#tryingmyhand

[iampaigeb]

Today I am #tryingmyhand at #Homemade #meatballs for some #spaghetti. We shall see how this goes. #homecookedmeal #homecooking #cooking #baked #bakedmeatballs #yumyum #yummyyummyinmytummy (at Morinville) https://www.instagram.com/p/CEh6FmhgoZa/?igshid=13qpf6bx0r39n

[pascribe]

#tattoo #cypherdesign #tryingmyhand @wingsouth @soyiuchung @ka_lok_520 @thony_lau @cocosiu_ @lei_wendy I have always wanted to try this. A great trip of firsts! (at Hong Kong)

[srhcali-blog]

Shattered dreams like bits of dust Broken hearts been torn apart Always seeking wanting more Like love once had, Our life before

Sr. Cali love

[jordynashleyrenae]

20-20

"You see angels," she's been told, "In places most would fear." To which the best reply, Was always to blush and shy away. People ask her what she sees, What draws her in like force equal to gravity, To which the best reply, Was always out of reach. What she sees isn't something tangible, It isn't a specific trait, It's always a constant whisper, A desire, a deep rooted strength. It's an effervescent energy, Hidden beneath darkness and pain. An infinite glow, no matter how dim, Of determination and faith. It is soft, like clouds made of feathers, But fierce like the roar of a thousand lions. It is comfort and rigidly structured, A pool of grace, untouched, without ripples. "You see angels," she has been told, "In places most would fear." To which the best reply, Is always, "I am blind in your world." People ask her what she sees, What pulls her in like force equal to gravity, To which the best reply, Is vague but always within reach.

- JordynAshleyRenae

[carbonbasedmoron]

You’re thinking, “Will he love me? What if he doesn’t?” You’re thinking, “What if he wants perfect? What if he can’t stand the bad things?”

And after that, you’re all smiles. You’re just the right amount of happy. You’re careful not to show me the flaws, the cracks, the little chip on your desired porcelain figure. You’re sunshine. You’re daylight. You’re suddenly everything I could ask for.

i COULD ask for. Not what I’m actually asking for.

There’s more to the day than just sunshine. A lot happens in twenty-four hours, Sunshine. I want your entire day. I want the weathers. I’m saying, “give me everything.” If you’re giving me day, I’d like the night too. I want that elusive behaviour again. The one that drew me in the first place. I want your mysteries. I want to see that enigmatic smile. I want to see the moon and the stars. I want you fight me if I’m getting in the way of what you desire. I want you to howl loudly and obstinately. Like the winds, I want you to be stubborn. I want you to be powerful enough to uproot your obstacles. I want the loud, passionate rage. The dark storm clouds swirling in your eyes as you lash out at me. I want you to be furious. And I want that brilliance. I want you to shine so bright you’ll blind me. I want you to be a storm. You can cry and you can gloom. That's what I'm here for. To push the clouds away. To get rid of the rain. I know sadness. I'm not as perfect as you think I am. You can be a rainy day as long as you let me help you become a rainbow in the end. You can be frosts, tempests, wildfires and so much more. Don't limit yourself to light just because of me, Sunshine. I want your weathers. I want you to trust me with them. I can brave them all with an umbrella or a coat. You let me in and that is when you'll get the perfection you desire. - The Weathers