blood drops
My past is full of blood drops. Sometimes i need to be shaken to see them again. And i remembered tonight a saying: “for each thing you gain you loose one of the...
Read More →My past is full of blood drops. Sometimes i need to be shaken to see them again. And i remembered tonight a saying: “for each thing you gain you loose one of the...
Read More →is being different so bad? not acting or thinking like the others? or not reacting as supposed to? is sometimes behaving like a child so bad? or cursing like a man? or enjoying...
Read More →I’ve discovered last weekend one of the absolute truths: EVERYBODY KNOWS SOMEBODY WHO HAS A FRIEND THAT KNOWS VLAD MEREUTA. Yeap, that’s true! I have at least 5 of them. The surprise came...
Read More →or life is full of “automatism”. we always know how tall a step is when climbing it, we never tumble. when entering a door we always know how tall it is or if...
Read More →everything that has a beginning has an end. one of my worst fears. sometimes a years lasts 14 months. this is how long it takes sometimes to end a thing the second time…...
Read More →the stairs in the mall have eyes…and whispers and souls. they have hands holding present bags and the much wanted shoes. they have souls full of hope, promises to keep and break. ...
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