The Road

The road becomes ours instead of just mine, the journey becomes ours instead of just mine.

Taken care of

Facts never explain themselves, they just lay there waiting to be understood


Of togetherness, of joy, of love, of promises, of life.


Our beliefs are not outcomes of our reality, instead our reality is the outcome of our beliefs.


I always thought why the moon was always such a thing of wonder. We were writing allegories on moon, we…

Teen end crisis

I remember people telling me when turned thirteen to enjoy my teen years, but alas, its brutal out here!


A ritual which plaits two lives together.