https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ain_natasha/ambiguous emotions and rants of my confused soul.hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ain_natasha/696874those days were bitter air was dry sky was gray and the leaves were pale flowers were not tender grass was not green and wind was not soft the sea was wavy sun did not shine my hands were cold and the flesh was bitter but today i am thankful for before sweetness i must taste bitter so i know what...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ain_natasha/696254i have cried to slumber, each night was dark, no dawn came into sight. i have had nightmares, sleeping was not easy, insecure was i really. i have encountered sadness, nights was hopeless, tomorrow was not promising. but that was the story of the past, to let go was not easy, to forget is even...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ain_natasha/695469this feeling of moving to a new house. it reminds me of that feelings of moving on, years ago, when mother decided that we needed to move on. when she decided to take the utmost decision that marks our life's turning point, it was heart-breaking. to see my mother with her sad eyes, almost weeping...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ain_natasha/668453when did my life become such a blur? when? i’ve been floating and sinking. not knowing how to direct my path. not knowing when to stop, when to hold on, when to walk away. not knowing which one is real, which one is fake. not knowing how to reserve some, and let out at the same time. not knowing...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ain_natasha/665369there is something annoying about you, keeps reminding me of the old memories, some photos i stick on the wall, i try to pull it off, i try but i can't. there is something intriguing about you, the way you touch your hair, the way you glide down the hallway, making me stiff, not moving, and eyes...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ain_natasha/665172it's been ages eh? i have zero ideas in my head now. i need to write something. something to express how i feel. because that way, i'll feel slightly better. and now i'm still finding the right words. ironic it is,there are countless words out there i can just pick and arrange. but i can't find...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ain_natasha/663868running away does not make you a better person, it denies the truth. not crying does not make you a stronger person. crying does not make you a weak one. it is not losing yourself, it is admitting that you are positive. positive that reality is reality.https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ain_natasha/663782i told you. hope that is placed to other than God, will absolutely make you disappointed.https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ain_natasha/663741do you know, you are eating my heart, inside and out. how could you not see, the sore in my eyes, this painful throb in my heart. how could you let yourself, to indulge in such ignorance, when you know ignorance is bliss, is an old glorified lie. how blind you are, you could not feel, my eyes...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ain_natasha/663715Today, upon a bus, I saw a girl with golden hair. And wished I was as fair. When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle. She had one leg and wore a crutch. But as she passed, she smiled. Oh God, forgive me when I whine. I have two legs the world is mine. With feet to take me...