The Unspoken

The Agony of what lies beneath the turbulence and pain of what remains buried and unspoken that gnaws at our souls until we exhale one last time.

My Dearest Anemoia 🤍

I think only one could wonder the natural “what if’s” when it comes to the “future”. Gazing into the abyss indulging in endless hypotheticals and increased dopamine levels of inevitable sweet nothings. Frolicking in mere anemoia, for a time as such that I can’t get back because it never existed, and it never will, but …

Poor Investments

Investing in relationships that lack Emotional intelligence, respect, and reciprocity at a minimum are not good investments at all. There is a level of required accountability that needs to be implemented when it comes to interacting with those who treat you poorly. Allowing yourself to be subject to treatment as such, while your character is …