Enchant the stars and enjoy every one of them, admire it, give it a name! Tomorrow will not be there, take advantage of this wonderful evening to admire them, count them. Maybe it's trivial or useless, but as you should admire the stars so you should do with the people around you. Every man is… Continue reading Stars
We often try to be what we are not. We do this to be cool or to impress. But you will one day ask yourself "Who am I?" And the answer will be "Nobody!" Because you fought to show something fake, something that did not exist. Today I realize that perfection is me, without change,… Continue reading It’s me, I’m perfect!
This question has long haunted my adolescent. In a while I thought the real woman was washing, ironing, making food, and so on. Then I learned that a real woman is addicted to the man in her life, this man being considered the "head" of the relationship. But today I realize that a real woman… Continue reading “How is a real woman? “
Green eyes ! Maybe you have buried your soul and you can go down to other souls, but your eyes are empty, sad soul. The look of regret, lost in the unknown, makes you weak. Big and green eyes do not let you trick you, it does not let you forget that before you were… Continue reading Green eyes !
I promise ! "Promise me that you will always stay with me!" he promised to smile and left me smiling. He left without worrying that at that moment he was still, and without him I was blind and incapable of knowing that everything was over. He trampled all over, starting with my dignity and ending… Continue reading I promise !
Monster ! Life is the bitch, it hits you when your world is dearest and nobody will see suffering from your eyes. Everyone, like the hyenas, will break from you, believing that you will never stand up forever, and you will never have the power to avenge you. But you, the naive soul of a… Continue reading Monster !
Loneliness is a necessity, we need it to heal our wounds. After a war with yourself, loneliness is the best medicine. I watched whole nights watching the glass by counting stars and listening to music, trying to make me understand that it was not as he says, trying to prove myself as a fighter. But… Continue reading My Heart