#finding solace

[saydesole]

Just a girl who loves sunsets 🌞 and ocean waves🌊

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[kimiko24-art]

✨It's one of those quiet nights again, just you and your f/o in each others company. No noise, no distractions, no people. Just you, them, and a comfortable stillness between you. You decide to go on a late night walk/drive together. The two of you find a nice vantage point, getting a lovely view of the (city, kingdom, etc) lights far off in the distance. You spend all night stargazing and having deep conversation about what lies in your hearts. Taking advantage of such a peaceful night.✨

[secretblossomofthenight]

[caspei-corner]

Watercolor painting🖌️🎨... Inspired from Pinterest...

A breezy landscape..

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[beatheprincess]

Playing dress to impress for hours is my source of happiness ♡

[dopescissorscashwagon]

'Finding Solace', Iceland ⛅️🌊

📸 by Arnar & Simona @Arnark

[silverslipstream]

share 9 lines tag!

first time actually doing a tag game in ages. thanks for the tag @deanwax! this a snippet from a romantic short story I wrote ccalled The Quieter Side of Te Mamaku Bay:

Their thighs touch, and he can’t help but marvel at it. It’s as if Te Mamaku is a bubble of forest and starlight and the muted rushing of the waves, shared only between the two of them.  Ben proffers the Winfields wordlessly. Tony reaches for one, but suddenly the image of pulsating, tar-blackened lungs crashes into his mind, and he falters, hanging his head slightly. Expecting a sarcastic remark from Ben, Tony’s surprised when it doesn’t come. Instead, the other boy simply lights his own cigarette, takes a long drag and puffs the smoke up into the night sky. Tony can’t help but watch the curve of Ben’s thumb as it idly flicks the lighter in his other hand. Teardrop flames spark and die in a matter of seconds, throwing brief flashes of soft orange light onto Ben’s face. Reflections glint in his brown eyes like tiny supernovae. 

I won't tag nine people, but I'll give a gentle shoulder tap to @writernopal, @halberdierminister, @steh-lar-uh-nuhs and @wormdolls.

[delusionalbulldozer]

I am so devastated rn like how can someone be such an idiot! Always worried for everything but my incapibility of expressing my thoughts is worthing me losing a diamond! I am a blunt person since the start never ever think before speaking but for him I changed this habit of mine though it was the most difficult. But as I said my mistakes were so big in number and the level too everything got covered. Still I become numb when he asks about what all have I done for him?

Today I read it somewhere that “Cursed are those who think an ocean and express a droplet”. And now I am feeling exactly the same this is the best suited for me!!!! I failed as a partner, friend and also as a human. I AM A FAILUREEE AND A LOSERRRRR!!!!!!

[fallenwarriorrising]

Oh, the pain of equally loving the morning sun and the quiet of a late night *sigh*

[stygianlife]

"The world claps for the barren man who raises war to fill his tale while the one who has fought through their experiences yearns for peace."

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[saydesole]

Relaxation

[midnitetears]

P.O.M (Peace Of Mind) #132

In the chaos of my mind, a storm brews wild,

Seeking peace from you, my heart defiled.

Words spill out, thoughts scattered, a desperate plea,

But your response leaves me adrift, lost at sea.

Yearning for solace, a gentle touch to calm the storm,

Instead, met with silence, emotions left to swarm.

With a heavy heart, I realize the truth unfurled,

The peace I seek from you, must come from my own world.

Alone in the darkness, I search for inner light,

Trying to mend the fragments, piece by piece, night by night.

Self-reliant, self-soothing, a balm for the restless soul,

Finding bits of peace and quiet, finally feeling whole.

Though the ache remains, a longing unfulfilled,

I gather strength within, my spirit stilled.

Embracing the journey of self-discovery, I find,

Peace of mind may elude, but within myself, it's defined.

Yours Faithfully🌻

[inilikhang-liham]

Oh, how interesting it is that we always find some form of solace in this distressed and disturbed world we live in.

—inilikhang liham

[midwestaesthetics]

Little Supernovas

Combustible elements 

Taking shape within

When conversation

Is little more than buzz

Can’t discern meaning

From the white noise

I’m suffering the side effects

Of insomnia, coming down

From a caffeine high

There’s always someone

Pawing and groping for

Their lock of my hair

If they could have a moment 

Of my time, making a cameo

In their reel-to-reel celluloid

I’m suffering the side effects

Of insomnia, can’t tell 

Faces apart in revolving doors

A polite smile is just that

And no more, a facade

Masquerading as friendship

This deadline is nearing

And more questions

Just mounting in the interim

Once there were days 

When you and I could

Push through crowds

Assembled at the square 

To food carts

Which align with our 

Feasting eyes

And eager taste buds

Mexican authentic,

Thai curry ever filling

Once there were days

When the solitude

I so resisted in thought

Became a solace I sought

The dead hours 

Were aquifers of memory, Where the written word

Was exorcizing and purifying

Me with penned confessions

I was too weak to enunciate

[agishhhlauren]

I should be allowed to carry my stuffed toys around all the time every day. I could use their support.

[amandamckeen]