She dances, and dances her way out, of life’s every malfunctioning shout.
This time, I’m gonna escape from my Escape and come back to reality, and make my life, each day of it, so beautiful, that there’ll never ever be a need for an Escape. Image source : My gallery
Hope.. to some day see the child in me roll down that small hill in the park again.. Hope.. to lie down under those millions of tiny twinkling dots and dare to dream big with open eyes again.. Hope.. to have a laugh that pains my tummy and others’ ears again.. Hope.. to let go… Continue reading Hope
What if I tell you that I hurt myself recently? I'm sure your judgment alarms have started blaring up with this one sentence only. Do you still wanna listen what I have to say? Everybody doesn't understand how and why some people physically hurt themselves. They are correct in stating that they themselves, like every… Continue reading Self-harm