~ trinitygr89 ~

Closed culture systems of ideas, hopes and behaviors. Fields of thoughts. Equilibriums of memories. Composted minds. Rechargeabl...

Rejection is like a potential grey sky on a summer day when you have your day off and you want to go to the sea. You don't expect it...

I am the lonely shipwreck that stands at the end of the world. I get eaten day after day by the untamed waves of the dark blue ocean. Every...

I got used to you not being here. And I got used to wake up and not finding you with my hand. I got used to drink my coffee black and not...

Millions of routes. Up and down the street, inside the bus, in the cars, on foot. Millions of possible routes to follow. Destr...

I walked along the river today, on this green and full of trees street. The one that I always met you going to work when I was leaving, and...

Caught your glance across the room. You looked at me and I looked at you. It was like looking at a mirror. As if we are one person. One ...