It’s been months and I’m still drowning in you.
Let me breathe. – Michaela Rule
Love is like an ocean. It is far and wide but most people are afraid to go too deep. They are afraid they will get hurt by the unknown. But once you explore the deep depths of the ocean only then do you find true beauty.
There is only one way to avoid criticism: do nothing, say nothing, and be nothing.
A ship is safe in harbor but that is not what ships are for…
You see, the one who dies with the most toys win right?
You dont owe your company shit, doest matter how much smarter you are, it is a profit driven machine, there is no room for feelings!
You might feed the lion one second and the next he is fucking eating you!
He’s empty without her and she’s heartless without him.
I find littles pieces of myself scattered throughout so many stories
“Wanting to be someone else is a waste of the person you are.”
I often suffer from basorexia
Social Media :
“He who has many friends has no friends” – ARISTOTLE (384-322 BC).
The translation familiar with goes, “a friend to all is a friend to none”.
“We were together. I forget the rest.”
― Walt Whitman
“If I knew then what I know now, well, it probably wouldn’t have changed very much. And it probably wouldn’t have changed very much because sometimes, it doesn’t matter what you know. What you feel… just takes over.”
You talked bout mental illness as it is behind closed doors and in hused voicies!
‘Cinta adalah kata lain until nafsu, ditambah nafsu, ditambah penipuan, kebohongan Dan tipu daya, cinta ialah hal paling gelap dari semua malapetaka’
Dog in the box just accept the shock!
Associate with people who are likely to improve you.
He who is brave is free
If a man knows not to which port he sails, no wind is favorable.
It is the power of the mind to be unconquerable.
Seneca, The Stoic Philosophy of Seneca: Essays and Letters
Religion is regarded by the common people as true, by the wise as false, and by rulers as useful.
Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity.
Im a snowman without the snow..
If your life was an art museum, I’d be the Van Gogh.
We all have our time machines, don’t we. Those that take us back are memories… And those that carry us forward, are dreams.
Losing your way on a journey is unfortunate. But, losing your reason for the journey is a fate more cruel.