What if tonight's the last night I talk to stars, What if it's the last one I breathe through? Would anyone care? Would anyone notice? Would anyone count, The last of my breaths? Would it matter, if I am no more? Or would it be a burden, gone off everyone's souls? Would anyone care if [...]
That was always her measure of the genuineness of a smile. She and her best friend once had a conversation where she had claimed she could pick all the genuine smiles in the hall. "How?" her best friend asked. "It's simple. A true smile reflects in the eyes." she would answer.
Call me crazy. Call me wind, Call me mad. Call me a gypsy soul, Call me a nomad!
I was a good child. Never too demanding. A rather caring one. As I grew up, that trait became more of an instinct. I would know when someone was going through a hard time. I would know when someone was hiding a dark secret. I would know when someone had cried the night before. I [...]
Having been down with sore-throat, the audio didn't come out too smooth. But hey, there's always next time. Thank you for the feedback on the last video. I worked a tad bit more on the video for this one. Cheers and peace! https://youtu.be/qpxz39mwAvU
Hello, everyone. I'm finally making a post after quite a while. This time, it'll be slightly different. Let me know by whatever means what you think about it! Peace. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FM2-F1ZSaSs
Alright, then. It's finally time. I've NEVER spoken about my Mom on a public platform or for that matter, I don't even talk about her with my friends or my family, because talking or even thinking about her feels worse than dying on being stabbed with the sharpest knife a one thousand and ninety-nine times [...]
Wilson relaxed back in the sofa, straightening the crease in his premium leather coat, taking a sip of the drink lying on the table next to him. "I want you to kill me." "I'm sorry..?" Matt almost spit through his open jaw.. He had heard Wilson was an overly pampered super-celebrity with a twisted head, but there probably truly wasn't a limit to how much of one he could be.
I remember how back when i was a kid, being 20, was what I thought the oldest somebody could get. Now that I am 20 (and 14 days, for that matter), things haven’t changed a lot. In fact, nothing feels different. I mean, other than the fact I’m no more a teen (and of course, [...]
Behind a smile so wide, She was breaking apart inside, Her feelings had started to shatter, She knew, to no-one she'll ever matter! She was never understood, No body felt what she felt, She hid under a yellow hood, And tried letting go of the broken pieces of glass she held. She sighed and cried, [...]