Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.

Sadness is a vice.

Love has no gender.

love walk two moons

Dimka, not you too.

Zapped while zipping.

Forget him. Forget him.

Love can't be limited

pain demands to be felt..

pain demands to be felt..

And empty words are evil.

It's OK not to be OK.

The darkness is my kingdom

The darkness is my kingdom

i was a prisoner of events