It’s gotten to the point where I can express myself with poetry in my target language!! I’m proud of myself for that!
Voici la traduction (here is the translation):
The world,
It swallows me like a snake.
The left, the right,
Endless.
I close my eyes.
You’re here.
The world becomes smaller.
Halloween, Halloweenie, Bestieween …
Whatever you call it , it feels like Christmas to me.
Hello mutuals! Nice to meet you all , how do I look?
A day before my birthday and it was so special, but sadly couldn’t stop the tradition and cried all night long . Beer was so strong omg and that water looked so delicious I wanted to OceanGate myself in there. A fight in the middle of downtown…chef kiss.
I’m so happy I drank all night long having the best life -S
A roadside pond in Odisha, India, offers cooling waters, and red water lilies and sparkling pads add a touch of beauty. Photo: Atanu Paul
He took me to my first concert ever. Everything was so nice, I can still feel the joy of watching Lorde live. I felt relieved without my mother’s concerns behind and the awful deadlines.
Feeling sad and hopeless after that day was already written, I just felt worse knowing I had lived nothing in my life, nothing interesting to share nor to brag. - S
rome, italy, march 27th, 2018
I’m still thinking, what am I going to feel? A new undiscovered kind of sadness? Will I change physically? Nothing in these grounds are worth to stay for, but you. And once you leave, I don’t think I’m that strong to handle it.
Still taking advantage of no one reading this blog, am I still delusional? -S