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If this is your first time here, a very warm welcome, and if it isn't: hello old pal. This is a blog with no rigid type of content except for whatever has caught our eyes at the moment aka we don't know what our next piece will be about though we are certain that we will have a killer piece waiting for you every Wednesday to make the last half of your week a little more bearable, a little more pleasant.


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Almost

I almost told you the truth when you almost asked me about it. I almost let you know of how I feel for you, I almost let myself be...

if walls could talk

We grew up in the same place but; you cant see the green hearts I scribbled on the walls with crayon Because they painted over it That's...

writer's block

I want to write so deep, so profound that when they discover my writings, they’ll crave to read more. and I want the world to be my muse,...

Love - that I don't know

I don’t know if it’s the flutter of my heart or that smile that refuses to leave my face? Is it how you just can’t stop thinking about...

Being Good

My judgement is biased so I ask you to help me out Am I good? What does it mean to be good? Does it count if I want to be good or only if...

grocery list

but it’s 02.36 am and I’m broke, here’s what I want: i. the ability to say all the right words, so i wouldn’t know what misunderstanding...

Definitive

The potholes still know my name And their pain is not mine to claim Not going to give me fame But i remember the shattering of my knees...

i am... human

Last week, I threw my corpse to the back of my closet. I remember how she looked. Maybe a little too clearly than I want to. There was no...

Blink

August: I weeded the garden September: I packed for a day at the pool October: I opened my winter clothes suitcase November: I polished...

Self-destruction

T/W: Su1c1de Self-destruction has been crowding my mind lately, Pushing on the edges asking for more space, Asking the others to leave so...

Twinkle Twinkle

Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky Shiny glittery cold and...

trying

there must be a reason that at the center of almost everything we do or poems we write or songs we sing or prayers we chant or plays we...

Dying For You

And on the days I treat you like a choice , like jewellery Disposable like plastic cups Forgettable like the bruises on my legs Will you...

past

One day you will find yourself sitting still on the floor of your apartment at 5 AM with the weight of all the bad thoughts and you'll...

Manic Letters

This is a confession. No, perhaps this is a love letter. It's a lit match to alcohol-soaked paper. Consuming wildfires burning...

Generation

we are the generation full of aspirations and dreams and soul, we’re lending hands in our own massacre falling apart and still trying to...

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