This book tells You one of the stories from the now-occupied city of Mariupol. Inside are memories of the events, lots of different thoughts. It was our decisio

Recalling stories from people we never knew. Long dead namelessly vanishing from the sky and soil. Yet their ghost remains - murmuring their tales, As they sing

What is life, if not simply different emotions and experiences we go through along the way? Every single one of them is a small story on its own, with each emot

wanting to be someone else is a waste of the person you are - kurt cobain