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Michelle

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Saudi Arabia
Saudi Arabia
Believer. Gemini. ISTJ. Doctor. Streettog. Outdoor Enthusiast. Caffeine Junkie. Diver.
May 22, 2019
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

I have been writing snail mail for 2 years now. And out of the 20 letters I’ve sent, 5 replied me their life story.
We corresponded for a span of 2 years and now I’m patiently waiting at my mailbox hoping someone would remember to write.

I’ve written all there is to know about me, my life and my world. I may have divulge a few secrets or more only it’s because I feel free in writing than telling it out loud. I have been collecting postcards and postage stamps wherever I go just so I can trade and seal it on my next letter. I always carry a small journal so I can ready my thoughts when I hold the pen at night.

They said, friends come and go. I guess it’s also true with penpals.

WHITE CLOCK
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February 14, 2019
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

The dictate of the society is stronger than our own reality and we are force to conform every time.  How can we lift the veil that is shrouding our eyes if we are not ready to embrace the fact that the world is changing? How do we reshape the view of the world around us if we’re always hiding by the archaic laws that we created. Change doesn’t happen overnight but we have to take the step first to make it happen and it always start with ourselves. If now is not the time, when?

GROW FROM THE INSIDE
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October 15, 2017
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

In every moment of my life, you are always there.  
In a changing world, you are the one thing that remains the same, hot or cold, pressed or brewed.  And everywhere I go, you are not far from me.

In any stage of my life, in any given day, in every waking moment, in every heartbreak, every triumph and ordeal
To every country I've been and in every places I'm yet to be
there's nothing a coffee bean can't fix.

Whether I drink it alone or with someone,
Away from the hustle and bustle of city life,
Right here in a nook of a beanery
Is where I belong.

ORIGINAL
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April 24, 2018
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

Pretty Shoes

Her eyes have seen too much
And the truth is too much to bear.
Her voice speaks out loud
But no ears can't seem to listen to what she's not saying.
Her pretty little shoes tried to walk away from the violence that stripped away her innocence,
Knowing she will never walk the same way again.
She then tries to silence the truth with lies and childish stories
And ultimately believe it until it no longer haunts her.

BE KIND
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June 12, 2017
 

Do you remember how the rain feels when it touches your skin?

Do you remember the nights you knelt beside your bed looked out on your window and wished upon a falling star?

Do you remember the memories of your youth when the old radio plays your favorite song from high school?

Do you remember the taste of your first kiss?

Do you remember the first day when the Earth shook beneath as you shudder from your first orgasm?

Do you remember the first person you loved forever?

I do.

HUG ME
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October 7, 2016
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

She is the weightlifting type of girl and I'm the yoga type of girl.

She walks with determination while I walk with grace.

I greet everyone with a smile on my eyes while she always try her fiercest.

We are a worlds apart and yet we meet at a specific point in time and place but never touching.

LUXE GIFTS
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October 7, 2016
 

Just when things are about to get easy, you rev up the game.

Just when I can barely catch my breath, you ran even faster.

I'm burning brighter than I intend like a star near its end.

You pull me closer to your gravity and I'm forever your moon.

LETTRS CHALK
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October 3, 2016
 

Dear Monday,

Today I saw her.
It felt like home again.
I accidentally brushed her fingertips and I hope she wouldn't mind. It's the only way I know she's real and not just fancy illusion my mind concocted to cover up the loneliness. It felt so close right where it hurts knowing I can never have her and at the same time it felt so distant, however fast I ran, she'll be out of my reach, always.

It makes me stay up at night wondering how in the world will I muster up the courage to speak to her. Dear Lord, if this is how it feels to be alive again, I don't mind having my heart broken over and over.

Today, I'm home again.

P.S. Please be like this everyday. I don't want to walk alone anymor...

PULSE
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September 30, 2016
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

One time after lunch I told my friend, "Time is running out. I need to up my game."

He said, "Take it easy woman. You're in race with no one but yourself."

"Sometimes I wonder how did I end up like this. A fatty." While sipping my hazelnut cappuccino.

He took a bite from his burger and said, "Have you forgotten your photography lessons? Don't overshoot. Give yourself time. Let's say, he continued, if you were fit at 25 and you got fatty at 34, 9 years. Give it at least 9 months to fix it."

I gave him a scowl.

"Oh, come on. We will workout in heaven. I promise."

That's reassuring. 😂😜

YOU ARE AWESOME
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September 19, 2016
 


7 months ago, while waiting for the city tour bus to take us around, an old man three meters across from me took a sit.  Contemplating on the story of this old man and whether I should take a photo or not, I approached him clutching my chunky camera and asked him nervously for a photo.
He replied repeatedly, "Money first!"
I happily reached down my pocket for a one Ringgit and gave it to him.
He almost snatched the money from me and started posing, smiling even.

They said, money can't buy you happiness but it bought me and the old a man a smile.

FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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September 12, 2016
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

#SKYLARK CHALLENGE
Parchment
Passage
Apple
Threaded
Pensive
Rope

'Proceed with caution'

To the Mysterious Man,

She began writing heavily as soon as she saw the parchment lying on the table knowing this will be one of the hardest thing she has to do.

When she was a child, she dreamed of being in a voyage. She imagined a man from the past will take her into the unknown venture outside her known little world. After all, she's already 18, a rite of passage is soon to begin, she thought. She hurriedly rummaged through her things, collecting one by one the scrolls she had procured all her years.

She stood outside and waited under the apple tree with her belongings, careful no...

KEEP ON WRITING
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September 10, 2016
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia


Dear Khaled,

There is not a day I do not bleed for you. Every time I carry that rod weighing a pound heavier than the last. There is not a day I do not think of you, that you will see me as the strong woman that I am.

There is not a day I do not grasp for breath each time I take a jump, the burn I feel from my toes up to my breasts searing through every fiber of my being. There is not a day I do not think of you that one day you will rest in my arms, find your satisfaction and see me as beautiful.

There is not a day I do not shed a tear whilst I run against gravity tearing up my lungs and digging a hole in my heart. There is not a day I do not think of you that someday you will co...

I AM WHO I AM
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September 8, 2016
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

Dear Tod,

Someday I will learn to forget you.
I will learn how to unfeel you. Unkiss you. Unlove you.
For a while, you brought joy to my dark world. You made me feel things I never thought I could reach within me. I was a lost cause when we met. The moment you said, "Don't think." I suddenly felt drowning in your kisses and torched by your touches.
But such passion is not meant to last. We all have our demons inside us we have to battle everyday. While I'm fighting for my loneliness not to consume me, you are fighting for your sanity.
You are so cruel. I was ready to move my world to be with you but you wouldn't let me care for you. You said you're fine on your own. Now I'm lost again and ...

HEARTS CAN MEND
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September 8, 2016
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

I knew when I kissed you,
You're never mine to behold.

I knew when I touched you,
You're never mine to take.

I knew when I saw you smile,
You're never going to love me.

I knew when I spoke your name,
You're going to break my heart.

I knew even before we met,
You're going to leave me.

SET THE MOOD
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September 7, 2016
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

Dear Doctor Who,

You don't know me but I know you. I've been watching you in my little black box sitting in front of my living room every morning and before I lie down at night. You remind me of my dear mentor; clever, loquacious and charming. But that's not the reason I watched you for the whole seasons five to seven.

You made me forget the reality I lived in. Somehow in the vast universe you lord over with the Tardis which can travel through space and time continuum breaking all the natural laws of the cosmos.
You made me love you more when you brought Amy and Rory into your life. Of all the billion stars in the galaxy what does it really matter if you don't have significant others t...

THE UNIVERSE
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August 24, 2016
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

Dear Wednesday,

I was late for Rania's class today. She caught my attention while pointing to her watch. I smiled because I never thought I will be missed. Gosh! I feel like a schoolgirl having a crush on her teacher.

P.S. I'm still blushing 45 minutes later. I love Wednesdays.

Lovingly yours,
M

ARTISTIC GYMNASTICS
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August 20, 2016
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

#stampstory

When God made me, He took a rib from you and perfected me. I was called woman thereafter because I'm said to complement a man, not to supplement him.

You may see me walking in the streets, covered with a colorful scarf. No, I do not cover my face nor do I hide from the world. It's the only way I can protect you from desiring what you cannot have because I belong to someone else.

You will hear me scream as I bring forth a child into this world, these are the screams of a forgotten past, an insurgence that cursed us both. Even while my pains multiply and you toil day and night, I became the mother of all living. It's my essence.

Throughout history, kingdoms have crumbled befor...

RANDOM ACTS OF POETRY - DAY
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August 17, 2016
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

#WIW

Whenever I see you something in me cowers and I swallow up my tongue. I write because I'm more fluent in writing than in speaking.

Sometimes you make me angry with your snide remarks and I'm thinking of hitting you back . I write because I'm more free in finding words to get back to you than in saying words I might regret.

How can I tell you I miss you? Not just your body but your beautiful mind as well. I write because I can choose words to strike a chord in you and don't have to know the double meaning in it.

There's a secret between us and in this society we live in, exchanging I Love U's is forbidden. I write because letters are the only way I can show you how glad I am to hav...

M
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August 17, 2016
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia

Dear friend,

I know how hard you have been crying and I know how hard you have been hiding away your tears.  I wish I could tell you that everything will be alright.

It breaks my heart to see you calm knowing there's a raging storm inside you. Nothing is so violent being overwhelmed with today's noise I forget how you yearn to be heard, yet no one listens to what you are not saying. Nothing is ever so unforgivable watching those eyes lose their catchlights and those lips lose their luster.

I'm glad you're writing again, it's the only way you can jot down those tears. I wish I could tell you everything will be alright.

P.S. Let's talk over a cup of hazelnut cappuccino sometime.

Lovingl...

LETTRS LATTE
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