tickthe pendulum swingstowardspersonal prosperityandmy heart beatsnothing butsmiles tockno time for lingeringrushingpauses are forgottenasthe swing backhits equallyharsh continuous motionnothing to graspstability just out of touch howeverI can only do so much Elle Vampa I haven’t blogged for a few weeks, which is partly due to being busy (sorry), partly due to the flu (WHY!?), and partly … More Once Upon A Loser In Sweden
I’m not allowed to discuss the exact details of my current misery, bound by contract as I am, until a certain date has passed. After which you will find my story to be a perfect re-election campaign to prolonging my title of Loser Queen Extraordinaire for another lifetime or so. Why do experiences that make … More Bi-Weekly Loss | Something Old, Something New
i used to move unnoticedlike a shadow in the darkpresent but unobservedattached yet never held struggling to make me be seenfighting myself out of hidingresurfacing before dawnnaked to the oldborn eye peculiar as I may seemstranger than my vision stillis unwanted mutenessmy voice a skill unheard Elle Vampa If you’d asked me ten years ago … More Mute Ninjas Have Something To Say
erasingfreedom of nature’s designto be part of man’s way losingfaith in what mattersto be contained in Life’s play BUT!today addingdefiant flecks of colourto the vast and stubborn grey Elle Vampa I have my own business, remember? (If not, please visit my About page and see if it’s there – it might not, to be honest, … More Bi-Weekly Loss | The Picture Of Elle Grey
8.42 amThe World is awake, street noises are travelling upwards through my half-opened window. More than ever I feel disconnected to what is happening “out there”, as my only wish is to remain asleep. Be blissfully unaware of all and everything. But the noises cease to fade (SHUT UP), and my alarm clock gives me … More Fateful Figurines & A Mother’s Job
rain, kept prisonerinside the darkestcloud, luring theskies into sadness bow my headdown to lifeas I surrender let the sunlightbreak me openblissfully create newways to shine Elle Vampa I don’t want to I don’t want to I don’t want to… OKAY FINE! I manage to reach this newborn point of no return after opening my inbox … More Bi-Weekly Loss | Sun Struck
ExCUSE me!? I stare at the phone in my hand, in utter shock, and my inner Keke Palmer gives out a mental: ohnoshedidn’t! But she did. The annoying manager of one of our stores called with a question I can’t answer. And the people who can have literally just stepped outside to get some fresh … More Bi-Weekly Loss | Simple Stupidity
I’m not sure what it’s supposed to mean when you find yourself lying awake at night, pondering from A to Z, and the only way to fall asleep is by imagining you’re strangling your sister. (To my defence, while I was doing so, I felt guilty because I don’t actually want to harm her.) But … More Bi-Weekly Loss | Estrangled Sisters
As the end of the year is undeniably rolling in, I’ve had a few revelations before its finality becomes a reality. (Yes, I was quite proud of that sentence myself, thankyouverymuch) I’m counting down the epiphanies and goals that will, hopefully, help me close 2023 on a high note as well as ring in its … More 2024, 3, 2, 1
With only twenty minutes to pen down my final suspicions, I have zero time to worry about my turning-more-illegible-by-the-second handwriting. They’re just going to have to figure it out, much like I had to before grabbing hold of this pen – a gift that I’ll cherish for the rest of my life, if only because … More Weekly Loss | Murderous Mind Games
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