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does everything happen for a reason? out now! this collection holds 31 poems, each one a piece of me. there are two elements woven through my writing. fire and water.
          
          fire, for the anger, the passion, the chaos.
          water, for the sadness, the quiet, the healing. i hope as you read, you’ll begin to notice them, to feel them, and maybe even guess where they live within each poem.
          this journey hasn’t been easy. healing rarely is.
          
          it has been painful, confusing, and at times overwhelming but slowly, i am learning how to breathe again. i’ve come to believe that maybe everything does happen for a reason. not because it makes the pain easier, but because somewhere within it, there is meaning waiting to be found.
          
          the answers aren’t always given to us.
          sometimes, we have to search for them to sit with our feelings, to question, to grow.
          and maybe… just maybe…
          you’ll find a piece of your own story in mine.
          thank you for being here.
          i’m so excited to finally share this with you.
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/400634308

MAN WITH FLOWER 
          
          Last week, while I was standing at a bus stop waiting for my bus, I noticed a man walking a little ahead of me. His clothes were not fashionable just a simple shirt and pants. His hair was neatly combed, and the smell of hair oil reached my nose. It was a little annoying to me, but for him, it probably felt pleasant. In his hand, he held a red rose, maybe plucked from a park or a roadside rose plant.
          
          Overall, nothing about him looked luxurious at all. Yet somehow, in my eyes, he looked very expensive. His shoes were dirty. The dust on them screamed that he had come from very far, just to see someone or meet someone.....
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/404174949?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=imprisoner

“And one day we all start wondering about life the very moments we lose while thinking between ‘what if?’ and ‘what will?’
          Such is the beauty of being an adult, the one we all dreamed about in those late nights?” - Aria 
          
          From : Sometimes Confession Is Hard 
          
          UPDATE SOON~ 

He: You like the night?
          
          She: I like peace.
          
          He: What do you think?
          
          She: About what?
          
          He: Marriage…!
          
          She sighed.
          
          She: I can’t do it. I can’t act like I want something when I don’t even know what I want. What do I want? *she narrowed her eyes*
          
          Every morning I ask myself Aria, what do you want?
          And Aria doesn’t answer me. 
          
          Lines from “Sometimes Confession Is Hard” 

Heyy author I have exams so that's why I'm not reading that much. After my exams are over I will definitely read your book (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡

NEW BOOK ! ＼(^-^)／

Heyy can you tell me your update schedule bcoz I didn't open this account regularly and if you're okay can we follow each other on insta? And tell me about schedule (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)(⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

Heyy, I don't know you will reply or not but just wanted to say I refa your criminals never feel pain. And I love it ❤ genuinely. Our story is different from what I mostly read in wattpad. Waiting for updates. Keep writing, buddy 

It’s not like I hate her... but maybe I felt jealous. Maybe that’s what made me angry. But I don’t even know why to be angry like, why? Why does someone else’s happiness make me angry? Why do I want to snatch their happiness... their wide smiles?
          
          Slowly, I’m becoming the villain of the story. The one who hates others’ happiness... just because he has none.
          
          I’m that villain now. 
          
          [ Lines From My Book ] Sometimes Confession Is Hard