_ilianaaa

I'm trying to be consistent so here's chapter five 
          	I just published " Chapter Five | Augustine | " of my story " A Summer's Tale  ". https://www.wattpad.com/1439530163?utm_source=android&utm_medium=profile&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=_ilianaaa

_ilianaaa

I'm writing Unbridled Girls but it needs some good editing before posting so here's a chapter of a Summer's Tale because who doesn't love the Folklore love triangle between Betty, James and Augustine?
          I just published " Chapter Four | Betty | " of my story " A Summer's Tale  ". https://www.wattpad.com/1433773575?utm_source=android&utm_medium=profile&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=_ilianaaa

_ilianaaa

I'm alive. I plan to finish Unbridled Girls before the year ends. I'll be back 

travist_

@_ilianaaa / oh which island? good to know, have fun! m fine, study stress, cllg stress. i wanna change my field now lol
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_ilianaaa

@ travist_  what about you? How are you doing? How's life and college (how's premed treating you?)?
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_ilianaaa

@ travist_  i'm doing really great! Recently moved to Europe and I'm living on an island and it's been good so far 
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adropofhumanity

a token of kindness [ 18th july 2023 ] 
          
          insecure poems, confident aches; inspired decades yet everyday a death. stretching silences, concrete words; homes that melt and walls that echo. floating feet, rotten flowers; waves that pause in an ocean that seamlessly flows. 
          
          fluttering thoughts, fiddling feelings; coloured mouths and disappearing promises. hibernating lights and travelling darknesses; lingering lilacs and luminescent shadows. 
          
          minds of pearls, mouths of venom; do not lose by playing to their strengths. corridors of history, weaponsied love; transient nor malleable. fragile loneliness, screaming insecurities;  not every sunset has to be colourful. 
          
          sun of rain, thunders of frustration; mornings like amnesia, cloudless burdens. midday pride, repentance heavy; grief stricken victories, blackbird joys. mansions of footsteps, tears of dreams; we are all graves carrying the dying spark of life in us. 
           #adropofhumanity 

_chanceuxx_

❝ to be human is to be filled with emotions. let yourself free. allow yourself this necessity. instead of pushing the anger away or cowering from the envy, accept it as a part of your being. instead of telling yourself this is not who you are, give room to the negative emotions and let them pass by in a tide. we're a mix of good and bad both and sometimes, it takes experience to know. there's balance in everything. day and night. sun and rain. sky and ground. highs and lows. rise and fall. submit yourself to nature's dispense and watch yourself grow. ❞