Self hate, self torture or simply stupidity

So you think he loves you?

How do you fit such big ideas in such a small body?

What makes you think he can even look at you again?

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Stranger that’s who you are to me

We are yet so close but you are still a stranger to me

Memories of long night talks, laughter and joy is all I am left with

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Dare to write

A year ago I created this blog. I decided it will be my voice, my way to find out about what I value most and what are my driving forces.  Continue reading “Dare to write”