Be compassionate. Not comparative.
I've felt like a leaky bucket.
Life
Real life stories focusing on the mundane, mystic and moving.
I've been bullied and this is how I work through it.
I've felt helpless, so I try and overextend myself to help people in need so they don't feel helpless.
A hard Diwali.
In February, I was completely prepared for the long haul. By November, I had turned into a floppy balloon floating on water.
A hairy affair.
This morning I oiled my hair and washed it. My hair usually fell in beautiful dark brown ringlets all over my shoulder, on normal days, without me having to as much as even brush it.
Remember, remember, the fifth of November
It was a cold November night, and the winds were weeping as a dark cloud moved across the bright white full moon.
When I was sixteen
I’ve been watching Gilmore Girls for the last week.