Bad Luck
There I was. Watching the Hunger Games, and marvelling at Peeta’s devotion for Katniss. (He is so cute!) I mean, he adores her. He shows… Read More »Bad Luck
Stories of my life
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My Highly Sensitive Person Manifesto
One of the reasons why it has taken me so blooming long to find out that I’m a Highly Sensitive Person is because… I am… Read More »My Highly Sensitive Person Manifesto
Valentine’s Day Rhapsody
“Who will want me? Who could possibly want *me*, with this ugly face, messy body, terrible present and traumatised past? I look in the mirror… Read More »Valentine’s Day Rhapsody
Pausing the Memory
I don’t know what triggered the memory. But suddenly, here it is: the moment I found out that my smart, sensitive boyfriend liked “g*rl on… Read More »Pausing the Memory