musings of a twenty-something bilingual
To put it bluntly: I am not satisfied with my life. And, I know that I probably never will be. It's an issue of mine that I genuinely struggle with, even my mum could back me up on that. But, after what has been an emotional evening of illness and minor conflict, I'm typing at… Continue reading life :: declutter
I'm an impatient bugger. I try so hard to slow down and be a little more patient. But often, I find myself racing life and experiences etc etc. I do still enjoy everything, especially to begin with. However after a while, I find myself bored. Learning to pace myself and pace the things I want… Continue reading life :: pace
Since I've covered dating more than once, and a host of other topics, I thought why not discuss an important part of growing up: friendships. I'm not going to focusing on 'making' friends, but rather friendships and what they mean to me, and what they could/should mean to you. THEY ARE NOT EASY Friendships go… Continue reading life :: friendships
This post is being written at a time when I know there's people in my world dealing with stuff. I hope my reflection on this topic will help someone and begin a healing process. HEARTBREAK When heartbreak happens, it's like being gutted with a knife like a fish. But, the thing to remember is you're… Continue reading love :: someone
The morning after the Manchester bombing, I sat waiting to be taken home from my boyfriend's, who left for work an hour ago. When I'm home, I take a shower. I thank the Lord for my safety, and my friends' safety. Purse/All I Need Is You by Hillsomg Worship is playing while I'm in the… Continue reading faith :: misconstrued
Honestly. Please. Do you. Do things for you. Make time for you. Love you. Enjoy you. Explore you. Grow you. You're one of a kind. No one is like you, no one has the same DNA. You were made in God's image no matter whether you're a man or a woman. Your soul shines brightly… Continue reading life :: you
I'm not usually one for romance films, despite being a total romantic and dreaming of the perfect kind of love. (I feel sorts sad admitting that, but I think part of everyone desires perfect, unenhanced, raw love.) However, on Sunday night (or should I say Monday morning considering it ended at 2am), I watched the… Continue reading love :: dating
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