Whispers
The Breeze blew stronger than usual. It was a dull, grey day and the heavy slate tinted clouds were hanging deep over the wild foaming...
Walking on Memory Lane February 2015
It’s only February but I feel its even middle of the year. I am already exhausted, not really but I already feel my strength strained. It...
The Wave
Men are all the same! Everywhere! Even in my world. First they lovey dovey you and then when it comes to it, they leave you, with all the...
