One day they crossed paths and met each other. They spent days exchanging ideas, growing together. With the passage of time, they fell in love. But other day something happened, something that only a few

I have always wanted you like that, from the distance. Without telling you, without letting you know about it. I love you in the most discreet way. Not even your photos realize that I have looked to them;

I guess yesterday was my first day at my new full-time "job" which is Steem for those who didn't saw my previous post and I must say no first day ever felt this good. Yesterday was made great

Yesterday's Sunset The eye of an owl that I took 2 years ago Orange Skies

People start things that seem fun to them. Take Steemit, a lot of people are attracted to it, but at least 30% of all the new people will quit. They think it’s all fun and easy and free money. But that

So it was not the coffee nor his eyes nor the sun nor the perfume nor the night nor the heart nor the sea nor the clouds nor his hands nor the smiles It was the taste the look the light the essence the

Streets and buildings. City lights and traffic lights. Among them, people where found driving without stopping; in a hurry or on time. Alone or accompanied, with music or without noise. At full speed or

It all started when the next idea came to my mind: What would happen if the past turn into a place that we could visit?. Each person owns a unique city that is called “The Past". By then, each one

Hello, my name is Alina. I am a 20 year old writer and I would love to share my stories with you. Since I am half mexican and half spanish, I normally write in spanish but I will translate some of my most