Of writing and love

I haven’t written in quite some time now. And every time I need to answer that cruel question, “what do you do”, I feel like dying. I don’t know what to say anymore. I do not write. How can I call myself a writer? All I do is sit in front of the screen, scroll […]

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Endurance 

There’s only so much injustice a (relatively) decent human being will endure. Eventually he’ll snap. And once that happens, there usually is no turning back.

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