I write more than I read, I think more than I write.

Growing up as a quiet girl, while mostly everybody around would talk, I would listen and observe.Reading came to me during the teens when I felt the need to get the better of words. And soon when the rebel in me couldn’t contain my feelings, writing became a part of me. To be able toContinue reading “I write more than I read, I think more than I write.”

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