Welcome! Here you will find recycled thoughts, introspection, epiphany, poetry, dark-humor, first drafts, muse, motivation, light of hope in pitch-dark tunnel, analyses of the human experience and life related stuff. This is my journey from being a young woman in Pakistan to an independent adult out and aboot in the world.
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Tuesday, 12 April 2016
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Tuesday, 9 February 2016
Immensely. Painstakingly. Madly.
I want to fall in love.
Immensely. Painstakingly. Madly.
I want to feel what it feels like
to have nothing in the world, or the universe,
or within myself, matter the least when he comes into question.
I want to feel like that stupid girl texting all the time.
I want to be the girl with swollen, red and sparkling eyes
because she was on the phone all night.
I want to pour my heart and lungs and life
and happiness and joy and laughter and sorrows
and cried and insecurities
out to someone
and not feel even a little bit uncomfortable.
I want all of that.
-Fa
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