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Glimpse.
Life isn’t a race. In the beginning you’ll be at the starting line. But it does not imply you’ll have to beat the people on the other lanes.
Your starting point is a reminder of where you have been and how far you have come through. Focus on your goals and your achievements. Whatever setbacks you face, do not blame others for they have setbacks on their lanes too. If they interfere with yours, remember to do good. Keep running on your lane and don’t interfere with theirs. What’s most important is you focus on what you do good in life. No matter how others offend you, demean you, scare you. As long as you don’t do it to them, you’re okay.
Life is not a race to beat others. But a path prepared for us alongside other people to be with. Besides, nobody wants to be at the finish line of life anyway…😉
There is absence in this place. Yet it is whole. There is absence in this place. A disruptive noise. An unpleasant smell. A repulsive sight.
There is absence in this place. It makes everything in it perfect.
I am longing for silence. And in this place I am the noise. The panting of my mouth, the throbing of my heart, the shifting of my footsteps.
I am longing for clean air. And in this place, I am the stench. My scent, my breath, my sweat.
I am longing for an authentic sight. And in this place, I am artificial. My existence, my corporeal body, my mundanity.
There is absence in this place. Somehow, perchance, my absence in this place is better for its own good.
My absence makes it complete.
"I love books. I love that moment when you open one and sink into it, you can escape from the world, into a story that's way more interesting than yours will ever be." -Elizabet Scott
Hair that you wouldn't wanna know what it's made of =D
I can be your worst enemy.
So don’t make me.
We think that illness makes us weak. But all it does is test our strength.
I will watch you crash and burn.
I’ll make sure of that.
The rationality of irrationality. Fantasize to stay sane.
FlowerFairy-Friends Forever
Potential Capability of Loving
Contentment is anchored in economic status.
I lived. I inhaled contagious air. Like nature I am sentenced to death.
cleverhaywirethoughts
Alone Together.
Connected yet we aren’t acquainted
Connected yet we don’t see eye to eye
Connected yet we can’t meet both ends
Connected yet we haven’t embraced
People in a room with free WiFi be...
When you don't like the color yet you could get arrested for having too much of it.
Send me to infinite slumber To dream a better reality To live a real fantasy To die alive for good