Is there a certain snack you like to eat while writing?Not going to lie, I'm seriously not picky. However, got to say a big cup of tea or coffee is a BIG must. And a packet of biscuits would… Read More
You don't know what it is, but something keeps reminding you of him. Maybe it's the couples walking past, hand in hand; it could even be the sand beneath you, moulded around your body like a… Read More
Here I stand, forgiving myself for the times I have felt like I am not good enough.Here I stand, forgiving myself for the times I have ever looked in the mirror and wished I was somebody els… Read More
© zoriah/www.zoriah.comSeven bottles in and he had never felt lonelier. The numb feeling was beginning to give way to something a little darker and a hell of a lot more sinister; s… Read More
12.52His death was announced at 12:52 and it felt like I hadn't had a chance to take a breathe since. The thought of never seeing him again, never hearing his voice makes my chest tighten&nb&hell…Read More
A soft smile had played on his mouth throughout the evening, only disappearing every now and then when he raised his drink or cigarette to his lips. She could have spotted him a mile o… Read More
The lipstick stains on his bedsheets were a strong reminder of the girl who once laid there on the bed beside him. Then again, so was the necklace on the chest of drawers across the room and… Read More
It wasn’t that hard for her. Not leaving the bed, that is. The one arm that supported her head and the other that had been thrown carelessly across her waist kept her safely grounded i… Read More
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