Rape and torture victims. Please, let them die.
I wonder what my love would look like...
Time destroys me in its preciousness.
I love edonn.com. Don't ask me why, but I do. I am also proud of it, though due to the rather personal nature of some of my posts I'd rather not let anyone close to me (family and close friends) read my posts -- still, I don't actively stop them from viewing anything. I just... Continue Reading →
A discussion of things learnt from the recent headline-hogging news of Liu Hong Mei's death.
A pen. Lines. Maybe a picture. Maybe, just lines.
A short write on writing. My write of passage through writing you might say.
A poem dedicated to a girl I fell in love -- and it was all due to football! You might want to read The Vacuum in My Heart to learn the background behind this poem.