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No caps, my guy.


I feel terrible tonight. Today is the deadline for a literary submission I wanted to make. Ten procrastinated days later, and it’s the deadline already. I legit want to cry.

I kept telling myself I’ll write, but now, here I am, upset, sad, but above all, determined to do better.

Anyways, yesterday, I intended to write to you, but I was exhausted, about something happened at my place of work.

I’ll share tomorrow. For tonight, I just want to plug in music and soak up goodness.

Some stray tears have already traveled down my face. 🙈

How are you tonight? What do you need to do that you have not yet done? Don’t wait for deadlines.

Emem ye ifure


We are alike in more ways than you know, it's why this blog exists. Every entry is my attempt to show you that your body has ability to heal from all forms of trauma and that the sound of your laughter and joy do not have to be visitors to you. Every entry is an attempt to remind you that peace and wholeness are attainable. I hope you find home here, and I hope, like me, that you fancy dodo, bread and brown pages. Subscribe already. ❤️

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