Snowblesky Stories

Tears spill from the lids of my love blinded eyes and I am caught once again between my truth and your lies -Savannah

Let me be lost in the jungle of your deep dark eyes or let me perfectly mingle my silence with your cries. -Vicky David

And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you manage to survive. You won't even be sure if the storm is really over. But one thing is certain.. When you come out of the storm, you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm is all about. -Haruki Murakami-