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I guess, everything in life settles to the least expected track. It's funny. Every time I chase for...

Healer By: a hurricane between the rain No comments

A song, maybe? At the time I'm going to move forward I run the miles back to the soberest state of...

This Is Daniel Altan Wing to Junebug By: a hurricane between the rain No comments

Beneath the sombre and starless sky When land has devolved into two warring countries And everything's...

Three Months Ago I Was Yours By: a hurricane between the rain No comments

As I am growing older, I tend to understand how love works. It's not about showing up at her door...

Adulting Is Not My Favourite By: a hurricane between the rain No comments

I recall myself picking up the phone from a boy who memorized my residential number better...

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Here's one thing: You'll never truly realise how toxic your relationship is until you're out of...

Attachment Is The Root of All Suffering By: a hurricane between the rain No comments

Look at this world as a Cartesian coordinate system. Not every line in life is supposed to be...

How The Tense Changes By: a hurricane between the rain No comments

It is when you're not remembering the day you've been planned for. It is when you're not dying...

Long Ago By: a hurricane between the rain No comments

It was long ago, where you were closer to me than yesterday, and where you made me more sanguine...