Every time he tries to fly high, but his memories always hold his broken wings.

The time between good night to good morning, all poetries are mentioned by her with his love and their good memories.

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There are some places you can't visit anymore, poetry and writings take you there.

addiction and expectation for the attraction = social media

For few matters you need to be solo, for some matters you need soul mate and for many matters you need society,

Humanity? Don't be silly. I know. It is knocking down your fellow-men for the sake of your own happiness.

So far gone am I in the dark side of earth, that its other side, the theoretic bright one, seems but uncertain twilight to me.

Everyone have a game, everyone is playing in his own game and his own game he is the king the others are the other figures from the chess.

Baking cookies is comforting, and cookies are the sweetest little bit of comfort food. They are very bite-sized and personal.

My themes will not be far-fetched. I will tell of homely every-day phenomena and adventures.

The truth is this is a very dangerous world.

I was born at night, but not last night.

Broadway has the most savvy audience anywhere. They see everything and they know their theater. As sophisticated and subtle as you think you can be, the houses you get here will want something finer.

She’s my mate; that makes her mine. Forgetting that will see your neck no longer serving its purpose.” “I love it when you talk dirty,” she purred. “Give my regards to Lindsay.