When colours lose their glamour and paintings become dull with sadness, when music can't create a circle of amusement and its tunes sound like a regular bell chiming, after you thought life is smiling at you, bringing you a warm tomorrow to look after, you come to conclude that it will only destroy you. But like our mothers used to say while tucking us to bed "You'll fully bloom after all the hardships."

jouska n. a hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head. Don't you hate that conversation that flies into your head that will never really happen in real life and you won't even get to experience what it feels like just as much as you hate that one word you should have said but it never passed your mind when you needed it, that truly cathartic conversation you wish you would have with that specific person, that analysis that comes across your mind but you can on no occasion say to anyone because nobody will ever understand the many tangled details it has, that one sentence that you could have said to demolish the person in front of you but you never did because your righteous conscience could never get a grip on such things or that scene you portrait in your head but you can never act in real life because you never tried the means by which you are supposed to be led to do so, eventually it just compensates the fact that you're so little and the world is too big, and you cannot dive in people's mind, heart or life and connect deeply to them more than your quota allows you to? Highest Ranking: #700 in Poetry

Everyone has fun on Halloween.. And so did I. A one shot/au for Halloween, Enjoy and Happy Halloween!🎃