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Thursday, August 1, 2013

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I'm aware of the fact that no one reads this any longer. I unwillingly let this corner of cyberspace melt into nothingness like various other things that were of so much importance once upon a time. I was proud of the words I wrote. Once, I pulled a boy's dark arm toward myself, fumbled for a pen and on him scribbled the address of this little place. nur-ee.blogspot.com

I used to be so enthusiastic. Repeating and remembering words to myself. Sentences I ached to put together into some form of presentable prose.

For the three years I was in love I was a writer.

2 comments:

Thoth said...

you do realize that your URL has been changed from .com to .ae?

People who fall in love and become writers fromm 16 to 19 have incredibly dull lives from 20 to 81. So this tear rolling down my cheek right now, it's for you, Nuru.

Nur R. said...

OMG TWINS <3