call me Arshie

I’m Arshia. I’m 22, and I’ve been hiding all my life.

Now, I’m making an effort to set myself free. To love myself the way I am, cheesy poetry included.

Word nerd, art addict and compulsive collector of everything from stationary, books, broken bits and bobs to illustrations and poetry.

This blog is a combination of my attempt to organise my obsessions, and share the words that haunt me.

For the time being, all you will see are my own words.
These are the words that keep me up at night. The ones that occupy all the space in my mind, and won’t leave till I’ve given them form.

These words bare my soul, so please be gentle and treat them with kindness.