Colourfulheart
Writing has always been my gravity. What started in simple exercise books as a private escape has grown into a lifelong thrill—a need to pour every emotion onto the page. Whether I’m documenting the raw truth of my day or weaving heartfelt fiction, my work is driven by the exhilaration of being free. You’ll find that my stories, real or imagined, are fueled by that same pulse. This is my creative heart, laid out in every color for you. PS: Don’t hesitate to write me. I don’t claim ryts 2 d pic
Recent posts
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My Favourite Drink
⎯ 👏1You were like my wine I would thirst, drink, get drunk and fall in love with you… You were one I could call up – Slake my thirst, that’s how I wouldn’t keep my anticipation any longer I would give in. God, sometimes it was impossible to read this man… …he was just like my wine, getting finer by minute. I was in danger. I’d lose myself to him … but my body would always shudder in response. I’d adm…
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Messages To Her
⎯ ❤️1I am staring right up into the night sky, trying so hard to swallow the pain. Bury it, ignore it, avoid it at all costs. I was never good at hiding what I felt; I used to face it head-on, even if it meant being called weak or told, “she’s on the feels with me.” Back then, it didn't matter. I knew that feeling everything would make me free, molding me into someone strong and wise. And yet, I’ve g…
