We live in a world that loves to define us. From the moment we step out into society, we’re handed molds to fit into—how to talk, how to dress, what...Read more

--- In the quiet of night, death looms near, A shadow, a whisper, a tremor of fear. It's the end, they say, inevitable and dark, A journey into the ...Read more

In the dance of mixed signals we sway, One moment close, the next astray, His eyes speak volumes, yet his actions deceive, Leaving me lost, unsure w...Read more