‘Orange’ You Glad I’m Back?

I’m going back to the beginning days of my blog when it used to be about books. I’ve been obsessed with #Bookstagram photos (they’re like my equivalent of slime) and I thought I should try them too. Two minor problems: a)My camera is shit b)I don’t know how to take photos. But I tried. So here are my books with orange covers and I’ll also try to review them. 

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It’s Time

It’s 2019, I should revive this blog. What do y’all want to see from me? More book reviews, makeup stuff, or straight up rambles? Also in keeping with the revival, I’ve made an Instagram page for this blog, go follow it on @fadeintooblivion_ Thaankss x

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Year Roundup : 2018

It’s me again. I think I’m like the distant relative you see once in a blue moon who come to a function outrageously dressed and it feels like you’ve known them forever. Anyway, it’s another year. It’s been 3 (???)(!!!!) years since I started this blog to channel my emotions and thoughts into the great […]

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The Idea of Home

This essay is a self-analysis of possibly my best poem so far, Before the War Came. I have always been drawn to the idea of ‘home’, in all its physical, literary, metaphorical, and symbolic meanings. This may have come from my own experiences in moving home and countries, which may have led to a strong […]

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He treated her like she was his sun. An important part of his life. Without her, his day didn’t begin. 

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Good Things That Have Happened in 2017

2017 was a mixed-bag of the year. Our newsfeeds were filled with negative stories and near-apocalypse worthy beef. However, looking beyond the shit-encrusted blinkers, some very good things have happened this year. Fiona the Hippo Born six weeks premature in a Cincinnati zoo, Fiona easily became an internet sensation with many people rooting for her […]

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Before The War Came

hiraeth(n.)   a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the grief, the yearning for the lost spaces of your past. “Go back to where you came from!” I wish I could. But my home is burning. And I’m aching for the beautiful place my home […]

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