13 reasons why.

13 reasons why. Love is an eight-year old, flying around and playing all the time. His favorite toy is a bow and arrows. I am so sorry, but his mother had failed to teach him that violence wasn't the answer, because every time she did, he'd pout and say 'But I make them feel happy'. … Continue reading 13 reasons why.

Family.

So every once in a while, I write something about my life in order to tell you what makes me an infinity, and to hear about what makes you an infinity. Tell me about your family! "Ohana means family. Family means no one gets left behind or forgotten." - Lilo and Stich When god made … Continue reading Family.

How to: Be poetry.

What makes you poetry? To love yourself, you need to realize you are poetry. Let me know in the comments section below. Enjoy! Hold a paw, and wake up to the woof or the meow of a furry cushion. Travel, to the closest grocery store open past midnight and buy that candy you used to … Continue reading How to: Be poetry.

Empty hearts.

So I tried something new in which I had to write the poetry in exactly a hundred words. Do read it and leave anything you'd like to say in the comments. "So, what does it feel like to be empty?" "Everyone is made of poetries, and to have that inside of you but no voice … Continue reading Empty hearts.

Addictions and lies.

Addictions and lies. One can be addicted to the wrong things. Here are some of my addictions. I'm addicted to coffee. There are more dirty mugs in my sink and empty coffee bottles in my dustbin than the number of people I trust. The first conversation I have in the day is with a steaming … Continue reading Addictions and lies.