There was a girl. Sleepy a lot of the time, she drank words like water. She was content, but needed to be stirred. Living, but not alive. So she wandered until suddenly there was a boy. Purely chilled, always thoughtful, content to sit in coffee shops and sip on dreams until the world ended. He … More Addicts


Nothing lasts in this world. Not love, not friends, no period of time. Everything has its own season, and its own purpose. To ensure our growth. To test our strength. To give us happiness. But when it’s over, we are left with the bitter taste of nostalgia in our mouths. Sometimes I wake with the … More Melancholia