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I’m really glad that people are starting to show up and share their feelings… it’s nice, it feels comforting. But it kind of hurts that Worthy isn’t writing anymore… He used to write about love so beautifully. I really miss his presence there, it fe

Dear Diary, I feel like a ghost. It's hard for me to understand what my existence is.  Sometimes I don't understand if I exist at all. And what is "existence" anyway? The world seems strange to me. It feels like I've been out of my depth sinc

In their presence, I drown in a security yearned by many. Their care is a testament of a covenant thicker than the water of a womb.  I cannot believe they have loved me for decade. I cannot fathom how they resisted the flaws I deeply abhor about myse

Another bad day. Everything's feeling pointless now. I don't know how long I can continue.

Dear Diary, In the most difficult times, I always turn to you. I don't know why it's in digital form now, but here it is You've heard about her most often. And you know, I still think about her This is really stupid. It's stupid to love someo

Dear Diary, She went back to her earlier days. Those days never really left her. She carried her decisions, her failures, and her pain everywhere, trying again and again to stand up. Everything was clear to her—she knew where she had gone wrong.

Dear Diary, mood nhi h fir bhi aj likhna h, i don't want broke again this chain so let's write smth again./

It feels cold, lonely, and empty. My mind keeps drifting off — there’s no focus, only apathy. I don’t just want to be loved… I want to love, honestly and fully. I want to believe that love will find its way back into my life, that it hasn’t left

Dear Diary, An experience taught me that sometimes confusion does not come from one moment, but from many small moments that slowly accumulate. A person once showed interest in me first, and that initial attention created a sense of connection. Over

" I hate decembers "I hate the other part of months you know, cuzPpl who I love and who I thought loved me will always leaves me.At first I thought it's fine. Atleast I know who's good ppl and bad for me. I deserve better. But how long should I be po

To yesterday me, who was so hopeful and so frightened. You did well. You could have done better. There is rooms for improvement. But the worst case scenario did not happen.

Dear Jk,           It's Christmas again this one too was like the rest, I hate festivals all of them they are just days worse for me. Worse than normal days, this Christmas too I had no wishes no gifts no hopesAt least one of us is having a Merrry Ch

Dear Diary, Really cryinng after seen movie of my life,//

If my wings melt, would there be a soul kind enough to catch me? If I cannot fly, will someone wait for me? If all the light abandons me, are they willing to lit the candle? If I fall, can there be anyone to cushion me? When I become nobody, am I sti

In this silence, I can feel my nerves. Even as tomorrow rushes, I hear fears of error. But with all that I am, I embrace my vanity, pride, strength and hope. I recall every vices that ignites me. I abandon all virtues that dims me. I can realise it.