The Sky is Clear after Rain

Just scribbling something, anytime, anywhere...

[conversingwithmysoul-blog]

You lit me like a cigarette and enjoyed the tip burn. The ashes flew into the air and craved to know of their existence. I remained still, on the edges of your lips like burnt sand, not leaving without a mark.

- Khushboo Dem

[bookflakeshighbrowangel]

HAPPINESS: What it is & What not

Happiness is not about thinking, It’s about feeling. Happiness is not about understanding, It’s about realising. Happiness is not about expecting, It’s about accepting. Happiness is not about dependency, It’s about descisioning. Happiness is not about tomorrow, It’s about today. Happiness is not about watching, It’s about doing. Happiness is not about happening, It’s about creating. Happiness is not about what you have(or don’t), It’s about what you are. Happiness is not about the days you lived, It’s about the way you lived.

*Happiness is valuing what you have, and enjoying the people, places, objects and events in your life for what they are. It’s not about changing and achieving all the time; sometimes it’s about being and appreciating. Happiness is not hard to find. It’s beside you, it’s in front of you, it’s at your back, it’s around you. So let’s grab it!!!!!!

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Insomnia

the first dot of dawn kissing the sky, and that's when I know it is safe to sleep. the darkness of the night seem to engulf me as soon as I close while the minute hand completes a round. - Khushboo Dem

[poemswords]

[conversingwithmysoul-blog]

I have seen changes in my life with reading

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From my eBook "The Sky is Clear after Rain"

[thepersonalquotes]

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My state these days

[conversingwithmysoul-blog]

Your face

I see sunshine play over your hair and I wonder how something could be so beautiful. You look at me in a way that I can go from orange to crimson in moments. Your eyes dictate poetry as you lock them with mine. I haven't been a poet until I knew you. You bring out words out of me. Like you know all the places where they are hidden.

- Khushboo Dem

[blazeofgold-deactivated20190921]

weird how poetry is really, deeply embarrassing but also the only thing that matters

[coldfeetonthekitchenfloor]

I lay my head upon your chest, rest there, let my thoughts dribble out my ears and into your skin where they would inevitably fall after the explosion that had happened when you told me that you loved me. And when I sit up enough to see your face, to check that you don’t mind having my blood smeared across your front, I wonder if you can see it. You see, I’ve been dislocating parts of myself just to see if you would love them. If it would give you an excuse. Maybe you don’t need one.

~bits and pieces of what could be anything

(m.s)

❤❤❤❤

[conversingwithmysoul-blog]

https://goo.gl/4FDyrN Download now!

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[half-black-phillip]

I’m so mad because this worked

[britney2007spears]

help me roger

[telanu]

Reblogging myself because

Originally posted by gifs-for-the-masses

[luthienebonyx]

Reblogging myself because… what was that? Five minutes?

O_O

[riskpig]

………my friend has made me curious

[maryburgers]

help me roger

[maryburgers]

Update: after I reblogged this someone messaged me offering me tickets to the sold out Hausu screening with a Q&A and autograph session with the director

[zombbeans]

These never work for me, but here’s to trying.

[strangenewclassrooms]

I don’t believe in these things

But last time I reblogged one ten/fifteen minutes later I got a call offering me a job

But I reblogged it because I was waiting on hearing back from the job. So there you go.

Roger is cute.

[sugared-violets]

Eh Roger is cute I might as well

[secondlina]

That fish is so happy it makes me happy.

[cinnappo]

Reblogging myself because I reblogged this yesterday and got promoted today!

[mysweetminiaussie]

oh what the hell…lol.

[thefitally-deactivated20170430]

this is important

[virginiaunderthesun]

This anatomy test tomorrow lol

[notestudies-deactivated20180113]

Good old Rodger

[conversingwithmysoul-blog]

Might as well try it ☺

[vacantinkandprettypink-deactiva]

It’s sad these days that being nice is regarded with a sick sort of suspicion, as if kind smiles have become only a means of manipulation. It’s sad that when I asked you for your opinions, you stared at me with walls towering in your squinted eyes, convinced my motives were impure. In truth though, I asked you not because I wanted to hear them to steal your ideas, nor because I was trying to flirt with you - you’re not my type anyway - but because you looked lonely there, rehearsing your thoughts to yourself, with no one there to listen, and no one cared to listen, and I know what lonesome feels like, and I know that it’s not a good feeling. Maybe it’s my problem, for being nice to mean people, but shouldn’t I be kindest to mean people? I don’t think mean people are born mean. I think that they’ve just been scarred by life, and that they just don’t yet know how to deal with those scars is all. And you know, mean people probably have, just like the rest of us, once ran to the pharmacy to buy scar gel and pain killers, and it does diminish the look of them, and it does diminish the feel of them but when you look really closely, you can still see them, they’re still there. And when you close your eyes, and you’re all alone, you can feel them, piercing holes into your skin, highlighting your imperfections. And so, I’ll do for you what I do for all mean people, I’ll distract them from the aching while time repairs their wounds.

V.I.P.P. (via vacantinkandprettypink)

This is so beautiful!

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Thought

If every single thought was a deposit for the future which you will definitely get back with return, would you still think about it?

Think.

[artistlibrary-deactivated201802]

once again if you post art / poetry / prose / music / photography / anything related to being creative and making stuff we want to follow you!! reblog this if u can!

[themostawesomebitch]

Found

Soon enough, your mornings won’t be heavy and your pillows’ voices won’t be frightening, instead, they will sing survival songs.

Soon enough, tragedies won’t write themselves all over your chest, a story unannounced, for you are already holding the pen.

Soon enough, your coffee will taste sweet instead of thousand lies you had to swallow through hidden kisses with shadows.

Soon enough, you won’t find yourself awake at 3am because of a crippling nightmare, instead, you will float with your dreams away.

Soon enough, you will look at the mirror painted with a smile and natural blush and you will mouth the word beautiful.

Soon enough, your hopeful heart will be a prophecy of finally getting over to the other side after fighting with monsters at the bridge.

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❤❤