Tag Archives: myself

Tick-tock

Tick-tock The clock is ticking A day Few hours Few minutes Until the big day The big day is by all means Not my wedding Not The big day But my big day My birthday! The day I turn 29 Twenty nine My twenties are almost over I only have one last year And then […]

It was part of the fantasy

“For some it wasn’t perfect, for others it was totally wrong, for me it was the fantasy …” It was seven years ago, when I was a child. I was naive, and I wanted to learn. I was eager and passionate, and I had no idea how to learn. I’d known I was a special […]

When I was a pretty girl

I was aware of my own deep desires. I knew what kind happiness I wanted. When I was a pretty girl, I was young and nice. Sweet. I never wanted to hurt myself. I was pretty back then. I was clean and my heart was clear. No history, no dark, filthy, and hideous secrets to […]