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He had ocean eyes and the waves were enough to pull me under. ( I hope I can swim )
You and me, we aren't the same
Maybe we are of the same age or at the same phase of life but when I say our lives are completely different, I mean every word of it.
You are the princess of the most important man in your life, your dad, but I am not. No no no, I am not that unlucky not to have my father in my life. But he is just my father, not my dad. Don't get me wrong, I am not complaining about him, he has done his duty. From paying my school bills to attending my PTMs he has done his job perfectly, the way a normal father would do. But just for once or maybe all, I wanted was to spend his few minutes with me, I wanted him to ask me about my life how happy or sad I am about it, to sit beside my bed and pat my forehead lightly when I am sick, to engulf me in comforting hugs whenever I failed or to applaud me at my small victories. All I wanted from him was to be, my dad.
My mother, the perfect woman she is. A perfect daughter-in-law, a perfect wife. Everything about her screamed of perfections, and she wanted perfection about her children too. When your first painting was hung in the wall as a matter of appreciation, mine was crushed and thrown to dustbin stating as a waste of time. We all found our first best friends in the form of our mom's then I might add I am the loneliest person because I never had that best friend in my life. When I used to return home from school with tears, because I was bullied, I was shut up by her because she believed I was the one provoking them to bully me. I never found my loving and caring mom, because I only had my mother.
So darling you and me we aren't the same because I live in a house and you live in a home.
believe in your story!
Everyone has a story to tell and everyone is a writer. But some stories are written in book, while others are confined to one's heart. Stories have power to change people, their thoughts, their perspective of seeing life. Stories connect people from around the world and stories bring us together. Our stories makes us unique.
And one day when all of this will end, we will have our end. People will only remember as a stories. So whatever maybe your story, Share it. Be brave and fearless to share it to the world. Trust me, it will make difference. A difference that you will initiate.
There can be stories of heartbreak, failure, misery, darkness, loss and destruction. But there are always stories of love, success, happiness, hope, light and recovery, waiting to be told.
Please believe in your story. Embrace it. Own it.
"She is quite, she doesn't speak much" They said.
Hiding a smile, he thought to himself "only if they knew, how she wouldn't shut up"
How did you find him?
Once life pushed me hard and I fell directly on my face. Others asked me " did it hurt?". While he stood front of me and said " don't worry, it will hurt a while. But you will stand on your feet again. And don't forget everytime you fall I will be standing next to you to help you stand again. I am there for you always and forever." Then he held my hand, frimly yet gently, helped me to stand on my feet again. And then I knew he is the one. He was the one. He will be the one, always and forever.
Sometimes I day dream. Just Dream. You know, the one in which you just suddenly get lost into your thoughts. Yes the same kind one. Closing my eyes I dream thousands of what-if's and in-cases. Keeping all the negatives, doubts and fear aside by having a moment for myself, I just travel to my dreamland. A land where I can imagine myself whatever I wish to be in real life, as in future. I know it's a matter of just few minutes, but yet those beautiful few minutes are gift to myself from myself. A gift worth keeping. A dream of worth dreaming again.
And trust me that feeling is so satisfying.🍁
She had her determination in mind, the courage in her spirit and the fire in those eyes as her weapons.
With those she went to fight her battle called LIFE.🌈
Dear Mom,
Thank you for pushing me to arrange my messed up room alone... because little did I know that in future I have to arrange my messed up life, Alone.
In the era of candle light dinner, a heart full conversation under the moonlight......is still blissful.💛🖤
From sharing food and discussing homework to, sharing hotspot and discussing crushes ........We all GREW-UP!!!
Thousands of eyes were staring at him, yet he fell for the one looking down.🖤❤️