I had been to places and I had stood there and lived there before. But it all feels like a dream even though when I had a life there. Pictures I taken, Friends I had made, Times I share there. If only I can feel that place again.
Because there is two sides of a storyAnonymous
Good deeds are never shown,
As well as sacrificial love.Anonymous
Because reading is something that molds you and adds to your character. Each triumph, lesson and pivotal moment of the protagonist becomes your own.
Every ache, pain and harsh truth becomes yours to bear. You’ve traveled with authors and experienced the pain, sorrow and anguish they suffered while writing through it. You’ve lived a thousand lives and come back to learn from each of them.Lauren Matin (elitedaily)
The roses of your words, That causes to redness of the petal or the smell of the beauty.Anonymous
Time flies and things changed. Move on as life gets better. Tomorrow the sun will shine brighter. As the night gets darker, You shall dream of your happy ever after.Anonymous
I am just a lion in a cover of a lamb.
I am just a lamb in a cover of a lion.Anonymous
You get to do and have what others can’t achieve.Anonymous
We fall in and out of love,
Even-though we had been hurt a million times over and over again.
We fall out of most things,
Because of those experience that caused us so much trauma.
We wish to be emotionless,
But matter of fact is that without it we will be heartless like a serial killer.
It will turn us into rocks,
So solid that we will forget what does it mean to have a life, to be a human.
My mask that lies within your toxicity heart and memories.Anonymous