mylifeaskirsten12 yearI tasted a cube of loneliness until it became addicting. -12 year old me in a big city.May 10, 2020May 10, 2020
mylifeaskirstenYou grandpa…You walk away inch by inch, You burn our pictures with our incredible memories. You scattered every piece of me, You left with me with…May 1, 2020May 1, 2020
mylifeaskirstenLost WriterYou cut my hands but you didn’t stab my eyes and that is worst.Nov 28, 2019Nov 28, 2019
mylifeaskirstenMy skin is a map of untold cities, oceans of longing, islands of sufferings and mountains of hope.-Life with PsoriasisJul 20, 2019Jul 20, 2019
mylifeaskirstenThey asked me how are you.Again, they asked me about your condition. Knowing that your heart is still alive. Except that it’s beating for new people. But you don’t…Jun 30, 2019Jun 30, 2019
mylifeaskirstenWhen I was a kid you taught me how to count without telling me that it’s your foot steps that I…-Grandfather, when you married a promiscuous woman.Jun 28, 2019Jun 28, 2019
mylifeaskirstenCuttingMy skin is like a paper, waiting for me to write in it.May 15, 2019May 15, 2019