Not even ten thousand roses can convey my deepest feelings for you, O Gentle Soul.
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Not even ten thousand roses can convey my deepest feelings for you, O Gentle Soul.
Art or Reality
I have this very strange indecisiveness in me. I am an artistic person but, I always get caught up with life's miserable reality. Very often than not, I think I should be an artist. I should make my life colorful... and more meaningful. But 'tis not to be. Because reality always strikes back and drags me with it. So here I am, deciding whether to pursue my art, or focus on the reality of an unhappy, less colorful life.
If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.
Edgar Allan Poe (via wordsnquotes)
Speak of nothing but good things.
It never ceases to amaze me: we all love ourselves more than other people, but care more about their opinion than our own.
Marcus Aurelius (via wordsnquotes)
Jamal, you are the one who lights up even the darkest of my days. I love you. Even if the world does not understand. Our different religious faiths will never come between us. Instead, it will unite and strengthen us. I love you with every breath.
I like painting because it’s something I can never come to the end of.
Arshile Gorky, born on this day in 1904. (via whitneymuseum)
It's like a colorful hole. With the properties of a blackhole. It sucks you in a deep trance... never ending.
My Sleepy Friend
I have this friend. Her name is Nickee. I don't know what it is that makes me like her so. She's friendly... so friendly that I'd be left alone and out of place whenever we go out. Ha ha! It's a good thing though. I learn a lot from her. She's caring and understanding. She is kind of easily distracted and you can't talk to her for more than 5 minutes without her asking "...what was it again?" She took a test in Youtube and she is unofficially diagnosed with ADHD. Explains a lot. But nevertheless, I love her. She's a sister. And she's sleeping.
Nice photography :)
Lomography in Colors - Cape Palliser
Chills run down my spine as our fingers entwine and your heart harmonizes with mine :)
This would be my first stupid-but-cute post after creating a new account. I can't freakin' access my old account anymore. Haayss.
WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
A huge lizard (gecko) fell on me.