My doubts

This imperfect body of yoursis nothing morethan just a host for your soulthere is an unseen beautydripping from withinso take the brush of self-loveand paint it all over your skinbecause you are the comfort of heavenand the ease of Edenin you lies a garden of solaceyou may not be the prettyyou’ve always craved to bebecause … Continue reading My doubts

The art of confusion

Sometimes I think I'm dumb, but then I have to remind myself that I'm a student majoring in biochemistry. To say that I've received all A's would be a lie. I've failed countless times but here I am trying to write a paper on Carl Schmitt. I know, this has nothing to do with biochemistry, … Continue reading The art of confusion