12 Pockets of Advice a.k.a. 12 Ways To Not Let Life Kill You [Guest Post]

  1. Those nights out or in with your friends, taking you away from your responsibilities when you so desperately need to pay attention to them, are not going to make you smile when you are wondering why you and the group drifted apart. Friends build each other up. Friends look out for each other and study together, or, friends make sure you study too. Friends are not supposed to have fun with you all throughout college or university then dump you when “real-life” calls. Those people have always lived without realism, just the kind of people you should stay away from.
  1. Even if you think people you care about don’t care about what you do for them, do it anyway. Whether it is your family or significant other. Because when you’ve had enough, your conscience is clean- suddenly why do you have to care about undeserving people anymore?
  1. Have a degree of selfishness- because years of selflessness and then the sudden downhill slope realization that you must be selfish- will kill you.

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It’s Never Too Late… For A Selfie!

It’s never too late for a new blog post either!

For those of you who love to participate in the Weekly Photo Challenge as much as I do you may notice how the title relates to the fact that I haven’t been blogging for two weeks but I really want to remedy to that by still giving a shot at one of the challenges I missed which was ‘Selfie’.

1st take:

selfie with Teddy

You can actually find this photo on my Instagram. Follow me @dkwaye !

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The Art Of… Writing To Myself

Hey! As you might have noticed, I am temporarily taking a break from my ‘Unpredicted’ series since I’m in the middle of the final exams period, which led me to get depressed before it started, then when it started I actually got sick and it just became a mess in my head… Nevertheless I happened to get inspiration for song lyrics, which you can enjoy here, but then I got a little depressed again and stressed and left alone in the past weekend because of more revision work…

And that’s – weirdly – how I got to develop a new little hobby: writing letters to my younger self.

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