You took everything, leaving me with emptiness. Emptier than how I used to. Maybe I don't deserve anyone. For I now have nothing.
To this day, I am raising my white flag. Stop. I don’t want to see, feel, hear, smell, or taste you again LOVE. You are my kryptonite, or worse, you are my grim reaper.
There is so much more that our so-called instruments cannot detect. Even radio signals were first detected not too long ago, JC Bose being a pioneer in sending them artificially
With a full pink moon And starry nights I will stand underneath The Northern lights
I wanted to see all your old photographs, so I could see you in the freeze frame, when you were just a child, & they called you by a different name
I am personally grieved by the animosity and lack of respect that people show to political leaders who they don’t agree with. However, I found myself developing my own form of judgementalism toward people, so I have been working very diligently to cultivate a purity of heart, appreciation of others, and a greater level of emotional peace during this time.
Change is constant, nothing's permanent. What's important is that we must know how to cope in these trying times. The ending does not necessarily mean we're doomed. Let's all get through the darkness until we see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Mahal, kung tayo man ay magkita sa susunod na buhay Hiling ko'y sana ako naman ang piliin Ang mga guhit nati'y bibigyan na ng kulay
"Men And Dreams In Dhauladhar" is a contemporary fiction novel which is encircled by the lives of three protagonists, Nanda, Khusru & Rekha.
Why does an offspring cry? Because it has needs. And those needs need to be fulfilled. The said offspring does not know the ways of the world like its parents do.
this world is graceless and a bit mediocre. this world is heartless and as are the people who inhabit it.
You told me of your dreams And I told you everything About joy and hurt and love gone dim You only smiled and pulled me near I still love that you were the one Who could chase away my fear
And I can't get over you. I cannot just erase you in my mind. I cannot just unlove the spirit that lives in your chest, and just like how you vanished, I cannot convince myself that you were just a mirage from a lucid dream.
Self-love is long-lasting; loving oneself in spite of all your imperfections and quirks allows you to stay immune to these ego-feeding schemes that exist today. Protect yourself, at all costs from these schemes, love yourself, and don't allow anyone's judgment to make you love yourself any lesser.
now we're talking in the most subtle of ways we're waiting for when we'll be together for a night