#modernstory

[valyasthoughts]

At the end of the day he is my Reggie and I am his Frances. A modern story like the one from the 1950s. But I would not die for him, no. I would simply live and stay right beside him. I chose this life and I will make the best of it. There's no one like my Reggie.

[insmirexinsweal]

Feyre Darling (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/i7NrAW8d7ab A court of thornes and roses told in the modern time. Meet Feyre, a twenty year old artist who is amazingly talented. She lives with her boyfriend Tamlin in his mansion. Tension builds up as Tamlin becomes stricter and more protective. How is Feyre going to handle with this? And who is this mysterious type with violet eyes that she keeps seeing everywhere? *editing phase* 

[sweta11]

You can cry out your heart... You can scream out you fears and pains... But... You should not give up on yourself... Always to be a better version of yourself... . . . . Day 99 👉Swipe for #picsart edit ^.^ . #100daysofsketching #modernstory #selflove #picsartedit #sketch https://www.instagram.com/p/CLFMw-RlGD3/?igshid=14f5eemicq5t2

[banana-leaks-blog]

Pyar kiaaa tu darnaa kiaaa??? - #Modernstory

[evolvingchepe]

Maximiliano Personal Encounter with Mrs Reality

Maximiliano’s anxiety only grew larger as he noticed the strong stare coming from the tiny insects’ eyes.  Just the day before he had fortuitously figured out that by waking up a bit earlier, it would allow him to hike up the hill that stood on the side of the road. Every day at work, from his office, he would stare out of the window and look at the magnificent ridge.  He constantly would find himself fantasizing over reasons why he had to climb that dusty mount. From the simple to the sublime, he rationalized it would be a great way to get physically active, or it could even symbolically signify his re-connection with nature.  At that serendipitous day, Maximiliano had decided to start his hike up the hill. However, it did not take him much to realize that it was not going to be an easy walk. Exhausted and gasping for air, at every step he took, rocks and pebbles would come off the trail and start rolling down the hill disappearing in big clouds of dust.  It was getting late to get to work and all the sublime thoughts about enjoying the experience were by then gone.  Out of the sudden it happened, reality decided to show him he had miscalculated how intense the hike really was.  Almost with the same force and vigor as the rocks he had before contemptuously contemplated roll down the side of the slope, Maximiliano encountered himself falling fast down the hillside.  Despite all the commotion, time seemed to have slowed down and suddenly it all came to a stop.  From all the dirt that had now made its way into Maximiliano’s mouth, the pompous, proud man figured out that he had finally accomplished his goal of getting close and personal with nature.  Hell yeah, he felt, and luckily, was alive.  He rationalized that the details of his violent encounter with nature, were just the price he had to pay for the enlightening experience.  There he was, laying on the dirt, unable to stand up, and hoping for an ambulance or perhaps a doctor to arrive.  However, nature made clear that the elusive moment of comfort would have to wait. For now, the only witnesses of his unfortunate mishap was a colony of little, menacing, red ants that, by Maximiliano landing on their anthill, had now come out in droves more than willing to take a bite off the sprawled burrito that had flown out of his lunch pack.

[sindohan]

doodles

[sweta11]

You can cry out your heart... You can scream out you fears and pains... But... You should not give up on yourself... Always to be a better version of yourself... . . . . Day 99 👉Swipe for #picsart edit ^.^ . #100daysofsketching #modernstory #selflove #picsartedit #sketch https://www.instagram.com/p/CLFMw-RlGD3/?igshid=14f5eemicq5t2