HUM MDA DE Denice Tears That Called Themselves Rain My feet could barely move, as if bound by a heavy chain. My hands refused even the slightest motion. My voice escaped only in gasps…
MED SPR HUM LIF DE Denice How Come We Become the Antagonists of Our Own Lives? The realization that the person standing in the way of our happiness isn’t someone else — it’s ourselves.
MDA LIF DE Denice I Asked My Boyfriend If He Would Finish the List in My Notes if I Died It was meant to be a joke — until it wasn’t.
DE Denice I Thought Skills and Experience Would Increase My Value — Apparently Not Finding a job is already exhausting on its own. What makes it even more frustrating is realizing that some companies don’t seem to value…
MDA DE Denice A Letter from One of iGOT7 A personal story of growing up with GOT7 and finding comfort in K-pop fandom.
HUM LIF MDA DE Denice Me, In All Your Favorites You said you love the sun, but you seek shade when its rays hit your skin — even when it barely does.
HUM LIF MDA DE Denice Poison You were that someone I thought was capable of piecing back together the broken parts of me.
HUM LIF DE Denice The Struggle of Being More of a Writer, and Less of a Speaker It still puzzles me how someone can feel so articulate on paper, yet struggle to form coherent sentences when speaking out loud.