Thursday 7 February 2019. Night

There are certain things I know about myself: My surname means branches. My family comes from Latvia, but I was born and raised in Sweden. The family is build up of five brothers, and their families. I want to be a writer. My mother and father love me, and will always be there for me.... Continue Reading →

Fear and experience

My friends say: 'Jess, you know that film,┬áHe's Just Not That Into You?' My friends say: 'You can do better.' My friends say: 'What a bastard.' But they don't love you. They don't know that reason you were with me was for fear of being alone. They just think you're mean. But they don't know... Continue Reading →

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