Writing Prompt #4 Torn clouds cry over... the tears on its canvas, the grooves in the air and land where raindrops find their way back home Steps forwards may take you far but with each step you are closer

Are you a vegetarian? No, Im malaysian MY diet consists of spoon fed information and a diet high on false facts and assumptions A gumption for santan laden rice flour delicacies from fried to boiled to

Love is like a coin flip As it goes up its either heads or tails as it reaches its peak its head, or tails as it falls its head or tails, but everything is looking down and it lands on either heads or

I kept the candles burning A thousand nights yet still not one did you end up turning up to instead you chose the fucking sun .

We played a role playing game called Masks today. Each of us chose a character trope which we customized to our prefences. Our Game Master had an assistant to help drive the narrative the way she wanted

A festival for all forms of art in a chaotic medley A tad bit like jazz

Another compilation vid. Maybe one day these things might speak to people tell them I loved these moments, however sick or tired I may be Tell them I come through and other times I dont but the love is

Too often I feel like I've overstayed my welcome in spaces that probably don't even care if I'm there. until they notice me until they realize how cramped it feels, not being able to breath they hold in

Depression feels like having your experiences broken down de stilled stirring up broken old memories having the sharp pieces cut you up inside while the soft ones numb you from the pain having all that

Find me love please find me between the seconds of the day and minits of a meeting Find me in the small doodles by the side of the white space that makes everything look proper Find me in the ink splots

I want to get to know you better so that conversations with you have references and threads no one else gets so that at cafes they know us as regulars the chairs remember the shape of our asses and they'll

We had a conversation and it came up whats the point in living in doing anything of meaning Sebab mati tu pasti so apa lagi whats the point? I asked back, whats the point in not living? spending the time

MATI (Music Arts Theatre Inspire) believes that if one lives and dies with their art, and that it is a noble path that deserves a platform for it to be shared. M.A.T.i is an art showcase where anything,