Memories of forgotten echoes,
heard your thoughts a dream ago.
A tame display of hearts, hand in hand,lonely and empty, I’m all out of promises. 15 more words
People around us always like to ask what would we do and why.
Many times I found answering these questions a bit stressing, most of the time we could only answer “I don’t know.” Until sometimes, I realized I am actually doing that to many people around me too, asking them questions. 309 more words
I remember reading once that Neil Gaiman had tubs of black clothes in his closet, where each tub corresponded to a specific waist size. Recently I’ve been really varied in my sizes – even between days – and originally I thought I’d have to do something similar just to keep track. 111 more words