“Happy late Valentines Day Cain” ((from D ~ @niveasolice
“Well, well, well...” he laughed. “Someone’s feeling FRISKY aren’t they?”

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“Happy late Valentines Day Cain” ((from D ~ @niveasolice
“Well, well, well...” he laughed. “Someone’s feeling FRISKY aren’t they?”
Bila Kaabah menjadi kawasan yang dilarang untuk dikerumun. Umpama hilangnya kelebihan umat islam yang dahagakan approval Tuhan. Virus tercipta, ketakutan tereka. Tiada istilah sabda izin atau tidak. Tapi aturan kepandaian sesama kita sahaja. Atas dasar beringat. Ibarat memasang cctv di dalam rumah ibadah. Rakaman kaset melampaui rakaman rakid atid yakinnya. Luh Mahfuz tertulis segalanya namun itu hanya faham mulut. Hati masih belum bisa kuat untuk serah ajal maut di tangan penulis Luh Mahfuz itu sendiri. Jangan terlalu ujub untuk menghukum mengherdik sesama sendiri. Ini cerita iman, iman bukan benda seperti demam yang datang dan pergi. Markah lawatan di tanah haram selalu dibanding banding. Diujinya bila musim yang tidak bisa memegang melambai objek ibadah. Syukur dan nauzubillah poyonya bila dihadiah kenangan indah. Nawaitu tolonglah di adjust agar pegang dan peluknya Kaabah adalah untuk mengganti gambaran di atas sejadah nun jauh dari Mekah. Nukilan sadis dan simpati untuk situasi hari ni. Berselang bangga dan syukur untuk kenangan bersentuhan kiswah milik Allah. Moga Allah masih mengasihani kita semua. #ReadAtYourOwnRisk #throwbackphoto https://www.instagram.com/p/B9gO8zkpyDZ/?igshid=15fmxxvj78hu7
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hello, all
This is going to be page where myself and my girlfriend write about our day everyday!!!!!! You can read at your own free will.
The First One
I have no idea what i’m doing here, this is just something I feel I need to do so that I can figure out if this is something I want to do, I’m sure most of you get it! I feel like an introduction is in order now, so lets get that out of the way. I’m a lazy college student who’s still trying to discover what I like and want to do for a living all the while juggling submissions. deadlines, hangovers, boys, bankruptcy, depression and lots of other random boring stuff. I have no notable talent and nothing that I’m particularly proud of, which makes it very hard for me to find a stream to major in or a stream to pretend that i want to develop into a livelihood. It all gets quite overwhelming at times but there’s so many people like me out there and lost and confused, which gives me a lot of assurance that I am not alone in the fact that that I’m totally alone (at times). I have great friends who would walk through walls for me and swim through seas, or maybe I’ve just convinced myself that they would. But they are great humans to hang out with and they challenge me and push me and celebrate me. It’s good to have that to have a group of people who would accept all the idiocracies I get to the table.
This blog is just me expressing myself or lashing out or venting/ bitching it keeps changing based on my day and my then state of mind. I would like to tell any reader that dares to go through this, please bear with me and be gentle. I can be quite immature and crazy. I apologize in advance.
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There once was a man, Ilus Granure, a sailor, who always said he'd find land. He told me he'd never stop. Searching, and searching, until one day he heard those magical words. "Land Ho!" His heart racing, hands shaking. Then, jumping off the ship, he ran and he ran. Straight into a wave knocking him back, nearly drowns before he realized he was already on the beach. "What was the point of that..?" Stacey asked pointedly. Ilus responded by saying, "The difference between your life and your reality is what your mind creates." #notanartpost #butabookpost #readatyourownrisk
Midnight
Sallerina started running to her front door. Police cars, an ambulance, and the neighbors were crowded all around her house. The front door was wide open, with most police man standing inside. She pushed everyone aside and gasped. Her sister lay on the carpet in a pool of blood and a noose around her neck. Her eyes stared into the distance and her chest was not lifting. Doctors and Police searched the house while she slumped to the floor. She had told Layla she couldn’t go to Bellum with her, and now she regretted not listening. A police woman crouched down beside her and asked some questions about who she was and where she was when the murder happened. She answered monotonously and then asked to go up to Layla’s room. She was not stopped. When she sat down on the bed, with Layla’s journal open to the most recent journals, the tears started flowing. She had documented why she was worried and assumed Sallerina would be mad if she said anything about Luke. She wished, so painfully, that she didn’t have to loose the last family she had. When Layla was four, she witnessed her parent’s murder from the stairway, and wrote the dreadful things once she received her journal. After that, she was bullied for being a cry baby at school, so no one would be a friend to her either. Layla’s best friend was only her sister, and now she had none herself. Sallerina was teased when she was in school, as well, so her best friend was gone, too. She had such a hard time believing that Luke could’ve done this, until she turned the page. There was blood splotches on the page, and very sloppy writing on the page. She held her breath as she read, “Thank you for leaving a small toy for me and my friend to dissect! She was a perfect body to have fun with! Would you like to know what we did with her?! Oh, we came in all sweet and nice, just to give her the benefit of the doubt, and then we pounced! My friend held her down as I prepared to have some fun! Oh….” She couldn’t read the rest. It was mortifying, disgusting, and a terrible thing to do to someone like Layla. She had to turn to the floor to puke when her eyes gazed on what they did after they killed her. Finally, reaching the end of the note, her tears ceased as she read, “I wondered what it was like to kill, and it was fun using your sister, Sallerina. As you can tell, you will never see me again, and I’m glad of it. You were boring anyway. Have fun being alone for the rest of your stupid life!” Now, Sallerina was very angry. She knew exactly where Luke was, and she wanted them arrested and through into Bellum Asylum! Their minds were too crazy for a normal prison. She rushed downstairs to show the Police the new evidence, tired of wasting precious time.