One day we will meet each other for sure, when the stars will be out shining & bright but envious – of our light. Then we both will sit together and feel all the tiredness we had in searching for each other, our sad, weary hearts will start to talk and the silence will scream. […]Read More Same as before we set apart.
You’re Perfectly Imperfect With All Your Fears And Scars. And This Is What Makes You Real In This Delicate,Rusty World Of Pale Gold That’s Breaking Apart.Read More You’re Perfectly Imperfect.
Most of them often wonder the sadness of emptiness, the sadness of loneliness and the sadness of being lost. The sadness that spreads all over, the sadness that keeps flowing like blood and penetrates into the veins. The sadness that covers everything out even in the illuminating days and the sadness that howls under the […]Read More The sadness they don’t know, the sadness they can’t see.
And we have the power to save ourselves from the bad in this brutal world, and its only us who hurt ourselves badly.Read More Indeed we hurt ourselves badly.
Real women are unique, passionate and graceful. More attracted towards respect and compassionate. They know how to be delicate, feeble and endure the pain. While being bold, valiant and brave same time. They love to be in love from head to toe, and they know how to be sour sometimes.Read More Real Women.