Do you remember that girl…
who wrote too much,
who spoke too much,
too fast that she couldn’t last.
Do you remember that Richy witchy girl…
who used her scars as manipulation,
who got hot in all seasons,
too fast that she couldn’t keep calm.
Do you remember her?
She kept wandering and using humour as defense mechanism.
Do you remember that wanderlust lusty girl?
From Unsaid chaos to musingsandbooks to elatedword to this or that…
A virtual reality, making and breaking pseudo identities…
Well, she became a laughing stock.
She escaped to a forest.
She lived there like a saint curled up in clouds.
She wrote Semiconductor Subconscious and privilege.
She is revisiting now with her pen and her sanity.
So let’s welcome her…
Shall we?
Well, honestly she could care less who is welcoming or not because she is here to stay and conquer.
– Priyanka Meena
AKA
(Herwordsoflife) (shepensorshapes) (oflifesheiswriting)