This happens and this might happen again when sometimes despite of all your efforts and good intentions you’re gonna lose. You’re gonna lose one of the dearest thing you could ever possess. Yes! The dearest one – perhaps this is how it would have to happen and this would be the one and only thing […]Read More Reminder to self
When the day turns to grey, And the sky starts to fuse in dark. Wander in cities, to see the gold hoard burning within people made up of pure rust.Read More Night in Cities
People who find association when surrounded with worn things, desolated, abandoned places and wrecked souls. Their hearts flee ages ago when they ramble across the pages of hundreds of years old books, they embrace the same feelings, imagine the same faces and start to live in the same situations. People who discover the old within […]Read More My kind of people.
This dire feeling of not being enough has always been ruinous to people. Ravaging their souls inside, Leaving only the pieces of flesh intact. AdvertisementsRead More This Feeling
She is deliberately difficult to interpret; more and much they would ever imagine. Vacuous and expressive, both austere and genial completely, lewd often and decent too. All, they ever wished for and refrained from. AdvertisementsRead More She
When being in a battle with your mind for something and grinding yourself into the Shards every day; Is less painful than letting it go. Then for you; Giving up is much harder than whipping yourself up repeatedly. AdvertisementsRead More Just words.
“Gone” she uttered, while staring the void in the darkness. Her gaze was filled with despair and head resting on the side of her comfy chair. She seemed entirely lost in the desolation with a racing heart, gasping in absolute panic and frighten as on the verge, just about to fall. Her lips slightly moving, […]Read More Sufferings