Francescadcn Stories

Love doesn't know the difference between white and black. Love doesn't even know when to raise the white flag when a red one is visible. But, I wonder, whose blacker--th...

She likes women, and he enjoys going out with a neatly penciled eyebrow. When the light meets the eye, it creates a spectrum of different shades in love. Is it beautifu...

You were the first person I ever kissed. You were the first person I held hands with. You were the first person I gave myself into. You were my first love. And now, you...

People say that being left is far harder than leaving but I believe that wasn't true because that wasn't the case for me. The waves came crashing in over my head and thr...

Your eyes shine differently when love hits you hard. You glow like the insides of your well-being are made of a thousand light bulbs and when you smile, the curves on th...

The fragments of our soul, the ashes of our predecessors know exactly what is about to come, how it will happen, and how we would end before everything even started. And...

I looked above and saw a sky full of dazzling, twinkling stars like someone had played with a handful of diamonds and tossed it in the heavens. They were so beautiful.

She is an embodiment of a million stardust and her life is an epitome of countless galaxies. A mixture of everything known and unknown. A life of mysteries unsolved yet...