Lifentasy

She threw her purse on the floor and took her clothes off. There were no curtains in her apartment but she lived on the 35 th floor no one could see her anyway. The lights were off but the city was awake as it always is, this city never sleeps; the noise and the lights from the outside created a scene taken directly out of a movie. She took a bath so hot you’d think someone is being boiled in the bathtub; she hated hot water but she loved torturing herself, it made her life more… interesting. She quickly wiped herself off and -still naked walked towards the fridge. She took out a half empty bottle of red wine and a glass; then went and sat on the bare marble floor right in front of her window. She poured some wine in the glass and drank it as if it was a shot; then threw the glass against the wall on her right. “I don’t need you anyway.” She kept wondering how easily would the glass windows shatter if something went through them. She stared at her reflection. “What do you want f...

Stop crying about the dude who cheated on you, stop waiting for that asshole to text you back 4 days after you texted him, stop drinking to forget about the friend who betrayed you 2 years ago, don’t let failure get in your way or fear conquer your dreams, a test failed doesn’t make you a loser, the loss of a job doesn’t determine how successful your future will be and your past is n o t who you are. Stop holding onto all these things that weigh you down. By keep replaying your past in your mind, you’ll have no brain left to improve your future. Know what’s happened to you, learn from it but move on. I once read that sometimes holding onto something could be more painful than letting go of it, so let go of it . I’m not asking you to change who you are or give up on anything too soon; I’m asking you to take a step back, write down all the things that are making you anxious, sad, scared or stressed, decide which ones belong to your past and separate them from what truly matter...

Disclaimer: I wrote this a few weeks ago and I was planning on publishing it earlier but something happened during this period of time and I wasn't certain if I still wanted to post it but I decided to do it anyway in case it touches anyone.  I still notice it when I read your name in my notifications, I’ll stop scrolling and process that pic you just posted, I’ll read the caption, pay attention, I still wanna know what is going on in your life even if I’m no longer part of it. Some nights I think of the ones we spent together, some days I’d see something while walking down town and think of you. Sometimes someone would send me a message and it’d hit me how much I’ve missed reading messages from you. There are still moments after all this time when I’d still hope that call was you instead of anyone else. There are still nights I need to talk to you, to tell you what is going on in my life and how it’s changed since we last spoke. There are still days I just wanna text you ...