If a sidewalk could ever tell us stories.
a dose of poem in Tuesday noon.
I see her once more. There is something familiar from the way she smile: ear to ear. I see herContinue Reading
This is my favorite part of my house-featuring my favorite people on earth. This and they: home. Captured with iPhoneContinue Reading
The first time you cry Hipnotized me, o Baby Left me full of tears This is my first attempt atContinue Reading
I couldn’t give up, even if I have to. I don’t believe in miracle, even if I supposed to. IContinue Reading
To dream is to choose To dream is to be ready To dream is to sail an ocean,Continue Reading
It’s a fast respond for this post from one good friend of mine Courtesy of Gustilaya Riza H.O.N.E.S.T is aContinue Reading
W.E.I.R.D is how I call the way we communicate. You say B while your own eyes say Z. I screamContinue Reading