Sade Andria Zabala's Blog, page 576
July 16, 2014
Note to self: Stop finding new things to hate. Be grateful. Be satisfied.
Note to self: Stop finding new things to hate. Be grateful. Be satisfied.
I was having the period blues and was very sad that Claus would...
I was having the period blues and was very sad that Claus would be leaving for Denmark in two weeks and was frustrated at my writer’s block, so he agreed to write a poem with me to make me feel better.
He wrote the verses which are in white, I wrote the ones in blue.
Is there any way to see all those who @ you?
I have thousands of followers and hundreds of people...
Is there any way to see all those who @ you?
I have thousands of followers and hundreds of people...
I have thousands of followers and hundreds of people...
You're writing is honesty so beautiful, it speaks to me in ways that other writing just can't do. I'm a writer myself but currently can't think of anything to write about any ideas please? And if you would like when I'm done with it I'll send it to you c:
Go out to the park or outside a coffeeshop and stay there until you can think of something to write...
I respect the fact that you are comfortable with your sexuality. I wish I could be like that, but everything is a process, I guess. More so, I respect that you are totally comfortable with who you are. Have a good day, Sade and continue your awesome writin
It took me a long ass time to genuinely like myself and be comfortable with who I am, so this is...
July 15, 2014
"You have freedom
etched into your collarbones
spelled like the bite marks I gave on the
nights that..."
“You have freedom
etched into your collarbones
spelled like the bite marks I gave on the...
etched into your collarbones
spelled like the bite marks I gave on the...
I have my period and my boyfriend has been hugging me and rubbing my back and making me catch extra...
I have my period and my boyfriend has been hugging me and rubbing my back and making me catch extra...
July 14, 2014
When words come to life, you exist.
When words come to life, you exist.
God tell us the reason why youth is wasted on the young.
God tell us the reason why youth is wasted on the young.
