"She's smiling, She looks happy, She's fine" ... We perverted any understanding of emotions ...They become as individualistic,
as vain as our contemporary reality.
PS: A piece inspired by the sui...
I was sat on top of a tiny dump truck when my mother finally arrived. The dump truck was black and so I was slowly being fried in the hot sun. "Son, I have arrived for you! I am terribly sorry for b...
Sometimes I get into these dark moods. I can't think straight, and my mind jumps to all kinds of conclusions. I don't like it, and I know it's not realistic, but I can't shut it down. I can't let go o...
She hurt me. She hurt me. Why did she do it in the first place? Why does it bother me so much? This peice of writing is about the pain that I felt after one of my most beloved friends betrayed me, and...