Author: Ryan

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The scent of dying flowers, withered leaves, and the scent of change masked its way towards my soul. In here, these leaves will die, and in here, new leaves will be reborn again. Change is a part of life, I tell that excuse to myself over and over, hoping everything would be easier. There are moments when I do not … Read More....

There are nights where everyone is sleeping and yet here I am, wide awake, thinking of you, missing you. Nights where I cannot sleep and my thoughts came flooding in with memories of you and me. Nights where I cannot distinguish between memories and dreams. We were happy, weren’t we? I think we were and I am happy that we … Read More....

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It is the time of the season again where the trees are about to shed their leaves, the scent of pumpkin coffee permeates, people wearing their knitted sweaters, scarves, and where brown leaves cover the sidewalks. I could smell the change in the air, feel its presence in the cold autumn air, see the changes in all the people I … Read More....

I was drowning with my lips pressed against hers. My chest tightened, my heart was racing and my mind went blank as all the noise circulating all over us faded. I felt a pit in my stomach that was not there before, and all the people around me seemed to vanish for an infinite amount of time. All I felt … Read More....

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Above all else, I choose to love, I choose to love this world that I live in, I choose to love the people that live in it, I choose to love whoever I want to be with and I choose to love my freedom as well. In my heart of hearts, I know that I was born in this world … Read More....

It is funny how passes by. It feels like it was just yesterday when I was still a kid that plays around too much. It feels like it was just yesterday when I was in high school, learning more about friendship and relationships. It feels like it was just yesterday when I was in college, trying to learn more about … Read More....

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