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Your Favourite Excuse
I thought I live in your past But you tell them about me all the time You make it look like I’d haunt you forever But go ahead and let me ruin your life, Let me be your favourite excuse, If blaming me helps you sleep at night, Write my name with your lies Since… Read more
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If You Know, You’ll Know
You’ll never love another like you did And I will love the way I did You don’t know love Because once you know it, you’ll always know Everything will always feel so right, so effortlessly No more of the lying, the crying, I’ll be dancing over the moon Back by midnight, head in the clouds… Read more
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Missing You
When love isn’t here anymore. I don’t miss you Even if you’re the only one in a lifetime I don’t regret you Just wish I wasn’t the worst at timing And I wish you didn’t know How I’m not tired of thinking of us Over and over, oh I deserve this It’s so hard surviving… Read more
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My Book Splurge: Top 6 Titles I Couldn’t Resist
After a three-week book-buying ban, I splurged on six new books, while currently enjoying “By Another Name” by Jodi Picoult. Read more
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Top Childhood Snacks That Spark Joy
Childhood memories for me are intertwined with snacks, particularly Haw flakes, which remain my favourite. They evoke nostalgia and joyful rivalries, highlighting the beauty of simple treats in shaping childhood experiences. Read more
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Love: The Beautiful Chaos We Navigate
Love challenges preconceived notions, evolving unexpectedly. While it can bring joy and heartache, it remains life’s anchor. Most importantly, self-love is crucial for a fulfilling life. Read more
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The Joys and Challenges of Being a Serial Hobbyist
I used to think that there was something wrong with me; I had far too many interests and hobbies. University life was a whirlwind of activities and “doing nothing” was never on the menu. Chill and laidback weekends didn’t exist either (my roommate can attest to this, she’s a lawyer). I was always right in… Read more
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The Unmistakable Glow of Genuine Emotion
Their eyes are the first to tell the story, a slow flicker that brightens like a streetlamp waking from a long night. I see it spread across their face, from a subtle lift in their cheeks to the tips of their fingers. Sometimes they don’t realise it, but their smiles broaden, their brows furrow with… Read more


