in the story of my life, i am the villain. the worst kind of it. the sugar-coated-poison-pill kind of it. there’s an evil inside of me and i can’t get it out. guess it’s gotten inside of me when i was five or six, when i had that nightmare. i can remember it so clearly.… Continue reading six – villain
Long before The Reading Lights was closed, I remember sitting on one of their couches with some friends talking about books we struggled to finish. That day I ordered this drink that instantly caught my eyes; Neil Gaiman Latte. It was a mixture of latte and peanut butter, and I understood why it was named… Continue reading The Ocean At The End Of The Lane (2013)
Our bodies are very complicated. A lot of wiring and connections. A magnificent maze in such a compact form. But, heart is the most confusing one. I mean, sure everything in us can only work when the brain works, but this little heart… it has its own mind. Ok, don’t laugh. I knoooow this is… Continue reading five – heart
jumping off of a cliff 