Stories of how envy made me who I am. Continue reading Tales of Cancer
The scarcity of chance did prove the guilt of the lousy thousand’s empire built. As the silence dropped to the nest of darkness, the fragility heightens in the search of caress.
As I sit in my solitary confinement in this long cold night assignment, I face the north unsure if true -with the voiding darkness in the vast big blue. Continue reading The lost dream of Cancer
…And there I was ranting about ‘Oggy and the cockcroaches’ and how the producers turned such antagonistic creatures into protagonists (in a children’s show!) when here I am, madly in love with the demonic femme fatale Mirajane Strauss of Fairy Tail. Continue reading My satanic love for Mirajane Strauss