I lost control over my most prized possession, You were it, You were my slave, And I, Your master, Your flowed in my veins, You were the blood, Thicker than the water of my worldly goods, Iām lost in your mystical world, Trapped by all the walls you built around me And now, You haunt me, You tempt me, You scorn me, You hurt me, You control me in your fingers, Like a switch switched on and off, Or a puppet in a puppeteer’s hands, You cajoled me into being confident, Till you crushed me, And destroyed me, Nothing is same anymore, I lost my authority over you, I canāt control the words anymore, My only power in this world, Gone foreverā¦.
Dear Aanya, You are a brilliant friend and an awesome writer. I wish you a beautiful and successful year ahead. Also thank you for always being there and mentoring me in various fields. You are the best and whoever doesnāt agree, kick them hard for me. A very Happy 14thĀ birthday.
Just in case you are terrible guessers, or donāt care (which, BTW, rude), ITāS AANYA, OUR BABYāS BIRTHDAY TODAYYYYY!ššš„³š„³š„³š„³š„³ Unfortunately, we all had been pretty busy what with exams and boards or pre boards on our heads, so we couldnāt do much, sorry aanya šš What we did do is contact all the people weĀ [ā¦]
I finished friends yesterday and I AM OBSESSED WITH IT!
Anyways this is mah letter to Keefe Sencen someone please use your pathfinder to deliver it to the Lost Cities, thank you.
DEAR KEEFE, WHY? WHY? WHY? WHYY????????????????????????????? What were you even thinking? Argh! You are one of those perfect characters but not so perfect characters (IK I make no sense). You just seem so perfect but we all know you are broken. We can’t live with you, we can’t live without you. You are so STUPID, yet I have no clue why do I love you so much? Why are you one of my favorite characters? Why couldnāt I have chosen someone with IDK, A LITTLE BIT OF MORE SENSE??????? And what were you even thinking? Why did you act so stupid you doofus? I donāt know whether I want to punch you and slap you or hug you and console you! I know that you love to hide behind jokes but this isnāt one! IT’S LIFE! Itās complicated and itās hard, it’s super confusing ALL THE TIME and by the time you figure it out youāre dead (though elves live longer so IDK about you)! To be really honest I have no clue what it is, BUT, I know one thing, it makes us all go through roller coasters. Roller-coasters of pain, hardships, sufferings and what not, and sometimes some people more than others, BUT it is also what makes you who you are, makes you stronger and independent, AND NOW SOPHIE HAS OFFICIALLY LOST ALL HER TRUST IN YOU AGAIN, CONGRATULATIONS! If this keeps going on, Iām never gonna get more Sokeefe and will have to tolerate more Fitzphie Pizzaz *sighs*. I donāt know how to describe my feelings (but you do, donāt you? Trust the empath right š ). Please just do me one teeny tiny favor, donāt be more stupid and THINK before you do something. Wait let me rephrase that DONāT think before you do something and let others do the thinking for you please, PLEASEš„ŗš„ŗš„ŗš„ŗš„ŗ!!! (PS I expect answers to ALL my questions, each and every single one of them, I will be checking and if you donāt well then I can be way worse than Lady Gisela) -Aanya
Oh also I recently did a podcast with one of my goodreads friends, I sound really horrible and nervous and I fumbled a lot xD Click here to listen to it on google podcasts and here on Spotify if you wanna!
To the one who helped with my first steps,
Taught me how to ride a bike,
Aided me on my first hike,
And sneaked me chocolates when I was grounded!
All that junk food in the car,
Even when we didn't have to travel too far,
All the fun we had,
When I was little,
And whenever I got mad;
Thank you for being there,
All my life,
Have a happy birthday papa!
Just came outta my hiatus to wish a Happy Birthday to my dad (though obviously it’ll be epic, cause I existš)
Happy Birthday Papa! (PS Thanks for sneaking all the chocolates during morning practice š )
The Golden Bird
Did they call us
A tribute to all those leaders
Who were undeterred
Who got us freedom
From the Brits
A salute to all those at the border
Who defended us
When there was disorder
Thank you for all you have done
And will continue to do
Happy Independence Day!
This is just a quick check in, I might not be active for a few weeks or so, so this time I am going to announce the hiatus cause exams are just monstersš.
Anyways I have a few posts written just to lazy to edit them *sighs*.
And I wanted to ask you all for a teeny tiny favorš„ŗš„ŗ.
So recently I got selected for this poetry competition and each comment carries points, it would mean the world to me if you all could commentš„ŗš„ŗ. Here is the link to it!
I’ll try to be more active soon! Stay safe!! Keep reading!!
Hey people! So I wrote a poem which is directed to those specific people who expect me to know everything because I’m a scholar, who mock me when I don’t know the answer, and the ones who treat me like an answer key, they are just so infuriating………. And those teachers who pick on you when no one can answer just cause they don’t like you…….. Oh and ‘Je ne sais pas’ means I don’t know.
Judging books with covers thatās been my fatal flaw for ages!!
I mean people why are graphic designers there?? And why do authors spend so much time on covers and a new one with each edition? Like it or not most people are like me and itās seriously impossible not to judge a book and most of the times the books are represented beautifully by their covers and sometimes they are not š (I used an emoji!! Mainly cause itās world emoji day).
Usually whenever I am browsing and requesting books on net galley and adding books to my TBR on goodreads I get attracted by the covers and the titles the description and summary is second (and I usually donāt even read it).
So this has been something I have wanted to talk about for long and I really hope Iām not the only one who does this if you do it too do lemme know in the comments! (Seriously I am obsessed with gorgeous book covers and innovative titles I am lured by them ALL THE TIME).
Hey guys, how are you all? IDK how I’ve been, life is just endlessly going on…….. Also I made my bookstagram account a few days ago, do check it out!!! (@thefaletusiicanqueen) So I wrote this poem because, well the reason is that my TBR literally controls my life and I still don’t read the books on it *sighs*. Is it the same with all of you too?
The Faletusiican Caves 