Good morning, fire eater.

Tana and 22 years of age. A blog dedicated to writing.

New writing blog. Deleting this one because my e-mail for this account is expired:


Many years I’ve been a walking prism; many faces I reciprocate and reflect the people in my life. Sometimes I lay awake at night because thousands of my shadows are all slow dancing, and sometimes I feel like the moon because the world is asleep and I become the silver lining of the dark.

Who am I really? Sometimes they ask, and my answer falls in between the lines of not knowing whilst discovering. But you see, I feel invisible and people can see right through me, but not the very essence of my existence. Because we all see what we allow ourselves to see, and everyday I don’t quite see me at all.