It’s not you, it’s me

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One of the most notorious phrases in the language of broken hearts.

So cliched. So cringe.

So faux-compassionate.

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A Facebook page & being more open

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Heeeey from snapchat.

A conversation with my cousin Jay inspired me to be more open and personal on my blog. He said I do a good job on snapchat, and I said, “well, yeah, that’s because I have all of 7 friends on snapchat” and so I can be my usual, goofy, pranky self (I LOVE playing pranks).

I used to write openly on here,  a few years ago. It felt easy for me. I used to tell the stories of my life and share photographs of moments and memories. And then I went through a stage where I felt “No one wants to hear that, Malavika! Just be serious” and then cue me writing like a textbook.

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Drops of Summer

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Summer is coming to a close and my heart is ready for the winter months, for shedding of my old skin and creating warmth from within. Here are photographs of some moments of summer.

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