Tasi83 : Writing

Recognizing moments

Recognizing moments

A Poem by Tasi83


As soon as the cursed, obscene tone or flirtatious, sexy movement ends, her cold, petrified footprints ripple - everything ends at once. For a few mom..
FOLLOWING YESTERDAY'S PLANS

FOLLOWING YESTERDAY'S PLANS

A Poem by Tasi83


In any case, you feel that on alternate days, when you fail, because you can neither reach the top nor reach the petty and empty standard of more liva..
WAS IT WORTH IT?!

WAS IT WORTH IT?!

A Poem by Tasi83


Like goblins woken up from their sleep, I squirm in the alley light during the day. I wonder: Did I make a mistake when I studied, acted, complimented..
Rebellion of beach divas

Rebellion of beach divas

A Story by Tasi83


It is not possible to know for sure if the three best friends actually rushed to the sea so that they could have a real blood girls' party, or only be..
COULD YOU BE THE ONE?

COULD YOU BE THE ONE?

A Story by Tasi83


When Bernát first met cat-bunny89, she was wearing a strappy evening dress and clutching a similarly colored dragees bag.The woman in question ..
DECLINE AGE COMPLAINT

DECLINE AGE COMPLAINT

A Poem by Tasi83


Like the old marionettes that can be pulled on strings, the calculating, pitiful little chess pieces of Life; if necessary, they sell, buy, embezzle, ..
DISPUTED COMPETITION POSITION

DISPUTED COMPETITION POSITION

A Story by Tasi83


He may have been a bit cold that day, because yesterday he was caught by the quite changeable and rather capricious April weather. Always filigree, an..
The dreams of intruders

The dreams of intruders

A Poem by Tasi83


Standing at a loss for romance. The tender, buzzing tremors of secrets locked in charming flirtatious eyes that are clueless... Behind me, everything ..
A mask of talent and desire

A mask of talent and desire

A Story by Tasi83


�" Dear Dear Friend! I appoint you to buy some bars of high-quality chocolate for dear artists, once they no longer accept any kind of mon..
PUNCTURE WOUND

PUNCTURE WOUND

A Poem by Tasi83


I am curious, overzealous and eager to fiddle with the innocent head, silabbing the delicate fibers of Ivy which have bent over me gracefully, and my ..