begin again

“everyone has a chapter they don’t read out loud” – anonymous

this is how it all started

It all started years ago, when by chance, I started reading blogs (both strangers and friends). Each blog I read felt like a doorway to a unique reality, a realm distinct from my own. It was a journey in to the diverse narratives that make up our world – a virtual exploration of fantasies and reality. With that, I began writing and to my delight amassed a large subscriber base (over 10,000 – thank you so much for being a part of my journey, I mean this from the bottom of my heart). But sometimes, growth leads to redirection. I decided to take a step back from writing, not because of the numbers, but because it lost its meaning for me. What started as a cathartic release transformed into a mundane chore. Quality over quantity, authenticity over popularity. It was time for a new chapter in my life.

After a hiatus, I now share my own stories, hoping to add a chapter to this collective narrative. The pw to the protected posts as of 2.4.25 is 6789998212. The password is subject to change at any time, so stay tuned. Thanks for stopping by and spending a bit of your time here. It truly means a lot a lot that you chose to visit my little corner of the internet.

just rojie

blogger

wander often, wonder always

  • i don’t know what i don’t know

    LINK: i don’t know what i don’t know Currently listening to: Somebody That I Used To Know – Gotye feat. Kimbra You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadnessLike resignation to the end, always the endSo, when we found that we could not make senseWell, you said that we would still be friendsBut…

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  • hospital of emotions: fifth floor – sadness department

    LINK: hospital of emotions: fifth floor – sadness department Preface: hospital of emotions: sixth floor and fifth floor – joy department Room 25: There is a kind of knowing that only grief can teach, depth that joy, in its brightness, cannot reach. This work does not ask you to heal. It asks you to stay,…

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  • hbd

    LINK: hbd Of all your birthdays, which one was your favorite? And why? Prompt created by yours truly. Feel free to use any prompts for August that I post and/or tag me.I’d love to read your responses I’ve had a few good birthdays as an adult, not so much as a child though. This year was a…

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