Live carps at the market – short story
I simply can’t stand people’s desensitization. The fact that animals have been exploited for thousands of years doesn’t mean it’s right. Continue Reading
It ain’t whatcha write, It’s the way atcha write it.” – Jack Kerouac
I simply can’t stand people’s desensitization. The fact that animals have been exploited for thousands of years doesn’t mean it’s right. Continue Reading →
In today’s globalization, cultural differences have blurred, besides touristic idiosyncrasies that are kept alive for fun’s sake. Continue Reading →
A boy dragged a dead frog on a string till he got to a brothel. Once inside, he said: -I want a woman. The madame came and said: You’re too young to be here. -How much for a girl? -It’s… Continue Reading →
Love, such a simple word, as clear as life, as powerful as death. To hold it in your hand and give it away silently, instead of announcing it just to keep it for yourself. Love is caring when there are… Continue Reading →
What do I have to say that mother hasn’t told you already: Do what you really want in life; there are many ways to earn money. Don’t hurt girls, and let love come by itself. What can I tell you… Continue Reading →
I live in isolation, because I’m too antisocial for the rest of people.
I recurrently dream of being kidnapped. Continue Reading →
Lost you lost me, Continue Reading →
That little fish jumped in the net Continue Reading →
She is dead Continue Reading →
Come, sleep, and take me, I’m hopelessly calling, your arm is my only rest from sorrow. Come to my aid now, I’m useless, a nobody, an atom with no bond, just take me away…. To start again a new orphan… Continue Reading →