VALENTINE FROM MY OWN POINT OF VIEW
For a long time, Valentine's Day always made feel awkward to the point of not knowing how to describe what I felt. Not angry. Not bitter. Just……
For a long time, Valentine's Day always made feel awkward to the point of not knowing how to describe what I felt. Not angry. Not bitter. Just……
The bus was not empty, it was in a strange place, but not too full, so everyone could be scattered out as though you did not really want anybody to have you. An unoccupied seat…
Image is ai generated Naomi smiled, extending her hand to Raymond. I accept your friendship, she said, but I have got a couple of conditions. No strings attached, I just need…
The beginning and the end. The human urge to defy death, contemplating death. A third-person perspective, seeing others move toward the end. Image…
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