I wrote for nearly six hours. When I stopped, the dark mood, as if by magic, had folded its cloak and gone away.

I wrote for nearly six hours. When I stopped, the dark mood, as if by magic, had folded its cloak and gone away.

I have butterflies in my stomach.

How can two people love each other, create children together, cohabitiate, build a life together, and then end up hating each other in the end.

The person that loves the least, controls the relationship

courage is simply fear that has said it's prayers!

This scene may disturb you, so you have to pay attention.