Sometimes it helps to see other people smile.
I wish I could say that I'm that girl. But not yet.
Golden soul and dark thoughts don't mix. Take care after your soul.
What would I think if I would walk by some dangerous men? Find out in this short poem.
The everlasting fight between the Night and Day. Will we finally understand or will they both devour us?
On boosting confidence and why it matters.
On our understanding of universe.
How does it feel to lose someone when they just walk away? Here are my thoughts.
Night is a friend of mine even if unwanted one.
You are still special. It hurts, but you are still my special person. And you probably always will be. I'm sorry it had to end this way.