There is a devil in his passion. Fire in his eyes, ice in his look. The good is in his heart, the bad in his soul. He is bitter at glance, sweet in depth. Darkness within, light outside. He is tenderness covered, roughness uncovered. Soft embrace, he’ll bite you in his clutch. There is something… Continue reading Bite.


You are either with me forever, or not with me at all. Today we have twitters and instagrams to follow, instead of our ideas and thoughts. What someone ‘posted’ seems to matter more than what somebody said. It is a fake world we live in. Made of wireless relationships and computer-through feelings. Your friends and… Continue reading disgust