Another day.
How long are you gonna scroll down?
Semicolon
Smile

For grief has always been so dear to you that you would make me writhing in pain in the brothel of your imaginations than to be playing with a bunch of balloons in the yard where I should have been."
"And may be that's why, you'd rather talk to me about this, than to write a story about me where I could live happily.

There is no window to look outside.
There is no window to look within.
Open the doors.

You realize you've forgiven people, your past and yourself when you don't speak bad about them anymore, even if you're encouraged to do so, even if you remember you were once brutally broken because of them...

you just move on, let go, let them be and let yourself be...

Social Media is like toothpaste: flavors, daily routine, doesn’t cost too much, there is always more.

People are easily intimidated when they decorate their home. They think it has to be one way. But there's no one way. It's your way, your style. At the end of the day, you have to live there. It's your cocoon, your nest. You have to be happy in it.