I am Unfinished!

Unfinished

Every one of us has a story to tell. It may be a happy one or a sad one. No matter how…but it is.

Some of your friends have nice stories of life, with smiling mom and careful father. Some of them did enough things for a life time, they get to expensive holidays, pocket money without asking for it, a big bad and a hot girlfriend. Some of them had the bad luck to work for every piece of bread as a young kid. Some go to university, some not. Maybe some of them lost their parents to early, or some don’t respect them even they have it. Some of them grow up in a small village surrounded of simple people, and others grow up in a crowded city with rich parents full of “to do” things.   Continue reading “I am Unfinished!”

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Coffee ME!

coffee love

Well, dear coffee… 

Your taste is like clouds in a cup and the break you give me is timeless. I owe you so much. Drinking you I had good vibes and holding a mug of you I had nice mornings. ❤ Continue reading “Coffee ME!”

emotions, letter to Adam,

From EVA to ADAM…

“After all these years I still see you everywhere. We meet again and again. Our story is like a carousel that spins in time. I can see you in him…and him…You started to change, you started to care more, but sometimes I can see in you, a monster. Continue reading “From EVA to ADAM…”

5 ways to pass the Blogging blank page :)

Do you know that weird feeling of blank page? I think we all do. That moment in a period of time when you are really empty of ideas. ♥

For those moments we try to find inspiration in every thing we see. We try to make connections between one small thing to another. Today I try to help you…the Blank page blogger 🙂

5 ways to creare blog posts Continue reading “5 ways to pass the Blogging blank page :)”

About “the dream”

 My challenge this Wednesday #WeeklyWednesdayPrompt,  

“Dream – Write something inspired by a recent dream you had… good, funny or a scary dream… just write.”

Somehow this is really a challenge for me, because I usually don’t  dream (or don’t remember). I do it rare and is a bit fearful I can say. My 99 % dreams are so deep and when I open my eyes I think they were real. My skin is all bumps, I am feeling could and threaten. Continue reading “About “the dream””