Day 23- Belgium

Things that my inner voice has said to me the past few days on train rides in a foreign country I now call home; (i) I wonder why there is no universal language if all the emotions we try to convey are more often than not the same with just different strings of alphabets joined…

Look at what I found…

So this is a post I made about 8 months ago on my ask ID because i never had a blog. Now that I do… I’ve seen a lot of people ,best friends, fight on petty little reasons and not talk for months, I’ve heard them back bitch about their best friends ,I’ve been asked…

Wasted…

Well, no I’m not wasted or drunk or high nothing of the sort.  Considering I’ve wasted more than half my breaks sleeping, eating, reading… And well sleeping. I’m terrified of going back to that horrible place. same old fake smiles, same old people; not denying the fact that I love school. I truly do, I…