Perfect Bag True Love is like finding the perfect bag. If you find that bag you hold on to it, until the very ending. Not even then you'll let go. You're feeling naked and lost without it, and you know that you will never be able to replace it.

Hard Love How is it even possible? Loving someone so hard your heart seems to burst. How can something as beautiful as love be so extremely painful? I don't know. The only thing I know is that I stop breathing for a moment when you're about to leave. That the only one I'm dreaming about is you. And that the only thing I can ever think about is when I will be able to hold you in my arms next time.

Spoiled Some people is it. They can stand on the top of the highest skyscraper ever been made, but still say it's not high enough

Hate A child should not have to grow up surrounded by hate. Because if they learn to hate already then, how are the supposed to be able to accept others later? ~Mietek Grocher, survivor 2: world war

Mietek Grocher Today I've met Mietek Grocher, survivor from the Second World War. We listened to his #life story and I can promise that everyone in that room cried at least once during his reading. Thank you Mietek for sharing this although that you must experience the pain every time.