They hated each other before I was born.

920

August 5, 2015 0

I was a bird in my past life.

911

August 4, 2015 0

Sometimes, the rhythm of the machines remind me of your heartbeat– A light hum of a hello.

910

August 3, 2015 0

He was cold and I was warm; we seemed to balance perfectly. Until I met her.

909

August 1, 2015 0

I can’t see them anymore, as a matter of fact, I can’t see at all.

908

July 31, 2015 0

I got stuck in a tight place.

907

July 30, 2015 0

I hope to make my parents proud one day; They’re all I have.

912

July 29, 2015 0

We stopped playing games when we were three.

903

July 29, 2015 0

The pretty things aren’t the only things that need protecting.

919

July 28, 2015 0

“I don’t know where my soul is, I don’t know where my home is.”

906

July 28, 2015 0

Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.