If I ever judge you, I'll only do so by seeing the Bookmarks tab on your Google homepage. -
If I ever judge you, I'll only do so by seeing the Bookmarks tab on your Google homepage.
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What is Hope for You? Hope is reading Edgar Allan Poe after a long day of hustle and overwork! -
What is Hope for You? Hope is reading Edgar Allan Poe after a long day of hustle and overwork!
Life is a Beautiful Tragedy with just too many semi-colons and brief periods of anxious anticipation. -
Life is a Beautiful Tragedy with just too many semi-colons and brief periods of anxious anticipation.
I love the darkness of night, the only time when I can kiss my shadow. -
I love the darkness of night, the only time when I can kiss my shadow.
Life is Solute or Solvent? -
Life is Solute or Solvent?
Craving Loneliness and Companionship in the same breath --- Is it a normal pursuit? -
Craving Loneliness and Companionship in the same breath --- Is it a normal pursuit?
People fear ageing, yet they appreciate the beauty of the oldest of galaxies in our solar system. ♥ 🌟 -
People fear ageing, yet they appreciate the beauty of the oldest of galaxies in our solar system. ♥ 🌟
Am I nothing or is it the thought of nothingness that's actually nothing? In the end, what comes out of this nothingness? Every thing or just nothing? -
Am I nothing or is it the thought of nothingness that's actually nothing? In the end, what comes out of this nothingness? Every thing or just nothing?
I dream of smelling roses. I dream of walking in the forests, playing with the dew drops on leaves. I dream of gazing the starry night sky and spotting my Galaxy. I dream of all these beautiful pursuits. -
I dream of smelling roses. I dream of walking in the forests, playing with the dew drops on leaves. I dream of gazing the starry night sky and spotting my Galaxy. I dream of all these beautiful pursuits.
What do you call this urge to do nothing else except spending one's days and nights in writing poems and short stories? -
What do you call this urge to do nothing else except spending one's days and nights in writing poems and short stories?