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This year I learned to be selfish. Selfish with my time, my heart, my feelings, my mind and most importantly myself. I spent entirely too much time feeling sorry for the things I couldn’t change, wishing for things I didn’t have, and begging for people who did not deserve me. It has taken me two decades to realize I am a prize worth winning, I am a caviar dinner not a gas station hot dog. This year I’ve lost people I thought I couldn’t live without and given myself everything I needed. Next year, I hope I can learn to love myself.

ohsixonethree, writing prompt #73: Write about the lessons you learned this year. (via wnq-writers)

somepiecesofmyheartandsoul-deac

You are tired of the constant, never-changing loop of going and coming in life. You are tired of being stationary in a fast-paced world. You wish to go but your legs will not listen. You are tired of watching. So am I, darling. So am I.

Lukas W. // Wish to change (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)

meanwhilepoetry

To say it was painful is an understatement. To say that you hurt me is an even bigger understatement. The truth is, if you had left a dozen stab wounds on my body, the way you did to my mind and heart, you would be imprisoned but no one ever imprisons anyone for the near-fatal crime of breaking someone’s heart. It took me years to get over you. It took me days to simply pull myself together and lead a normal life. It took so long that the pain began to feel like second nature to me, it began to feel like it was consumption rather than just heartbreak. And still, as I sit here writing this, I want to say thank you. You were the universe’s present, wisdom in the form of a human, sent to me at just the right time, to tell me how much I need to evolve and grow and become someone who I am proud of. I needed to have my heart broken this badly. I needed to be hurt this much to know how deeply I feel, how much I truly can love. I needed to breathe and feel the pain to this extent. You gave me this and for that I am forever grateful. You have changed me as a human, fundamentally and forever. So wherever you are, despite the pain you caused me, I hope nothing but the best for you. I want to thank you for the heartbreak. I want to thank you for being a lesson to me in so many ways. I want to thank you for the damage you did to me. Because without that damage I do not think I would be the very best version of me. The me I see and feel today.

Nikita Gill, Thank You For Being A Lesson Instead Of A Mistake (via meanwhilepoetry)

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I. When he kisses you, you can taste the metal and stardust that run through your veins and you’re sure you don’t want to taste anything else. II. When she kisses you, you’re reminded of that first ray of sunlight in the morning. Like warm and hope has a taste and you’re lucky to be allowed to experience it. III. When his hands run through your body, you feel alive. There’s fire right under your skin and you’re whole. IV. When her hands run through your body, you feel perfect. There’s nothing else you could be, nothing you’d rather be, than under that touch. V. When he smiles at you, you feel like screaming. There’s no love in you to be found but he doesn’t believe your words when you whisper it to him. VI. When she smiles at you, you feel dirty. Like a sinner brought to confession but there’s no soul to save. You were made like this but when you tell her to leave she shakes her head and says you love her too. VII. When you’re finally alone in bed and his taste is only a ghost, you wonder why the universe made you. VIII. When you’re finally alone in bed and her taste is only a ghost, you wonder why it’s dark outside. IX. When the fire runs out, you bite your tongue so you won’t ask him to leave. X. When the hands stop touching you, you smoke a cigarette, because you know she won’t kiss you while the smell lingers. XI. When you scream, you’re brutal. Everything you say cuts him, but he wasn’t listening to you. XII. When you confess, you’re feral. But you don’t like to feel trapped and slam the door as you leave, because she wasn’t listening to you. XIII. When your house is silent and empty, you take a deep breath and wonder why you had to sabotage it too.

bittersweet-colour- writing prompt #67: write about an almost relationship, which broke your heart (via wnq-writers)

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She was wrapped in a blanket of petals, surrounded by thorns— a soft beautiful heart guarded by strong walls.

ma.c.a // Rose, Lovely Rose (via vomitingwords)

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I get asked often about textures and brush settings- As per request, here are some of my regular faves. These are four I made by scanning in all kinds of pencil and pen marks, then just doing a lot of fussing with settings and numbers until I got something good ahaha. There’s really no secret to making brushes, it’s just a lot of experimentation; but it ends up really worth it, and you learn a lot about what you want 🙌

You can download them from -> this google drive folder of mine!

(These are .tpl files fyi; photoshop only. You’ll also find they’re rather large brushes, simply because I work in large 300+ dpi files)

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Sepatu Orang Lain

Disalin dari status facebook teman.

Kita hanya mampu membeli tas tangan seharga 500ribu rupiah. Ketika kawan kita membeli tas tangan seharga 5juta rupiah, kita bilang kawan kita berlebihan. Padahal ia belanja tak pakai uang kita. Ternyata ia sudah berhemat untuk tidak membeli tas seharga 40juta rupiah yang sanggup ia beli.

Kita hanya mampu hidup selalu di dekat suami. Ketika kawan kita berpisah jarak dan waktu dengan suaminya, kita bilang kawan kita gegabah. Kita bilang ia menggadaikan rumah tangga demi materi. Ternyata ia tetap hidup rukun dan bahagia dalam perjuangan rumah tangganya.

Kita hanya mampu menjadi ibu rumah tangga. Ketika kawan kita memilih bekerja sebagai pegawai, kita bilang ia menggadaikan masa depan anak. Ternyata ia bangun lebih pagi dari kita, belajar lebih banyak dari kita, berbicara lebih lembut pada anaknya, dan berdoa lebih khusyuk memohon pada Tuhan untuk penjagaan anak-anaknya.

Kita hanya mampu memiliki post uang belanja 1juta rupiah sebulan. Ketika kawan kita bercerita pengeluaran belanja bulanannya sampai 6juta rupiah, kita bilang ia boros. Padahal ia tak pernah berhutang pada kita. Pinjam uang pun tidak. Ternyata ia sedekah lebih banyak dari uang belanjanya. Ternyata ia tak pernah lupa membayar zakat.

Siapa yang rugi? Kita. Belum-belum sudah mudah menilai. Bisa jadi malah buruk sangka. Padahal kita tak pernah tahu apa yang sebenarnya orang lain hadapi, orang lain lakukan, di luar sepengetahuan kita. Jangan mengukur sepatu orang lain dengan kaki kita. Jangan pernah mengukur kehidupan orang lain dengan ukuran hidup kita.

Yuk, jangan mudah menghakimi. Selamat beraktivitas :)