Every morning like clock work
With the rise of dawn
Arises my need,
The need to cover up.
A few strokes of brushes,
A few dabs of paints,
When I’m done and look in the mirror,
I wonder,
What did I spend all this time covering up?
Imperfections or my identity?
Too bad they don’t make concealer for your personality.
©️ Abirami
This is my first attempt at digital art. Please let me know what you think! 😀 I couldn’t find a mouse so I had to make do with the touch pad of my laptop which is why the drawing is a bit trash.
Your feedback is much appreciated! Thank you 🙂
– The Obsessive Writer
What do you use the internet for?
Starting from homework to passing time, we’re all a little too dependent when it comes to the World Wide Web. It has a different meaning in all our lives, at different stages. The vast majority mainly use it to learn or to entertain themselves. To some, it’s how they make their living like youtubers, bloggers and so many social media influencers. And then there are those who make it their life.
Logged on as – agirlwhodreams
January 20th, 2015 – It’s My Birthday
I LOVE MY LAPTOP SO MUCH!!!!! I LOVE MY DAD SO MUCH!!!!! Okay, everyone’s here for my party – xoxo.
2 – Responses
gamer8055 : Happy birthday!
edmforlife : It ain’t a partaay without some coke. Hit me up if you’re up for some real fun. 😉
January 25th, 2015 – Homework Sucks. School sucks. Life sucks.
Dear Diary teenagers on this subreddit,
I had a shit day at school. I have so much homework. Who cares why Phenanthrene is more stable than Benzene & Anthracene? My Chemistry teacher needs to get laid.
10 – Responses
gamer8055 : Lol
February 27th, 2015 – How does one get rid of a Parent?
My parents do not understand the concept of personal space. So I was talking to Jake in the parking. Yes. HE ACTUALLY SPOKE TO ME. But there’s too much going on for me to get excited about that. There I was explaining to him what we had to do for our mid-term paper, nervous as hell of saying something stupid to the cutest boy in school, and Mom pops out of nowhere. Why can’t she just wait in the car like all the other parents? She was all, “So yooooou’re the Jake, Melissa won’t stop talking about” I just shoved my head into my bag and stomped my way to the car.
50 – Responses
gamer8055 : Is he that cute?
austinXtyler : You should consider hypnosis. I’m taking a course online to deal with my parents.
demilover : I feel you!
March 15th, 2015 – I’m officially the luckiest girl on the planet.
He asked me out! I’m not naming names or places. God help me if he ever read any of this. I’m officially dating!! *Does an embarrassing happy dance*
10 – Responses
delilahjones : *Joins in on the happy dancing*
thehipdad : Use protection.
March 24th, 2015 – Jimmy Choos or Louboutins?
Guys! My prom is in an hour. He’s on his way to pick me up and I’m freaking out! I need your help. Let’s have a quick poll please.
Choos – 35
Louboutins – 27
April 10th, 2015 – What do I get my boyfriend for his birthday?
How cute is it that our 1 month anniversary is the same day as his birthday? We are so meant to be.
13 – Responses
swiftie4life : Clothes? It will remind him of you every time he wears it.
Reply to swiftie4life : Thanks 🙂
thebroodedude : Condoms! 😀
Reply to thebroodedude – by gamer8055 : Get lost you perv.
April 15th, 2015 – I’m Dying.
I can’t get over his smile. I’m so happy, I’m dying. Today was amazing. I gave him a shirt. He said he loved it. That’s not all he said. He said.. He loved it, as much as he loves me. ME! I can’t believe he said it. I told him I loved him too. We talked a lot today. More than usual. I think I’ve crossed that phase of my life where I needed someone’s advice to know what I want. It’s simple. I want him. I’m going to focus on our relationship and school and all the amazing things in life I have going on, instead of wasting time on the internet. I feel like he’s the one. I know I’m only 16. I’ve dated like one boy so far and it’s him. Everyone’s gonna say I can’t possibly know if he’s the one, right now. And that’s fine. But I know what I feel. We’ll see what happens won’t we? Waiting is easy. I’ll just get lost in his eyes in the mean time. – xoxo.
30 – Responses
swiftie4life : Told you the shirt would work! You’re welcome.
itsmehannah : Yay!! Mel and Jake 4eva ❤
Reply to itsmehannah : Hannah!! how did you find me? I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. Please don’t kill me for this.
December 10th, 2015 – Is my Boyfriend crazy?
I really need some advice. I feel so lost. My hands are literally shaking. I don’t even know if I can talk about this to anyone I know. We’ve been dating for almost year now. We’re only teenagers, yet we found ourselves talking about rings and how we’d spend our future together. We even applied to all the same colleges. I’ve been living a fairy tale until this happened.
So my classmate texted me asking if he could borrow my inflatable mattress for a camping trip and I told him it was fine. He came over to pick it up and we were in my room trying to bag up the mattress. My parents weren’t home and my boyfriend decided to surprise me with a visit at the same time and he just walked into my house to find us (me and my our classmate), in my bedroom.
He just lost it and started walking away. I tried to explain it to him, so i ran after him and got into his car. He wasn’t listening to reason at all. He was angry and saying things like he wanted to hit me and bash my skull in because that’s what I deserved. So I was about to just give up and get out of the car. Suddenly he just grabbed me and hugged me tight. Begging me not to leave. I still have bruises in both my arms from the way he held me.
After that a few days have passed and he’s apologised many times. He said he didn’t mean any of it and that he was just mad. I don’t know what to do. I still love him but I’m scared.
To be continued…
© Abirami
Love is a tricky thing. It’s either all or nothing. What do you call it when you feel something in between? It’s usually paired with heartache. The loss of a loved one can be devastating. To think, you can never see them again, or hear their voice. What about losing someone even though they’re very much alive? Physically they’re the same as they were yesterday. But in your heart, you know things have changed. That kind of loss, breaks you apart and leaves a taint in every memory.
Logged on as – agirlwhodreams
December 10th, 2015 – Is my Boyfriend crazy?
2055 – Responses
jeanjeanette : I work in a hardware store and I’ve never seen this much nuts. Run while you can!
damnitsdanielle : you spelled ex-boyfriend wrong.
reply to damnitsdanielle by lilly_27black : Amen.
darksoulsmania : Dump.
kallisti_gold : If you have to ask, the answer is yes.
darkflamingo : You need therapy. Please get away from him.
juliejuke : Oh my god, Mel?
Alissa_kelly : Everyone at school needs to know how much of a jerk he is.
December 25th, 2015 – What’s your best experience with snow?
I love the snow. When I was little, my mom and I would come out and make snow angels. Our dog Scotch thought we were playing and he started rolling in the snow too! Except his angel didn’t look very angelic. And he sort of always messed up ours too by running all over it. I don’t know why I’m saying this. I guess all memories in life are a little messed up. And so are people. That’s what makes them real. Anyway, I wish you all a very merry Christmas!
30 – Responses
clevermuggle : I was borrowing my brother’s car to get the alcohols because I was the only sober one at the party. Pretty much the entire car was covered in frost and snow. I brushed it off the handle and got into the car. I went to turn on the interior lights so I can see where to put the keys. I accidentally hit the button for the sun_roof. Snow pours all over me. So in conclusion, fudge snow. There are no good experiences.
gamer8055 : You’re still with him, aren’t you?
December 27th, 2015 – How do I break up with my boyfriend?
I can’t take it anymore. I don’t even know how to give people space, let alone be able to use the space I’m given. It’s all too unlike me.
I still want him. Of course I do. I met him. I practically lived in his arms crying or just moping around for the past few days. It felt like I’d just be able to get over it and be with him. And he’s been amazing to me. Maybe even better than before. It’s silly that he’s the person I go to when I have a problem, even when HE is the problem. At the end of every day, when I’m alone and I cry myself to sleep, I know. Deep inside. I know it’s over.
My heart feels heavy every time I think about how much it will hurt him if I left. Whatever you might think, he loves me. We love each other to bits. But it’s gotten toxic lately. One of us needs to wake up and smell the shit. And it’s apparently me. I’m going to have to man up and do it.
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December 30th, 2015 – Que Sera Sera.
All things are for the good. Or that’s what they say. I ended things with him today. But I have this strange feeling that we’ll always stay connected in a way no matter what. I never thought I’d be writing about my first love in the past tense. It’s the most predictable thing, yet no one sees it coming. I am was an optimist. What’s your excuse?
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February 3rd, 2016 – I’m Moving in to my Dorm. Got any advice?
School’s in. And it’s in Europe!! 😀 I know. I’m psyched. I’ve always wanted to travel. This is my first step in trotting all over the globe. I’m going to be alone. And I’m going to be doing a lot of exploring! Please leave some suggestions in the comments if you have any. I’m starting a fresh chapter this year. Happy new year to you all! I know I’m really really late. Tardiness is in fact my middle name. (Actually it’s Rae, if you care) But, better late than never!
11 – Responses
February 14th, 2016 – Happy Valentine’s Day to you and Happy Moving Day to me!!!
I’m here and it’s all happening. It is like having an pair of wings glued to my hands. I know I’m overreacting but this is my first real taste of freedom. Let’s go and explore the hell out of this place, shall we? London here I come.
67 – Responses
February 21st, 2016 – I never thought I’d say this, but English Lit sucks.
I was so excited to be finally studying something I thought I would enjoy. But then, life has a habit of throwing curveballs at me in the worst of times. My professor is a shit bag. Opinions are called opinions for a reason! It was my opinion. That’s what she asked for. And before the words even left my mouth, she was all, “WROOOONG!!!!”. Yeah whatever. And worst of all, she (I mean THEY) is this self proclaimed feminist who doesn’t let us use gender specific indicators. Which is Dumb.
30 – Responses
atomicpete : I’m pretty sure English Lit would suck no matter who taught it. Just saying..
jake6711 : Nerd alert! These girls gotta quit on this whining.
reply to jake6711 by agirlwhodreams : Piss off! Jerkwad.
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March 5th, 2016 – A secret admirer – WHAT?
Okay I’m making it out to be way more flattering than it actually is. So, I’m on my way home. I was almost in the parking when I realise that I forgot my reading material for English Lit. I hustled back to my locker because I can’t have my ass of a professor handing my ass to me again in class. I got the book and I was about to leave, and that’s when I saw it. There was a note pinned to a picture of me on my locker. It said,
You caught my eye, then you stole my heart. How predictable!
98 – Responses
To be continued…
© Abirami
New beginnings are simply the best. Everything’s all nice and shiny. I love the excitement! As good as a clean slate sounds, what is it but the calm before the storm.
Logged on as – agirlwhodreams
March 10th, 2016 – I can’t even sleep.
I should let it go, I know. But I can’t. I at least want to know who. I haven’t the faintest clue.
I was in economics the other day and this guy – let’s call him Alex! So I caught Alex grinning at me each and every time we made eye contact. I am not making this up. Believe me. I tried to shake it off thinking I was being paranoid but after a while it was clear that I wasn’t imagining it. So there I was letting the fact that Alex liked me, sink in. It didn’t sink in very far after I watched him fall off of his chair. The bloody guy was stoned.
In lunch, the cute Japanese exchange student let me have his chocolate pudding. It was the last one they had. It has to be him, right? I wouldn’t give my pudding up for ANYONE.
And Today, (this part creeped me out the most) I was supposed to have a pop quiz on all things Shakespeare. I finished my test and handed it over to my teacher and you should note that I had on a stupidly confident expression on my face while doing so. He got it from me and flipped it over. Why’d he do that? Oh yeah. He did it because the question paper was printed on the backside too. How wonderful. My expression then changed to a somewhat suicidal one. And then, he did the craziest thing. After being genuinely amused by my bewilderment, he took out his pen and filled out the answers for me. And then, he winked at me and placed my answer sheet on the stack he had collected from the rest of the class.
Oh my god. This CANNOT be happening. *gulp*
503 – Responses
Danderlion : Aww! Isn’t that cute? Your teacher sounds adorbs!!
reply to Danderlion by gamer8055 : That is extremely inappropriate, FYI.
mamaontheroad : Where do you find these guys? Seriously?
March 13th, 2016 – Blast from the Past.
Jake texted me asking how I was doing. It’s just a text, but I can’t believe it’s affecting me this much. I hate it. There’s this sickening feeling like a hole is forming in my stomach and it’s sucking all the air out. Why can’t I be one of those people who reminisce their lost loves and write poetry about them? Why did I have to be so messed up? I’ll never know.
Oh and I forgot to mention, I replied saying,
Woahsome! you?
What in God’s name is “Woahsome”? I disgust myself.
To top it off, when I was kicking myself about this, I accidentally knocked over a trash can and this girl saw me fall on my ass. Why did it have to be her? Let’s call her Evilla. Frankly, that’s what everyone should call her. She’s been on my case since the day I got here. As soon as my ass hit the floor she let out this high pitched shriek of a laugh and her dumb girl gang joined in. I deserved it.
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March 20th, 2016 – I don’t understand
I should write that on a T-shirt and wear it everywhere. Because, I really DON’T understand. Do you remember my teacher from the test? Of course you do. I had to submit my paper which was a follow up to the test in the office. As soon as I walked in to his cabin, his face lit up like it always does. He’s a good looking man. You know? That kind with sharp chiseled features that could literally cut you. Not that I care or anything. Two other staff were there talking to him. I left my paper on his desk and as I was about to leave, he decided to introduce me to his colleagues. He was like, “This is Melissa. She’s my number one fan girl this semester!” And as I stared in absolute horror, the other two men were snickering and nudging him saying, “Look at you go, heart breaker!”
Wait, WHAT? He thinks I like him? Sure. SURE. Well that explains the answers he forged on my test. A little charity for your fan, huh?
I just stormed out of there without a word. I hope he got the message that I am most definitely not his fan.
15 – Responses
KateKlossi : You sure you’re not into him?
reply to KateKlossi : YES. I’M SURE.
March 25th, 2016 – It happened again!
Anyone could have seen that yellow envelope sticking out of my locker from miles away. I rushed over to it all the way from across the corridor, not realising that I was attracting too much attention.
I pulled it out with way too much excitement. It’s a miracle I didn’t rip it to pieces.
How much longer do I have to wait? You still owe me a heart.
Somehow this secret admirer person is becoming the only person I like lately. I mean, my friends are cool. There’s Andrew and Jessica from English Lit. But, this person sort of gives me hope that there’s still some mystery left in life. I like that. As always my happiness is tremendously short-lived.
Evilla walked right through me knocking over the letter. Oh she’s blind now? Good for her. It was obvious she orchestrated the whole damn ‘accident’. She picked up the envelope as if she was helping me out and she totally peeked at it. I could tell she read it from the way her buggy eyes popped. “Someone left that, for you?”, she just squealed almost as if it was too unrealistic. Yes. Why would anyone leave anything for little boring Mel when they could be leaving it for super smart Evilla. Well screw you, Evilla! You didn’t get a note. I did. Suck on that.
30 – Responses
KateKlossi : It’s definitely your teacher. Mind games are so hot! I miss being a teenager.
Ronnie230 : Forbidden love does have that fire to it. Be careful, girl. don’t get too burned. 😉
gamer8055 : WHY DOESN’T ANYONE SEE THAT THIS IS INAPPROPRIATE?
To be continued…
© Abirami
What’s a hero without an arch nemesis? In every story you’ve read with a strong protagonist, there’s always a bad guy that keeps them on the right track. It’s funny how the human mind works. We are more motivated to do something, when someone tells us we can’t. It’s easier to focus on fighting for something with all that we’ve got, when there’s someone trying to stop us. Sometimes having an enemy isn’t a bad thing.
Logged on as – agirlwhodreams
March 26th, 2016 – Let the games begin.
As scary as it is, this is also the most exhilarating thing I’ve ever done. You’d understand if you were from a boring old town like me. The only place I’ve ever seen mean girls was on Netflix. My school was full of preachy little kids who were too boring to get into any trouble. This little war thing that’s going on between me and Evilla, has been AWESOME. Ever since she found that note in my locker, it’s like she’s threatened by me. So every day is like a battle for her status as the most desirable girl. It’s hilarious that she think that I would ever be desired by anybody. That note is probably nothing but a prank. But who am I to interfere and burst her bubble? Frankly I’m loving the attention. And most important of all I am loving her melt downs. For instance, the other day, I was in the swimming pool trying to relax and get myself to focus so I could go back to my room and try and study. I’ve always found swimming a few laps to be the most calming thing in the world.
She got wind of the fact that I swim. And apparently someone told her that I was going to try out for the college team. (Which I was so not) So the very next day she made this hilarious attempt to get a spot for herself on the team by flirting with Brandon, the swim team captain. See this is the thing with girls like Evilla. They’re so pretty that they think everyone would just bend over for them. What she did not know was that he was GAY. He obviously shot her down, but she thought he was straight and didn’t want her or something. She’s been moping around all week trying to figure out what Brandon likes. It was with great pleasure that I informed her, that it was boys that Brandon liked. I wish I could have photographed the look on her face.
Didn’t I tell you? This stuff is fun!
347 – Responses
teh-piper : You go girl!
optiongeek : I don’t think “fun” is the word most people use to describe bullies. This is offensive and insensitive to all the people like me who have suffered a great deal at the hands of such bullies. And it was most definitely not fun.
reply to optiongeek by gamer8055 : Dude you’re the only bully here. She’s just being positive. You need to get a life.
drewisawesome : You should have had some more fun messing with her!!
itsmehannah : It’s nice to see you’re doing so well, Mel 🙂
reply to itsmehannah : Hannah!!! 🙂 I miss you. It would be way more fun if you were here with me. You always helped me kick some serious ass 😀
reply to agirlwhodreams by itsmehannah : You mean I kicked ass, while you watched. 😀 Love you girl! – xoxo
March 30th, 2016 – I strongly believe that I am some sort of magnet that attracts insane people.
She won’t leave me alone. Every day, every night. She keeps obsessing over who this secret admirer is. Even I’m over it. Today was the worst yet. We were doing this practise test in class and the teacher said she would consider this for 20% of our final grade. I’m not that good with Analytical Writing. I was struggling already and she made it so much worse. She kept flinging things at me during the test asking me if I sent the note to myself. I tried to ignore her but at one point it got so annoying. I simply caught the pencil she tossed at me and threw it back at her. My teacher saw this and kicked me out while Evilla got off scot-free. Just great. I am definitely going to fail and she is INSANE.
likesporches : You should set her on fire.
reply to likesporches by jackal_6 : You’ve gotto chill bruh.
March 30th, 2016 – How to get away with murder.
Step 1: Lure your victim using a shiny object.
Step 2: Kill them.
Step 3: Chop them into little tiny pieces and blend them into a smoothie and flush it down the drain.
Seriously. I am so vexed right now. I have been begging my teacher all day to let me take a retest. After a lot of pleading she said she’ll give me that retest IF I submit a 10,000 word essay analysing the various figures of speech by the next day. That is a lot of words. All thanks to Evilla. I really am going to kill her. All this for some secret admirer who probably doesn’t even exist? I hate my life.
35 – Responses
gamer8055 : You must be cute when you’re angry.
reply to gamer8055 : WHAT?!
April 1st, 2016 – I think my best friend likes me!! What do I do?
I am freaking out. I have never been more terrified in my life. I just need to calm down for long enough to type all this down so that I can make some sense out of this. So I was whining to Jessica and Andrew about what was going on. And by what was going on I mean my crisis that is Evilla. In case you forgot these two are my only friends here. When we were talking, I mentioned how I thought this whole secret admirer thing was probably a prank and that no one could possibly like me. Suddenly Andrew was like, “Why wouldn’t someone like you?” He said that in the smallest voice. Almost like he was guilty. I have watched way too many romantic comedies and high school movies to not see through this. It all falls into place when I think about it. He’s always been so good to me. He always took my side when Jessica and I disagreed. Guys don’t just do that! IT HAS TO BE HIM. I have no clue what to do.
3023 – Responses
wombatzilla : You’re in some scary territory.
unhappymedium : You need to decide if you like him or not. Please don’t lead him on if the feelings aren’t mutual.
justaredditbrowser : I once dated my best friend. I wonder how he’s doing now. It’s been 15 years since we last spoke.
To be continued…
©️ Abirami
All good things must come to an end. Whether we like it or not, that’s just the way life is. Teenage can feel like the hardest of times. The heightened emotions can really get you in ways you’ve never imagined. They say things get easier if you keep trying. Whoever said that was not talking about being a teenager. There’s no beating it. There is only surviving it.
Survival is more fun with some team work. We all need an A-Team, you know? It could even just be you and another person. Size doesn’t matter. It’s the bond. It’s how well you fit into each other’s storms.
Logged on as – agirlwhodreams
April 4th, 2016 – Trying Times.
The crap has officially hit the fan in my so called excuse for a life. Evilla is out to get me. I am literally failing in class. I think I’m about to lose the only two friends I have because I happen to be a b*tch. And to top it all off, I have to host my cousin who’s visiting in my dorm. Thanks mom! This is exactly what I needed. ANOTHER thing to worry about. It’s cool.
So what’s the quickest and easiest way to get rid of a f*cking tourist?
300 – Responses
itsclareclaire : Things will get better girl. Relax.
itsmehannah : My poor baby.
Reply to itsmehannah by agirlwhodreams : I wish you were here. xoxo.
gamer8055 : Leave them in a deserted subway in the middle of the night. The city should take care of the getting rid of them part for you. You’re welcome. *Insert sinister emoji*
April 5th, 2016 – Why! Just why?
So I just picked up my cousin from the airport. She has an actual list. And the first thing she did was shove it in my face. I had to explain to her that I had something called a “life” and a sucky part of it involves school. After showing her how the subway worked, I came to class to work on those extra credit assignments. I’m dead if I don’t get these right. Getting a good partner assigned is literally crucial to pass. The only kinda people who even bother with these extra credit assignments are mega nerds and dumbass kids who don’t have enough credits to pass. I belonged to that second category right now. Guess who offered to help? Yes. Andrew. My genius best friend. Who might possibly like me. What do I do? I do not want to lead him on.
538 – Responses
Johannaxon : You can get his help without leading him on. Just saying.
Stefi900 : Oh boo hoo. A guy likes you. And he wants to help you. HOW FREAKIN SAD.
Reply to Stefi900 by gamer8055 : Chill dude. You better back off.
April 20th, 2016 – Things are not what they seem.
I’ve been an idiot. Maybe this is what I’ve always done wrong. Even with Jake. (My ex-boyfriend) Every time something’s wrong, I struggle to fix it. But at other times, when nothing is being pointed out to me, I just go on walking onto a burning building like it’s all good and then I complain about getting burnt. I’m not making much sense am I? Well, something happened yesterday that snapped back things into reality. During class the speakers buzzed and the Dean announced that one of my classmates’ father passed away from a heart attack. Let’s call her Salma. He was a healthy adult. Barely 50. Their family did not have much but she was a brilliant student. Salma was on a fully funded scholarship and everything. People often made fun of her, and some even hated her for how talented she was. Even I thought she was obsessed with school work to a toxic level.
After we heard what happened, the entire school went to her house to check up on her. And I saw this new side. She was broken. There was no psychotic drive in her eyes, just sorrow. She wasn’t thinking about the finals we had tomorrow. She wasn’t thinking about anything but her father. To anyone who would lend a ear she told story after story about how funny, thoughtful and amazing her father was. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her make this much social contact.
There are people out there with real problems. I need to grow up.
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April 21st, 2016 – Life is not strange, we are.
We had our finals today. I think I did okay. As expected, Salma didn’t show up. It’s such a shame because she had the brightest future amongst all the students here.
I was still in that same state of mind from yesterday. I decided to conquer my not so scary demons. And Evilla was the first one on the list.
I walked up to her with a resolve to set things straight. I handed her, her metaphorical crown and explained how I could NEVER take her place. And that the only reason someone dropped a note in my locker was to prank me. (Well I knew it was Andrew but she didn’t have to know that) What happened after that was unexpected. She actually smiled. Not a sarcastic, know-it-all, condescending smile but a genuine one. I never thought Evilla would want to call truce so easily.
Next on the list was Andrew. I had a speech rehearsed. It was decisive but soft. I planned to let him down easy. I knew he was by the lockers emptying his stuff out. When I turned the corner into the corridor with the lockers, I saw Jessica and Andrew KISSING. Yes. Turns out he liked her not me. Guess those notes were a prank by some jobless fool after all.
46899 – Responses.
Madazzahatter : Predictable as fuck.
Savvyfudge : I’m glad you finally figured things out. Most girls live their whole damn lives thinking the whole world revolves around them.
gamer8055 : Who calls their own admirer a fool? *Sigh*
May 17th, 2016 – You will not believe this.
I cannot believe I’m one of those corny people who has to say “online” when someone asks how I met my boyfriend.
500035 – Responses
Itsmehannah : WHAT BOYFRIEND?
Jakejones : You’re dating someone new?
KateKlossi : Um? Care to elaborate?
gamer8055 : Leaving those notes made a cute addition to our story didn’t it, babe? C’mon. You’ve gotta give me credit for all that. 😉
Reply to gamer8055 by agirlwhodreams : Yeah yeah super cute. The part where you stalked me online for years before actually speaking to me is way cuter. 😛
The End.
Some people can captivate you with words,
Like the sound of their voice simply resonates with your soul.
Like every thought they utter has crossed your mind.
Like they have discovered in you, things no one else could ever find.
Like them,
I do not aspire to change the world,
Nor do I wish to touch every heart.
I could never be that bold.
My wings could never soar that far.
My dreams are made of simpler things.
In a lifetime of writing,
If I could touch a single life, make a difference to one person,
That is all I dream of; that would be enough.
©️ Abirami
Is there such a thing?
I’ve always been taught by life and it’s experiences that nothing is ever black or white. Our moral compass if often dunked in shades of grey and we’re left stranded with no sense of direction. I did not think there was a rule book. But lately, it feels like there are indeed some strong indicators that guide us unintentionally.
Whenever I am faced with a difficult choice, there are often two options. One that feels like it might suck immensely, and an easier one. I hate confrontation, or any sorts of negativity so I’ve always ended up picking the easier thing to do. Like not leaving my hometown for college, not ending a bad friendship, just not taking risks.
Maybe the right way doesn’t feel so right? Maybe its when you’ve got that pit in your stomach you’re doing what you’re supposed to. I have reached this point in my life where I feel like nothing can go wrong. Every high or low is just the path I was meant to take to my rightful destination. The only way I’m going to end up where I am supposed to is by doing things the right way no matter the consequences and irrespective of how hard they are.
Seeing as I’ve only got this one life, I might as well get it right.
– The Obsessive Writer
To all the writers out there:
It’s not real unless it’s obsessive.
We all dream. But, you don’t deserve it unless every minute of your life is somehow a journey towards it.
We all love. But you don’t belong together unless you share a passion that drives you insane.
You can write pretty words, think easy thoughts. It might even please the crowd. But you’re not really writing unless every word you write is a window to your soul. The truth is ugly. It doesn’t rhyme. Sometimes it doesn’t even make sense. But the moment you stop caring what others think, you will discover yourself. Maybe they’ll like it, maybe they won’t. At least, it will be real.
So darling, stay obsessed. Make every choice like there’s no consequence. Live every fucking moment like you’re about to breathe your last breath.
– The Obsessive Writer
THE OBSESSIVE WRITER 