your “love". … Continue reading Single? Taken? Nope. Just Awesome.