I love you now, I loved you then, I shall love you later. In every lifetime, I have loved you, and I will continue to. We were probably lovers since before the beginning of everything. When the Big Bang happened and the universe tore itself into being, maybe we were two tiny pieces of the same explosion. Maybe we drifted towards each other when planets began to form and die, when stars burned out and new ones took their place. We were probably lovers when the first fish appea

TW: The following content includes instances and references suggesting topics like Self-harm and Suicide, which can be triggering to certain audiences. Reader discretion is advised. Trapped in a clouded room, Wondering about impending doom. My thoughts start to flicker, As I drowned pills with liquor. At 3 a.m., Nia sat alone in her room, starkly contrasting the bustling city beyond her window. The concrete jungle sprawled out before her, an endless horizon of jagged steel an

Ashley’s room was a reflection of her inner turmoil, a small sanctuary tucked away in a modest apartment. The walls were painted a muted shade of lavender, once vibrant but now dulled by time and neglect. Posters of her favourite artists hung crookedly, their colours faded, much like her spirit. A cluttered desk overflowed with half-finished sketches and paint tubes, remnants of a creativity that felt stifled under the weight of her insecurities. The room was dimly lit, with