Hello everyone, how have you been?
It feels weird that I stopped using HP and haven't been here for more than a year. I used to call it home and I left it unannounced.
A lot has changed during the past year and yet I feel a strange sensation on coming back here like going through an old album while you were on a cleaning mission.

Bloom anyway

You might love a monster it might even love you back but it doesn't change its nature

I felt a connection, did you too?

Writing is like swimming or riding a bicycle, you never forget how. But there are times when there's no pool or it's winter and everything's frozen (writer's block etc) but you wait till you're inspired, you go out and live, and then you come back, sit and write about it.

There's more to life than joy and happiness.
There's also sadness, pain, loneliness, hatred and despair that our tangled up into a mess like a cotton candy

I'm forgetting how to smile
My life is driven by my goals
More I move in their direction, the less focused I feel
I feel immense turmoil inside me, I want to be on the top but my results..
I want to cry but tears don't roll down,
I feel full all the time.
Nothing makes me happy.
I'm tired

Your existence only affects mine when you're not looking

Only if we could inject anti-biotics against feelings

You can’t control your thoughts and feelings -only your actions

Life is endless circle of confusion, unsaid feelings and anticipation.

Romance is sweet nothingness

People don't only get drunk over alcohol but everything they won't hesitate to love

How many times have you said it?
And How many times have you executed it?

You can forget the person but can you forget the feeling?