Share the story of a time you felt unsafe.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us SAFETY.
When you banged at my door I felt helpless.
I wept hidden underneath the covers of my fears.
I caught butterflies of dreams and moths of despair that flew around the tiny space of my universe.
I knew my presence was like a rotten splinter of wood pinching your side.
I was a mistake. A glitch on your otherwise perfect existence.
Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose / The more things change, the more they stay the same
Cześć. Jestem Piotr C. Jestem blogerem, pisarzem i opowiadam historie. Moja najnowsza powieść to OSTATNIE TANGO. Zatańcz ze mną.
This blog is always talking the talk! Meet RitujaBee, the ever enthusiastic extrovert. Join me in my ReleRant. It is true, When you've got a RitujaBee, flaunt it.
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