And here in front of them is…everything and yet nothing.

An indistinguishable coffin with shoelace in it.

This is what they searched for. But how can it be? The shoelaces are exactly the ones that they had made for themselves. No one could ever have them. And yet,now,they are looking at them in a coffin....

He looks fastly around himself,trying to see if he had took everything he needs with him. And in his mind,he does. At least for now. The boy leaves,and in his background,in the house,forgotten on a small table which is almost at the entrance of the house sits a few keys left from his grandparents. They had left the keys as a reminder that there is always a way to get what you want,as there are mul...

Moonflowers -plants that only blooms only the light of the moon,as it even wear it’s name. The leaves are like a 3-leaf clover,but this time,with a white colour like snow,but well,they can also be pink

Iike a beautiful rose....

Every day,every night,in every moment,the sun and the moon wants each other. They struggle to get together,but it is impossible. Almost.

Until the Eclipse is happening,they can just dream of being next to the other,and when it is happening,they are still not together.

From the earth,it seems like they are together,but they are not. And yet,for a few times,they pretend to be....

To stop carrying

is like having

something off your chest.

It is like

starting to live

for yourself

and not for everyone else.

When they stop carrying,

the become more

comfortable,and relaxing.

Only to care about yourself

is not evil or selfish,but it means love

to love yourself

means to care no more.

To stop carrying

is like having

something off your chest....

I make it out alive. I escaped,but my soul will always be there. I had lost it there. I shake my head. No,I didn’t. My soul is still there,but my innocence or my belief that everyone is good and pure are gone forever.

In this place,I have seen people dying and death people. This city is known to be hunted for so long,and yet,nobody told me why. After this,I understand. Now,I understand it so de...

Even if it may be hard to admit,houses,or buildings in general,keep the most memories of humans and civizations. These are the examples that we were always the same,and yet,we are so different.

These places are ruines of where people lived,and the another example that everyone can forget about you if you don’t do something memorable enough.

Houses are full of memories,but so many times,the...

I wish,and I really wish -or not really- that I would be able to write it. But I can’t. Why not? Well,I don’t have someone that I love,but I have something that I love.

My lover is my passion. My lover is writing.

I love writing with all my soul. It consume me whole,and at the same time,it complete me.

Writing is everything for me. I love all forms of writing. I love this action in all of...

To my past self

who didn’t know how to love herself.

Life is beautiful when we

live

and don’t only survive,

and when we smile.

We had learnt how to love

everything in life.

We had found a hobby,

which slowly became an obsession fastly,

but a healthy

one,and it make us happily.

Little things are beautiful,

but only after we learnt how to love.

I healed us,

even if it was hard.

I did it for us...

The person has such a mysterious aura.

Their eyes are hollow and their other facial features don’t exist.

Their body is beautiful.

They are so beautiful,but I heard at some point,while I was younger,that the body doesn’t matter if you are ugly.

But how can you decide who someone faceless is?

The person is indeed kind and so,so smart. They used to always answer in class and to hav...