A short story I wrote for fun.

Don’t leave the room with misunderstanding.

Love urself d most.

There are problems of integration in some countries because there are people who do not like to talk with the local population. This is not acceptable. The better way today is to allow populations to talk to each other to understand each other.

The feeling of being seen and heard but now how its supposed to be received.

Trying to cope with rapid thought patterns and lack of sleep.

I will always love you for what you are.

A poem.

On friends turn into lovers.

During childhood days, you can do a lot of mischievious things because you just don’t understand how things work. Trouble does not come because you ask for it, but it comes any way and when you least expect it. We all have a time in our childhood when we feel that it was the worst day ever. At least it feels that way.