Love is hidden under the masks of our pretentious lives. The moment we take them off, is the moment we welcome someone for a sneak peek inside our true selves. It is the moment we make ourselves vulnerable to someone. Which is when they feel the Love hiding in us. Until then, the love within you is just obscure.

-JS

Online school is just WOW ! (if you can think of it)

I can just wake up from sleep and attend a lecture within seconds. Turn off the camera, so no one can see my weary face. Mute the mic, and sing along the spotify playlist that’s playing in the background. Quote stuff on a muted mic during ongoing classes.

And the best of all, record a lecture to watch later when my brain is too lazyyy to study.

This is probably the best thing that happened this year…

Imagine recieving a letter a day. The joy it would cause. The strength it would have to lift up your dull mood. The heat it would contain to melt your heart. The icepack to calm down your brain. A mere piece of paper that would make your day…..The charm it would posses to entrap your soul in The Moment …

~JS

“Lean in to loneliness like it is holding you”

~ Tanya Davis

Ps. By far, my favourite quote ever

“Everyone you love is gonna die…But, darlin’, so is everything, don’t cry…The stars will blink out one by one in time…And everyone you love is gonna die”

~ The End of Everything ( Noah Cyrus )

Meanwhile Me *hastily* : How do I salvage every second of this precious life ??

I mean no offense to all those *kissers* out there.

What does a kiss have to mean. It’s literally two mouths coming together for what…a fleeting experience which shall grant you eternal bliss ? Oh it sounds worse with the tongues into play.

Are people really walking the earth to be romantic about someone’s saliva ?

* PS : This post welcomes and appreciates all other views and ideas positively*

Finnish PhD. Hholders are given a sword and a hat during a *Conferment Ceremony*. How more enticing could it be !!

This is enough motivation for me to study

“Wish I could tell you by now that I felt more indifferent…Catch myself thinking about you more than I should”

~Gracie Abrams (Stay)

“If you ever foolishly forget : I am never not thinking of you”

~Virginia Woolf

Me *confused* : Should I be proud of something like this or just regret it ??

“I wish I could unmiss you…Reverse the time so I could unmeet you…It would’ve made it so much easier, easier…If I could unmiss you when I miss you”

~Clara Mae

“We all will die someday. But what is it like dying in oblivion. Not being able to do certain things in your lifetime. Not being able to read that one book or watch the one movie or listen to that song. Not being able to get to know that person well. That pain strikes different … Live like the world is ending tomorrow ”

~JS

I haven’t read a book in a week now !

And I am already killing myself for the time wasted. Now that I’m going to *resume* reading, I’m afraid I’ll binge straight for hours … Extremism at its Best !

Me to myself : Ha! You are one inexplicable weirdo !

Does anyone associate songs with different life experiences ? For me, it’s like one song reminds me of a vacay trip from last year, another one blows off the dust from a childhood memory. Some just make me question why I’ve ever been sad, while others are just dozes of happiness. Some motivate me, while their rivals make me more sappy.

A few songs make me reminisce how good people have been to me, while others just make me want to delete the same people from existence.

Ok, photographs, Videos and Voice recordings are good memories, but songs – I tend to associate my life with them so much so that they are *MY SONGS***

I just want to get away from everything. Move to a chalet, somewhere in England. Away from all the drama of society. Reinvent myself. Take on a new identity. Read and write poetry. Go hiking or boating in the lakes of Windermere. And keep listening to *MY* favourite songs on repeat. No one should bother me.

I wish there were an edit option in life like there is in this Tumblr post

Sometimes I think of myself as an immature little ten year old kid.

I mean, I haven’t even lived a quarter of the average human lifespan, yet hither I come, trying to be a part time poet, philosopher, writer, and my own therapist..LOL !

Been wanting to do this for a while, put all my book children together for a picture. Since the newest book comes out tomorrow, I finally got around to doing it! Some WIPs not pictured (mainly 3 outside of my current series project that have a lot of words in them but are all on pause haha but my goal is to finish at least one of those this year as well)

To that anon that asked me a while ago if I thought it was worth it to chase this as a career or just focus on a love of writing, my answer is the same. Keep at it if being a published author is what you want. This year I’m making a full time income. Every day, every book, it gets better and I love it!