Posts

What i wasnt told.

I was on a break- till I broke.

So (so) Many Things

Because nobody reads my blog anyway

Is it a lot?

To love or to let go

Love a mortal.

What It Felt like

Hue of You

In silence

You keep your days, the nights are mine.

So Comes The End

Not An Issue

hands of an angel

Going Going Gone

The Hint

Like Me

Cold

Stand still

One of them days