again was I reminded that love separated by time is the most heartbreaking to bystanders. the love at first sight might be just a tool, pretty cliche, used to quickly finish the story with a short 50 minutes. but the attraction, the struggle, the final overcoming of the views and opinions of others were so real and all the more tear-stimulating ( Read more... )

the lipstick remained sealed, untouched, unused ever since it was bought ( Read more... )

She was a strange girl.

She was an ordinary girl.

She was always looking ahead at a point in the horizon or upwards at the sky, not blankly, but as if something was there and it’s coming. Often, she held her neck in one position for so long that for days it hurt when moved even slightly. When asked what exactly she was looking at, she smiled and ( Read more... )