It's hard when things start coming back.As of right now, exam stress is creeping back up on me, and all of the progress I didn't try to make, but ended up making anyway, is slowly trickling down the drain. Each hour I waste puts me a little further behind in my schedule. My stomach aches with stress and strain, my fingers worry over pens I have yet to use. I keep waiting, or each cigarette I smoke...

Loneliness is a funny thing.I used to think that the absolutely worst thing in the world was to be alone. But then I realised that no, it's not. The worst thing is being around people who constantly make you feel alone.It creeps up on you, doesn't it? Like a spider. Nobody wants to be around spiders, and yet we universally have to deal with them, time after time.Ever seen a spider on the wall and...

She was cruel, and her tongue was as sharp as a razor blade. She trapped you with silky webs of half-truths and outright lies, and was so distracting in her performance that you never even realised you were ensnared until you were rendered motionless. Strings of webs cut off your blood circulation and you screamed, but she never cared. Only laughed and laughed, and dangled a knife, the key to your...

Really, who the hell were we three years ago?I was an intensity chaser, desperate to wrap my fingers around the tail of the good life no matter how much the backlash whipped my ass. I was the firm opposite of anything I opposed, proudly wearing my differences as though they were sunglasses that marked me as an individual, ignorant to the blinding effect they had on the more important aspects of...

Sunlight hums in through the window.It’s soft, sullen streams reaching across the floor and paralysing secretive dust in it’s path. I need to write.But I can’t tear my eyes away from the rays, the the carefree, sleepy rays, untouched by the heavy atmosphere straining above it.A single cough breaks the silence. Then the crackle of a water bottle, the rustle of paper. I can still hear the...