The angel of midnight / Talks with me until it’s light.
Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova: Reed; from ‘Hasn’t he sent a swan for me…’, tr. Judith Hemschemeyer
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The angel of midnight / Talks with me until it’s light.
Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova: Reed; from ‘Hasn’t he sent a swan for me…’, tr. Judith Hemschemeyer
To hell with sociability.
Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath: Volume I: 1940-1956 — Aurelia Schober Plath, 18th October 1951
I think the reason why I sometimes wish I could relive my teens is because I never got to enjoy being the age I was, all I wanted to do back then was grow up.
what they didn’t tell you as a child is that you will spend your whole life trying to replicate the same unconditional happiness you so effortlessly experienced back then and that it will never quite feel the same no matter how hard you try
كبرت يا أمي..
ولم أعد بالحجم الذي تستطيعين أن تحمليني معك. وإزداد وإتسع همي . وأصبحت قائمة أحلامي تفوقني طولاً. كبرت يا أمي ل درجة بث أستحي أن أطرق باب غرف ليلاً وأبكي.
I grew up mom.....
you can not carry me anymore.
My worries are more now, My list of dream is taller than me.
I grew much that I can not knock on your door at night; and cry.
Once Rumi was asked
What is Poison?
He replied with a beautiful answer:
Anything which is more than our necessity is Poison.
It may be Power, Wealth, Hunger, Ego, Greed, Laziness,
Love, Ambition, Hate or anything.
~ Rumi♡
They ask me about my dream, about my aim in life, but how can I explain that unlike others, my dream is not to sit infront of a computer and work till 5pm, while my bank account gets filled with money. Dreams are not the only ones that you see with closed eyes, some dreams keep you awake, awake till you fight for realising them.
When I close my eyes, the only dream I see is of escaping, escaping the reality, escaping your ruthless, competitive, heartless world and exploring the unseen. I see a dream where while you count money, I'll count the stars laying on the grass and smile because I have got nothing to loose. A dream where you spend restless nights in your mansion, I'll sleep peacefully in my tent. A dream where you will book expensive vacations worth nothing, while I'll just carry my bag and wander to any place I want. A dream where you will take hundreds of pictures and post that on Instagram to show how awesome your life is, while I'll make millions of memories and capture them in my heart forever. A dream where you'll become a grumpy rich old man, and I'll become a storyteller. A dream where you'll die with regret, and I'll die with peace.
Maybe my dream will cost me all the riches and pleasures of life, but maybe, it'll give me the biggest pleasure of life - happiness. Maybe one day when we meet again, you'll come out of your big car and talk about your dollars, but maybe, silently you'll wish you were me. Maybe you will laugh at my dream today, but I ain't so weak like you, maybe for me dreams are bigger than currency notes.
The more I live, the more life seems meaningless.
if you need to hear it, then this is for you: forgive yourself for your regrets. you have grown since then, changed since then, and learned from your mistakes. you’re not the same person anymore, so here is your signal. it’s time to let the pain go.
you ever look at someone and think damn , you’re not even you anymore
That someone is ME