Loose Leaves

Fragments. Unfiltered. Mine.

Quick ones drift by on the left. The unfiltered ones sit on the right — hover to pause, click to read.

Fragments

Don't Stir Me

I am a calm storm. A contained fire. Don't stir me and expect not to eat you alive.

An Empty Road

Everything unexplored is somewhere else. There is nothing an empty road and your car can't take you to.

Nothing Here Is Permanent

Nothing here is permanent — not yesterday, not tomorrow, only this moment we keep filling with plans, while the living part waits its turn.

Forget It. Move On.

A past moment is only as alive as your mind keeps making it. So don't give it your space if it isn't worth keeping. It's done. Forget it. Move on.

The Opposite Of Love

The opposite of love isn't hate. The opposite of love is indifference. No pull. No ache. No possibility of either rising again.

Every Day, New You

Forget New Year, new you. Every day, you are a new you. Stop making big plans with huge steps. Break it down into tiny, consistent ones.

The Only Paradise

All we have is one life. This is the only paradise you get. Make the most of this — before chasing some fantasy out there.

If You Couldn't Fail

How big would you dream, if you knew you couldn't fail?

Admire The Courage

Never regret your mistakes. Admire the courage it took to attempt the unknown.

Intimidated By You

While you're drowning in self-doubt, someone else is intimidated by your potential.

Meet New People

Meet new people. Be genuinely interested in knowing them. You never know who might inspire you to start something new.

To Each Their Own

To each unto their own life. Their own rules. Their own happiness. Their own demons and gods.

We Give It Value

We're the ones who give things value. None of it means anything on its own. It's only ever as important as we decide to make it.

Born Atheists

We were all born atheists —

and brainwashed otherwise.

From My Own Ashes

I rekindled the fire

from my own ashes.

Products Of Sex

Despite being products of sex,

the human race still won't talk about it.

Grow With It

Don't just go with the flow,

grow with it!

Two-Faced Truth

What is truth, really? The one you tell yourself, or the one you say out loud to the world? I'm often caught between both.

Isn't truth always two-faced?

Most Certainly An Illusion

If I were an illusion,

then I am most certainly one.

Virtues

Virtues come from everything we have been taught to resist.

Innately The Same

Don't compare yourself to others — not because we're all unique,

but because, innately, we're all the same.

A Constant Change

I has no identity. I is only imaginary. I is not a constant —

but a constant change.

No Such Thing As Weird

There is no such thing as weird.

It's either I've tried it or haven't yet.

Cherish The Bitter

You know you've grown up when you look back

and cherish even the once-bitter moments.

How You See Yourself

All that really matters is how you see yourself.

Both And Beyond

The world tried to confine me to either-or — said I couldn't have it all. Leaving them unheard was my first win:

knowing I am both, and beyond.

Only A Possibility

Luck is only a possibility — a probability, a subject to chance, a random event. True only in the reality that happened,

leaving its other options open in every other reality.

Thoughts That Strangle

Thoughts that unsettle and strangle are our deepest insecurities.

Step One

Goal: to achieve something. Step one: invest time and learn — strike that.

Step one: ignore the inner fright.

Not My Cover

Don't judge me by my cover. I am in the details. The words. The emotions. The nuances. The writing.

And the story I choose to tell.

That I Can

I took it to heart when they said I couldn't. But I couldn't override the part of me

that said — I can.

What You Want To Be Known

Who are you? Do I really know?

How could I, when I only know as much as you want to be known.

Stuck Between Both Worlds

Stuck between both worlds — hard to choose, when they run parallel, swinging between past and present.

Free-Spirited

If "bad" were replaced with "free-spirited," a lot of life choices around us would look different.

Why Imagine

They say beauty is better felt with closed eyes. Let's leave them open instead —

why imagine, when you can see?

Not By Your Definition

Be a good girl, they said. "I am," I replied.

"Just not by your definition."

Don't Stir Me

I am a calm storm. A contained fire. Don't stir me and expect not to eat you alive.

An Empty Road

Everything unexplored is somewhere else. There is nothing an empty road and your car can't take you to.

Nothing Here Is Permanent

Nothing here is permanent — not yesterday, not tomorrow, only this moment we keep filling with plans, while the living part waits its turn.

Forget It. Move On.

A past moment is only as alive as your mind keeps making it. So don't give it your space if it isn't worth keeping. It's done. Forget it. Move on.

The Opposite Of Love

The opposite of love isn't hate. The opposite of love is indifference. No pull. No ache. No possibility of either rising again.

Every Day, New You

Forget New Year, new you. Every day, you are a new you. Stop making big plans with huge steps. Break it down into tiny, consistent ones.

The Only Paradise

All we have is one life. This is the only paradise you get. Make the most of this — before chasing some fantasy out there.

If You Couldn't Fail

How big would you dream, if you knew you couldn't fail?

Admire The Courage

Never regret your mistakes. Admire the courage it took to attempt the unknown.

Intimidated By You

While you're drowning in self-doubt, someone else is intimidated by your potential.

Meet New People

Meet new people. Be genuinely interested in knowing them. You never know who might inspire you to start something new.

To Each Their Own

To each unto their own life. Their own rules. Their own happiness. Their own demons and gods.

We Give It Value

We're the ones who give things value. None of it means anything on its own. It's only ever as important as we decide to make it.

Born Atheists

We were all born atheists —

and brainwashed otherwise.

From My Own Ashes

I rekindled the fire

from my own ashes.

Products Of Sex

Despite being products of sex,

the human race still won't talk about it.

Grow With It

Don't just go with the flow,

grow with it!

Two-Faced Truth

What is truth, really? The one you tell yourself, or the one you say out loud to the world? I'm often caught between both.

Isn't truth always two-faced?

Most Certainly An Illusion

If I were an illusion,

then I am most certainly one.

Virtues

Virtues come from everything we have been taught to resist.

Innately The Same

Don't compare yourself to others — not because we're all unique,

but because, innately, we're all the same.

A Constant Change

I has no identity. I is only imaginary. I is not a constant —

but a constant change.

No Such Thing As Weird

There is no such thing as weird.

It's either I've tried it or haven't yet.

Cherish The Bitter

You know you've grown up when you look back

and cherish even the once-bitter moments.

How You See Yourself

All that really matters is how you see yourself.

Both And Beyond

The world tried to confine me to either-or — said I couldn't have it all. Leaving them unheard was my first win:

knowing I am both, and beyond.

Only A Possibility

Luck is only a possibility — a probability, a subject to chance, a random event. True only in the reality that happened,

leaving its other options open in every other reality.

Thoughts That Strangle

Thoughts that unsettle and strangle are our deepest insecurities.

Step One

Goal: to achieve something. Step one: invest time and learn — strike that.

Step one: ignore the inner fright.

Not My Cover

Don't judge me by my cover. I am in the details. The words. The emotions. The nuances. The writing.

And the story I choose to tell.

That I Can

I took it to heart when they said I couldn't. But I couldn't override the part of me

that said — I can.

What You Want To Be Known

Who are you? Do I really know?

How could I, when I only know as much as you want to be known.

Stuck Between Both Worlds

Stuck between both worlds — hard to choose, when they run parallel, swinging between past and present.

Free-Spirited

If "bad" were replaced with "free-spirited," a lot of life choices around us would look different.

Why Imagine

They say beauty is better felt with closed eyes. Let's leave them open instead —

why imagine, when you can see?

Not By Your Definition

Be a good girl, they said. "I am," I replied.

"Just not by your definition."

Unfiltered

I Own It

In a world full of takers, I have been a giver. And I have given—and given, and given—till it depleted me.

Read more ↗

Heaven Is Here

We've been taught to look for heaven and hell somewhere else — be good, earn one. Slip up, earn the other. But both are already here.

Read more ↗

Start Somewhere

We all aspire for something. Most of us never do anything about it. And we find excuses — when we know, innately, we've had the opportunity all along.

Read more ↗

Not That Time Yet

We're reluctant to even think about death. Like it's an emotion we're not allowed to have. But I say — think about it. Let it sit in your head.

Read more ↗

The Unheard Road

When they say "think outside the box," who put us in the box to begin with? Our own confined thinking — or rules we've been ingesting for generations?

Read more ↗

Parallel Universe

Somewhere in a parallel universe where we dwell with each other — laughing, madly in love, afraid to even imagine a life where we aren't together.

Read more ↗

Remember Me Fondly

If things don't go as we planned, and we never speak again — I hope you remember me fondly.

Read more ↗

Two Kinds Of Silence

Most relationships lose their footing for two different reasons — miscommunication, and missing the communication entirely. They are not the same thing.

Read more ↗

We Already Know

We rarely know someone's value until we lose them. But there's always one person we already know — we just refuse to risk finding out.

Read more ↗

Soft. Still Burns.

I want to be soft without losing the part of me that burns. I want to smile at strangers, romanticize little things, and still crave nights that feel a little reckless.

Read more ↗

No One Is Coming To Your Rescue

Don't think you're strong or weak — stop trying to fit yourself into an adjective. No matter what you are, you will get through it.

Read more ↗

I Am My Answer

I'm constantly seeking an answer — a helping hand, a sign, a foretelling. But I forget: everything starts with my own intention.

Read more ↗

Listen To Your Heart

You know why your heart races and pounds in your ears, making you anxious and uncomfortable? It's yelling to be heard.

Read more ↗

Eye To Eye

Don't tell me it's going to be alright, when we both know it might not be. I'm tired of hope dressed up as lies.

Read more ↗

Quantity Over Quality

Quantity over quality — numbers are all we seem to seek. Relationships get overrated the longer they're withheld.

Read more ↗

The Pristine White Wall

I was a pristine white wall, never touched by a brush. You came splashing all the colours and filled me with vigor.

Read more ↗

Pluck The Weed

Most of our fears aren't self-inflicted. They're inherited — passed down like heritage from people who came before us.

Read more ↗

Un-Plagiarize

Question everything — especially since that's considered disobedient. To each their own answers.

Read more ↗

The Haven

On silent nights, I slip into my haven — strangely comforting, lying next to you on a bed of water.

Read more ↗

Even My Heartache

There — I fell for it again. Knotting my threads, tossing out old papers. Will I ever learn from the past?

Read more ↗

Addicted

You are the song I listen to on repeat. You are the story I relive, over and over.

Read more ↗

Collateral Damage

Aren't we all part of each other's collateral damage — and yet tuned to hide our own wounds, while laughing at everyone else's?

Read more ↗

Incomplete Is Beautiful

Sometimes incomplete is the complete in itself. We hold onto it — revisit it, cherish it, memorize it, relive it — because incomplete is full of possibilities.

Read more ↗

What If…

Uncertainty is full of hope that certainty kills. If hope is a good thing, why not live an uncertain life?

Read more ↗

The Real Peril

Your consciousness is supposed to be in control of your thoughts and your words. Lose either one, and that's where the real trouble starts.

Read more ↗

Love Is In The…

Love is in the vulnerability — it is in losing everything, and yet holding on.

Read more ↗

Tightrope Walker

The day I realized life happens between being happy with what you have and aspiring for what you want.

Read more ↗

Take My Hand

Though I cannot take your pain away, I can touch your grief and set you free.

Read more ↗

Not The Unsaid. The Unnoticed.

We all go numb once in a while — not knowing who we are or what we want anymore. Words fall short, but everything still seems right there.

Read more ↗

Wear It Like A Crown

Don't aim for success. Strive and work hard to build confidence instead — the kind that lets you walk into a room full of people with ease.

Read more ↗

A Burden In Disguise

In the name of love, we suffer — and call the pain we endure devotion.

Read more ↗

Behind Closed Doors

I wonder what happens behind those closed doors. Are they happy and well, or quietly seeking help?

Read more ↗

Good Evil

Sin is like masturbation. Seldom enjoyed in dark, sensitized and shamed in public.

Read more ↗

I Own It

In a world full of takers, I have been a giver. And I have given—and given, and given—till it depleted me.

Read more ↗

Heaven Is Here

We've been taught to look for heaven and hell somewhere else — be good, earn one. Slip up, earn the other. But both are already here.

Read more ↗

Start Somewhere

We all aspire for something. Most of us never do anything about it. And we find excuses — when we know, innately, we've had the opportunity all along.

Read more ↗

Not That Time Yet

We're reluctant to even think about death. Like it's an emotion we're not allowed to have. But I say — think about it. Let it sit in your head.

Read more ↗

The Unheard Road

When they say "think outside the box," who put us in the box to begin with? Our own confined thinking — or rules we've been ingesting for generations?

Read more ↗

Parallel Universe

Somewhere in a parallel universe where we dwell with each other — laughing, madly in love, afraid to even imagine a life where we aren't together.

Read more ↗

Remember Me Fondly

If things don't go as we planned, and we never speak again — I hope you remember me fondly.

Read more ↗

Two Kinds Of Silence

Most relationships lose their footing for two different reasons — miscommunication, and missing the communication entirely. They are not the same thing.

Read more ↗

We Already Know

We rarely know someone's value until we lose them. But there's always one person we already know — we just refuse to risk finding out.

Read more ↗

Soft. Still Burns.

I want to be soft without losing the part of me that burns. I want to smile at strangers, romanticize little things, and still crave nights that feel a little reckless.

Read more ↗

No One Is Coming To Your Rescue

Don't think you're strong or weak — stop trying to fit yourself into an adjective. No matter what you are, you will get through it.

Read more ↗

I Am My Answer

I'm constantly seeking an answer — a helping hand, a sign, a foretelling. But I forget: everything starts with my own intention.

Read more ↗

Listen To Your Heart

You know why your heart races and pounds in your ears, making you anxious and uncomfortable? It's yelling to be heard.

Read more ↗

Eye To Eye

Don't tell me it's going to be alright, when we both know it might not be. I'm tired of hope dressed up as lies.

Read more ↗

Quantity Over Quality

Quantity over quality — numbers are all we seem to seek. Relationships get overrated the longer they're withheld.

Read more ↗

The Pristine White Wall

I was a pristine white wall, never touched by a brush. You came splashing all the colours and filled me with vigor.

Read more ↗

Pluck The Weed

Most of our fears aren't self-inflicted. They're inherited — passed down like heritage from people who came before us.

Read more ↗

Un-Plagiarize

Question everything — especially since that's considered disobedient. To each their own answers.

Read more ↗

The Haven

On silent nights, I slip into my haven — strangely comforting, lying next to you on a bed of water.

Read more ↗

Even My Heartache

There — I fell for it again. Knotting my threads, tossing out old papers. Will I ever learn from the past?

Read more ↗

Addicted

You are the song I listen to on repeat. You are the story I relive, over and over.

Read more ↗

Collateral Damage

Aren't we all part of each other's collateral damage — and yet tuned to hide our own wounds, while laughing at everyone else's?

Read more ↗

Incomplete Is Beautiful

Sometimes incomplete is the complete in itself. We hold onto it — revisit it, cherish it, memorize it, relive it — because incomplete is full of possibilities.

Read more ↗

What If…

Uncertainty is full of hope that certainty kills. If hope is a good thing, why not live an uncertain life?

Read more ↗

The Real Peril

Your consciousness is supposed to be in control of your thoughts and your words. Lose either one, and that's where the real trouble starts.

Read more ↗

Love Is In The…

Love is in the vulnerability — it is in losing everything, and yet holding on.

Read more ↗

Tightrope Walker

The day I realized life happens between being happy with what you have and aspiring for what you want.

Read more ↗

Take My Hand

Though I cannot take your pain away, I can touch your grief and set you free.

Read more ↗

Not The Unsaid. The Unnoticed.

We all go numb once in a while — not knowing who we are or what we want anymore. Words fall short, but everything still seems right there.

Read more ↗

Wear It Like A Crown

Don't aim for success. Strive and work hard to build confidence instead — the kind that lets you walk into a room full of people with ease.

Read more ↗

A Burden In Disguise

In the name of love, we suffer — and call the pain we endure devotion.

Read more ↗

Behind Closed Doors

I wonder what happens behind those closed doors. Are they happy and well, or quietly seeking help?

Read more ↗

Good Evil

Sin is like masturbation. Seldom enjoyed in dark, sensitized and shamed in public.

Read more ↗

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