I read to forget my pain,but I find myself writing only to remember my ugly deepest pain , cause,I can't understand myself, I think I don't really know me nor myself , but I still have that spirit of searching ND the will of finding answers , hoping I can fix a little part of wht have been destroyed in me ...
I'm the Coldest girl ever, i'm Cold as
a forgiveness kiss over white forehead of A dead person , nobody hopes for a cold girl to Spears love around her , (AB +) girl
doesn't give a Damn ,she just born to take not to give 👽
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Stories by kaouthar
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لا اعلم لماذا لا تجدي الحياة معي نفعا مهما حاولت إغراىي و انتشالي و جذبي لها، لكنني لا أحبذ رؤيتها و انبذ ايا...
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What About My #Life !
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Not a story ,but words are coming from my reality ND my life..hope u guys feel my words ,and find the real me...