#arnawrites
I want to be happy.
I want to stop pretending my smiles.
I want to scream out all my worries.
I want to fight for my dreams.
I want to let out all my anxieties and insecurities.
I want to be free.
Free from every aspect
that is stopping me in dreaming,
aiming,
and living.
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 11:42 PM UTC
"One must be educated—at least enough to understand the value of education."
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 11:41 PM UTC
Some friendships are rare, and purely filled with —
Genuine smiles,
Funny banters,
Flirty lines,
Weird captures,
Unplanned trips,
Possessive pouts,
Caring cuteness,
And absolutely no jealousy.
Nov 5, 2025
Nov 5, 2025 at 11:47 PM UTC
I am not loud,
but my silence speaks truth.
I am misunderstood,
yet my heart stays kind.
I trust carefully,
but when I do, it’s real.
I am not perfect,
but I am genuine,
honest in every feeling,
true in every word.
I may be fragile,
but I am strong enough
to hold love,
to protect it,
and to let it grow.
I am me —
and that is enough.
I am the right person,
even if the world doesn’t always see it.
Nov 5, 2025
Nov 5, 2025 at 11:45 PM UTC
It’s not distance that weakens a bond,
but the silence born from lack of communication.
Nov 5, 2025
Nov 5, 2025 at 7:53 AM UTC
Stop chasing people.
Stop holding on to bonds.
Stop prioritizing others over yourself.
Stop pleasing everyone.
You may feel like you’re creating a happy world —
but in the process,
you’ll lose the one person
who truly deserves that happiness: you.
Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 1:43 AM UTC
Confident when alone
I feel worthy, talented, well-behaved, and beautiful.
I love each mole, curve, and aspect of my body.
I am very well-versed in speaking languages and justifying my actions to self.
I love music, and my own voice gives me peace and feels soulful.
The Hesitant Me in Crowd
I feel worthless, arrogant, and stubborn.
I feel timid with my dark skin, weight, and not-so-attractive beauty.
I feel I am bad at communicating and always at fault.
My voice sounds bad, and I have a bad taste in music.
Why?
Why does everything seem different, as if I am carrying two faces of myself?
Why do the people I feel as a sense of protection seem like the reason for my insecurity at times?
Is it because my self-consciousness is making me doubt myself? What is the reason I am stuck between my confident self and hesitant, doubtful person?
And in between these faces,
I stand—
half-lit, half-lost,
searching for the whole.
Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 1:40 AM UTC
Life throws strange situations —
When the heart feels heavy and craves someone to share, there’s no one.
When stress takes over and you long for space, there’s no privacy.
Nov 2, 2025
Nov 2, 2025 at 11:12 PM UTC
Maturity is not something everyone can earn...
Nor is impossible to earn.
It doesn’t come with age or experience,
but draws its life
from realizations,
from pain,
from sacrifices,
from understanding,
from responsibilities,
from mistakes—
and many more.
A mature person never complains about life,
but finds ways to move forward in it.
A mature person doesn’t wait for magic or luck to happen,
but creates a path on their own.
A mature person doesn’t disconnect from society,
but knows how to survive within it.
A mature person isn’t perfect,
but strives to be imperfectly perfect.
A mature person isn’t just wise,
but a lifelong learner.
A mature person isn’t an atheist,
but one who knows the boundaries of faith and hope.
Being mature isn’t about being overly practical or speaking like an elder—
it’s a way of living happily,
knowing life’s truths.
Nov 2, 2025
Nov 2, 2025 at 11:09 PM UTC
Attachments = Self- detachments.
Attachments feel warm at first,
but they quietly detach us from ourselves.
In every bond lives the lesson of letting go.
Oct 11, 2025
Oct 11, 2025 at 8:12 AM UTC
"Good never lasts forever —
not even the people with the kindest hearts. "
Jul 16, 2025
Jul 16, 2025 at 8:01 AM UTC
Distractions
They turn a man into a lazy soul,
a responsible citizen into a careless one,
a meritorious student into the disobedient,
and a kind heart into something selfish.
They **** righteousness,
while building a false sense of self-esteem.
They drown us in the unnecessary—
a flood of moments we never asked for.
Distractions feel comforting when we’re caught in them,
but they leave us with regret the moment we step away.
Keeping them at a distance
is the first step toward change—
toward becoming who we were always meant to be.
Jul 16, 2025
Jul 16, 2025 at 7:59 AM UTC
"In certain hard moments, not even your
comfort food,
favorite perfume,
healing music,
that one comforting conversation,
a peaceful walk in nature,
or a joyful outing can bring you back to normal."
Jul 13, 2025
Jul 13, 2025 at 12:54 AM UTC