Hiding
Written by Jacob Ibrag She says I’m picky, unable to see what’s right in front of me. That I’m plagued with my shades of gray mentality. She bathes in perfection, sheltered by her innocence. The broken observe through aContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag She says I’m picky, unable to see what’s right in front of me. That I’m plagued with my shades of gray mentality. She bathes in perfection, sheltered by her innocence. The broken observe through aContinue Reading
7/9/2016 “Every morning the gazelle wakes up knowing she must run faster than the lion or will be dead. Every morningContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag There’s a part of me that wonders if I’ll ever see her again, then there’s another part that hopes I never do. ItContinue Reading
7/8/2016 “It takes courage, to endure the sharp pains of self discovery rather than choose to take the dull painContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag It was over the moment she locked lips with those that weren’t his. Wasn’t planned, never really is. He wanted to know why she reciprocated, did sheContinue Reading





