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There's always one time when you have to look back.. not to get back to them, but to see how much you've been through, how much you have to be grateful, and how strong you are to start again.. . #ilovemybun . _the dim halo_ _SA_
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I give up things to hold another different things. Yet I still say that I'm a grateful person. Sometimes it even confuses me with calling myself a weak impatient kind of person. Either way, only the ones that can comfort my own self will I admit. _anonymous
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Good people hurt other people the best. But hey, i won't even look. _anonymous_
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She is right there. "Talk to her, not at her" -Mr. Amari ____The Reflection of a Man
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I understand those loves that were not meant to be mine. That way I can always let go. _anonymous_
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I guess I’m missing someone, and I’m sorry that he is not you
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Having a lot problems in your life is like doing a lot of exercises, that makes you healthier.
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missing him
sitting on your couch looking at the photograph to distract you from the rain outside
the portrait of the left hand of one person you love rather than his face.
the hand that used to caress your hair and chick and hold your hand
you remember the warmth and affection you felt in his clasp
but it is hard to just remember, when you feel it so much like there is something growing inside your heart and trying to get out
pushing against your chest,
you are missing him
you are counting down the days without knowing what number you might actually are supposed to start with
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it’s just another morning you start in a better way
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your purpose
You've heard of old lovers asking each other about how many children they want to have in the future. 1,2,3, or 5 to make a good life and happy children later they knew how much they had to pay to get those dreams, and how those children ended up questioning the reason they were born. was it an accident? was it planned? to be what? to warm their parents’ old ages? or to live a life as the part of the planet?
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Where to Go
once we trust our feet to walk and choose the direction, we never know where they are bringing us
just like when i started to write my words, i felt like i’m gonna tell everything in this piece
so many things in my mind to tell, but i just don’t know how to start
maybe a little bit about my dreams, indeed, the so many dreams i have in mind
the ones i’m trying to render
and this is so hard to do because i don’t know where i have to step my feet to even start
most of the reasons is that i’m not sure where my feet will take me; will that direction bring me to my dreams, one of them, or another dreams i never thought of; will my feet be strong enough to go
yet i know that there is always one place i want to go the most in my life, the place where i can trust everybody, the place where everything is true
where i can be who i want to be, and change into someone else the next morning seeing how it feels to be something else
where people are happy for people else’s happiness and sad for their sadness too
ya this place is in my dream too.
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Ya we don't really get the message when they don't really send the message
anonymous
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I was down and my body was the only thing left to feel
Well I didn’t run away, i chose to go, deeper in the mound of memories
Ya, my heart stumbled and I found my whole life has been really bright and amazing
Now that piece of insecurity is nothing compared to these.
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