I don't get people who do not read. like, how are you comfortable with knowing so little? it doesn't bug you there there is so much you don't know? and i don't just mean books or novels, i get it, not everyone has the patience for those. but for once, would you Google more than … Continue reading I don’t get people..
i keep telling people i am good with pain. i am the kind of person who will rate my pain at eight on a scale of one to ten and still refuse to take painkillers. on most days, its because i hate medicine. but on other days its because there is something about pain that … Continue reading The allure of pain
"men are stronger than women" yeah of course. it would be stupid to argue the fact that you can bench more weight than i it would be stupid to deny that i like it when you carry me of course you are physically stronger than women but it would be stupid not to acknowledge there … Continue reading when boys say men are stronger than women..
first, i hate hash tags. so you bet if i am hashtaging something, it must be worth it. so this hashtag has been generated in Nairobi, Kenya due to some barbaric events. it so happens that there are some idle men in the streets of Nairobi who take pleasure in stripping women. their reasoning is … Continue reading #MyDressMyChoice
they say the only way to get over someone is to get under someone else. that the only way to get over something is to get busy. distract yourself. well, this is my distraction. my escape. my attempt to flee reality. my source of happiness, temporary as it may be. this is me clutching onto … Continue reading on escapes and safehouses
The friend zone. this phrase rolls differently on my tongue. it tastes strange, unfamiliar, stranger. not because because i have no experience with its implication. actually i do not; at least not according to me. let me tell you why. first, there is nothing more precious to me than friendship. i do not understand why … Continue reading The Friend Zone
"i am so sorry" i say for the umpteenth time i want to stop apologizing but i am scared that you hate me now for stepping on your toes so i am sorry please do not hate me i want you to like me i need them to love me and i am sorry that … Continue reading Obsessively Compulsively Apologetic