Live to write. Love to create. Laugh at mistakes.
I was late, too late to see her. I saw her in my front. Standing there in all her beauty. Her hair shined. Her skin ambient. Her eyes glimmered. Her smile radiant. She danced to the tune of life. I was late, too late to see her. Her hair dulled. Her skin lurid. Her eyes… Continue reading
How to Make a Terrarium (with photos): What you will need: Clear plastic or glass container Soil/sand Active charcoal Rocks Small acrylic figurines (optional) Small watering can or spray bottle TOOLS- Old towel Gloves Plastic spoon Low maintenance plants Step One First add your charcoal and rocks. You can also add moss or sphagnum for… Continue reading
Vote for Descendants of Time and Death (The Gods’ Scion Book 2), and help Winnifred Tataw to win the cover of the month competition April – allauthor — Read on allauthor.com/cover-of-the-month/7630/
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Hey guys! I have not uploaded any of my personal poems to my blog (I’ve mainly been uploading my mother’s) in a while. So I decided to do one today. Three cheers for a double post upload today! You can check out today’s other post here. I hope you like it. And remember live, love,… Continue reading
A new poem by my mother, Mrs. Glory Tataw: Deep in my heart.
Hey everyone, this is a photograph collection on plants and fauna. I played around with some of the angles of the pictures too. Hope you guys enjoy! Live. Love. Laugh.
Hi everyone! I just wanted to exhibit some more of my college’s city’s outer beauty. All of the photos were edited and shot by me. I hope you guys like them! Live. Love. Laugh
Hello wonderful people! How has your week been? It is Friday and the beginning of the weekend. Huzzah! It’s only the second week of school for me and it feels like the 14th. The days just keep getting longer and longer. Enough about long school days, I want to talk about school (kind of). Throughout… Continue reading
Each day-each hour-each minute we are apart is a lifetime, an eternity. Thought of you flood my mind with desire, and, at times, I cannot bear our separation. My love, it feels as if a part of me is missing, and that is very distressing. I know that, in time we will be together. This… Continue reading