There are times when I think I'm over you. And there are times when I don't know Where to hide and cry - For not all pillows muffle my sobs, For not all walls contain my screams, For not all... Continue Reading →
“But Mumma, what was Anne Frank’s fault? Why was the police looking for her?” What would you tell your child? Anne Frank’s fault was that humans place race and religion over humanity?Anne Frank Huis — whattheeyessee
He longs for a day, Just a day when she is his. He longs for a day, When she gives him herself and not the scraps. And till such day, He watches from a distance, And lives on the scraps.