
An Undead Loss
If you’ve read my last piece, then you’d know I’ve survived what felt like an unsurvivable time in my life. I lost three of the

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If you’ve read my last piece, then you’d know I’ve survived what felt like an unsurvivable time in my life. I lost three of the

“Would you still love me if I were a cockroach?” he insisted on hearing my answer to the most cringe question in the 21st century.

You were such a contradiction in my life,the kind that quietly rearranged the way I understood closeness,because nobody seemed to understand me or misunderstand me

The moment. How could I ever forget the moment that held oceans of laughter,rivers of change, and quiet storms of feeling? The moment that did

Budak kecil itu Aku dekati Aku amati Bahu dia aku pegang lembut Pipi dia aku sentuh perlahan Kepalanya dahaga usapan Seakan dunia sedang menunjukkan bahagiannya

A companion to my previous article: The Forgotten 4%. In this writing, I will talk about half of the forgotten ones. Unlike the previous article
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