And everyday when I collapse in your arms, I feel at home, your heartbeat becomes my salvation. You are my catnip and kryptonite. My strength and weakness. The reason why I smile, the reason why I cry, the reason why I want to break things around and the reason why I want to mellow down. You… Read More My catnip and Kryptonite
A long time back when I was somewhere in between my early and mid twenties, doing really stupid things that I would frown upon as a really well grown woman now, I read, “In 5 years this won’t matter” somewhere, in some book that I was dabbling with because I had to pass time. When… Read More Hey! Here’s some motivation.