I hear people around me (maybe myself included, sadly) pointing out the obvious about other people's bodies. They're overweight, underweight, they eat too much, or too little. You can count their bones they're so skinny. They'd squish you they're so fat. And I wonder, are we really that narrow minded that we cannot hear the… Continue reading are we? is it? how?

hold me in your arms like all the the love is about to end and you have to capture just this one piece, as if the memory of this moment will have to last for all eternity. I am only asking you to give what I would give. I know I am unjust, because you… Continue reading please – I will

not because there's something wrong, but just because. because some days I feel too much. I feel like I need constant hugs, continuous kisses on the forehead, a puppy to nuzzle me with it's wet-cold nose, a kitty to sleep in my lap and a huge mug of chocolate milk. I feel like I need… Continue reading i feel like crying

The best way to describe the reason I like to write is better expressed in a song that I have fallen in love with. It’s called "2am - Breathe" and the part that really touched my feelings is as follows (written as I understand it, there might be some errors here and there) 2am and… Continue reading why I write