Their love was like his favourite chocolate - dark and bittersweet. The taste lingered long after it was over. #mystory #chocolate
Thursday, April 28, 2016
Saturday, April 23, 2016
#mystory
I'm unwell, he'd say. He couldn't reveal his bleary eyes were due to staring at his phone all night, waiting for the tick marks to turn blue #mystory
He spent his life wandering, looking to rescue his princess. When he found her he realized the dragon he had to slay was himself #mystory
"How can I let my demons go?
They held me when nobody would" #mystory
He spent his life wandering, looking to rescue his princess. When he found her he realized the dragon he had to slay was himself #mystory
"How can I let my demons go?
They held me when nobody would" #mystory
Tuesday, April 12, 2016
Wednesday, January 20, 2016
Monday, January 4, 2016
Saturday, December 19, 2015
Lost forever
A bud appears, blooms and
blossoms with time, withers and fades away. Such is the law of nature. Once in
an unfortunate while, a dark wind blows, and a fragile, fragrant rosebud
vanishes, uprooting the lives of many - crushing hopes, destroying dreams,
shattering hearts ... leaving behind a soul consuming void.
It is perhaps life's cruelest irony that it takes an irreplaceable loss for us to value what we already have - everything we take for granted
It is perhaps life's cruelest irony that it takes an irreplaceable loss for us to value what we already have - everything we take for granted
Tuesday, December 8, 2015
Unspoken Words
Unspoken words and thoughts drop like autumn leaves to the
forest floor of the consciousness, to join others fallen before – to yellow,
wither and decay and be trampled underfoot by the passage of time
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