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A Tribute to Everyday Heroes. To be honest, I was a little confused on what to write about. 7 Signs That You Are in a Toxic Relationship.

A fluid state of being with a memorable trail, through a river full of thoughts I sail. I look into the mirror. The irony of it consumes me. And yet, all I see is me. I ruffle my hair to see a change. Finally a reflection of my emotion. My eyebrow quivers, my eyes a silver molten.

She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live. Darling, come take a look! How the world helped me heal-I. Loving me will not be easy. How the world helped me heal-I. Loving me will not be easy. Before you tell me those three words, let.

The Feathers In My Cap. One More on the Way. And if you are asking about the reason for creating another one, I have no idea. Drop in by, guys. All through out my brain.

My life! The Brain behind the Blog. Are you sighing too? January 12, 2017. Trying to conjure up moments while I gather up as many memories as I can.

You thought you saw me all. But there are shadows still in the dark. Tracing back to a void. But still a part of me. That is hard to reveal,. And so we land up. We are stories we live. But also those that were never. In eyes that saw dreams.