What do I think about? Is it love or my family? Or is it a wonder trip and all-nighters? I think of rainbow unicorns, with soft wavy hair like my mother used to have, and a horn that sharpens as a spiral, much like my thoughts. It has eyes like me father's, and crooked teeth … Continue reading Inside my head.
"Everybody knows that the war is over. Everybody knows that the good guys lost." - Sigrid Day one. She felt the walls around her collapse, her eyes refused to dry, her lips could not stop quivering, and she was unable to move. So, she sat on the floor, her back against the bathroom door and … Continue reading The war has ended.
The number in the first two statistics are true and have been taken from here and here. This is here to spread awareness, and not to degrade or leave out men. Smile everyone! Also, leave a comment telling about what problems any one of you have faced. One in every six women has been sexually … Continue reading The one with women.
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.
This is probably the shortest poem I've written so far, but I really liked the concept and wanted to do it. I hope you enjoy this and share it! Here is a list of things she smelled of: Sunlight. Beginnings. Expensive perfume. Hot chocolate. Feelings. and a list of things she looked like: A crisp … Continue reading A list of things about her.