My memory is a curse I shall never be able to get rid of. Too many injustices for me to completely forget. Too many unfounded biases for me to endure; Now.
Author: Wajiha
This blog, as a reflection (however shoddy) of its creator, is mostly about her, people around her, things that she's passionate about or not for that matter; among other things.
This is where she practices her writing.
About an unbirthday
My whole life, I have been plagued with fears, doubts and delusions of various kinds (mostly of the negative sort). I must confess that I have found most of those to be very unpleasant and haven’t yet quite adjusted to their unwelcome presence in my life and mind (since we’re concerning ourselves mainly with that [...]
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Introvert (Not?)
For as long as I can recall, my mind has been convincing me of my inability to mingle with my peers. I am not known as a warm person, rather an emotionally distant being of sorts. I do happen to be acquainted with a lot of people, few of which I even have had the [...]
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To be Invisible
I sometimes think my life lacks purpose, scratch that, this thought frequents my mind more than sometimes. This thought makes me; I am it. That would be a better description of my mind. I made this blog in 2009, by the name of Random Thoughts. I was more of myself back then. My thoughts were [...]
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To Stay
Please stop this nonsense. My ears are now sick of hearing this noise. I do not know how naive you think we are and I do not know how much of this foul game of yours we can endure. But, I'm done. I'm so done and so sick of this ridiculousness that you think you [...]
