A museum of people
Set your perfect up for others to see
Not a hospital of the broken
but a showcase of false atrocities
They watch and see what you say
Mistakes held against you
No judge or jury in the grapevine
Love when it's convenient
kindness wont benefit you
If your lost alone
That's when we feel,
Right at home
Paint a smile on your lips
Hide the sinfulness
Forbearance at it's best
Waiting for acceptance
Try to be better
You wont be good enough
A wolf is inviting you in
A feast of innocence
Waiting to begin
Bury your old unproductive self, always pulling you back self,
Bury your negative self, always complaining self,
Bury your stuck up self, the impossible self.
Strong women amaze me.
We go through a plethora of scenarios meant to test us, encouraged to break our spirit and soften our stance and yet instead of becoming weaker, our strength multiplied.
My girlfriend has been staying here since recently coming back from a domestic situation in Texas which turned violent .. we spent most of the night talking, telling tales of real life scenarios we were able, by the grace of all that is sacred and holy, to endure, sustain and conquer when the odds were stacked against us.
We aren’t meant to be controlled, we didn’t come equipped with a remote and shame those that think they should make an attempt to try. One thing I know for certain, the day wi...
I know you are too far from me.
But leaving you ,choosing one is not a option.
I just wait for the right time when you come to me.
I love you.
These next 6 days need to fly by fast. I’m excited to Find out what my baby is ❤️
Baby M is already so loved, I’ve had my family talking about her since we found out I was pregnant.
My son is excited about his new little sister he talks about her all the time.
Today is the 19 week check mark.
I’ve felt baby kicks Here and there.
I’m too excited to see the look on my stepdaughters face, my husbands face, and my sons face when they say what it is.
Then pictures for the announcement after 😍
6 more days!!!! 💜
Shades of life is penned
Colours of life is captured
Smiles of life is nourished
Words of life is motivated
It was a matter of chance ,our meeting and I couldn't help but think that mysterious forces were in play to make our paths coincide that day. We walked side by side, with our backpacks on, laughing, oblivious to the rest of the world .I honestly thought that the moment would last forever.When we held hands under the starlit sky ,I realised that I had fallen for you . It wasn't too long before we drifted apart though.Unfortunately I'm a sucker for romance and delusional as maybe ,I still believe that someday we'll run into each other on the street and maybe we'll pick up right where we left off.
Slips right between conversations
hide behind the smile
comes to see me
in broad daylight
just waiting for
a single text
a photograph away
under my skin
lives in me
but doesn't pay rent
if I am at
or in my private space
Like an old
It fills me
and leaves me empty inside
Like first rain
It takes over my senses
until I am drench
as memories cut through
It leaves me numb
make me do
things I won't do
leave people I love
hurt them with words
once used on me
As it breaks me
I miss you, my love, with every day, every hour, every minute.
I miss the way my heart beats so hard when I hold your hand.
I miss the way you look at me, the way you smile, the way I lose track of time when we talk.
I miss the fact that I can just listen for hours to your anecdotes and never be bored.
I miss the way you make me feel, when I hug you.
With you, am a better man.
With you, I am who I was supposed to be.
With you, I am complete.
we roamed hallways,
decorated in small talk
but i wanted to know
what was at your core
how do i know
you can guard
my heart properly
when i don’t know
within your walls
- ashley jane
painted on skin,
a cosmic creature
tattooed in starlight,
she’s all mermaid shimmer
and dragon scales,
the bearer of
an all-knowing glowing
between her heartbeats
- ashley jane
Why are you still in my mind, soul and every where?
Why do i think of u all the time?
Why I can't forget u when it's the most important thing to do..
Why I just love u even when u dont?
Why you had to leave me at my most important times..?
So many why's which apparently has no answers know...
Which apparently took everything out of me.. And know I'm empty..
and then comes the holy spirit gazing at me ..
alluring me with the gift of freedom , freedom from the glass box in which he had sealed me! reciting the prayer i was about to pass , the glass box made history which will forever last.slave of my own thoughts i stand rustic and numb ;still to my memories defending my will , a ray of golden gushes in making me fragile remembering the sins . he stood there watching me crave ,all he wanted to put me down in the grave ; i was blind to see his demonic wishes , too indulged in loving him all i saw was darkness around the corner ; till the time my soul was a loner . abandoned and isolated was the feeling down my spines , i was seeing the man who i lov...
The day we will know what we are,
is the day when light within us,
will sparkle like
An old message in a bottle,
Came sailing through the sea,
A treasure of sorts,
A mystery it claimed to be,
sketched was a map,
With a great wide X,
Amongst the palms on the island,
A black chest rested,
I set sail to the island,
In pursuit and excite,
Waddling through the waves,
Swaying with the sea,
After many a perusal,
I saw the distant island of palms,
Steering the wheel slender,
I made it there at last,
I ran to the place where the X was meant to be,
Digging the earth ,
For My treasure,
I couldn’t resist,
I opened the black chest,
It was empty as the air,
Another note of paper lying bare,
It was a map of a city,
Where the sun set late,
An X in the center,
A metal box lay,
Again in pur...
Spirit of Life, Kindle in us the strength to be bold in love, peace giving and kind in all ways as You change the world in us, through us and around us. Thank you for family, new and full of years. I am so extremely blessed to have been given such blessings of joy. Such blessings as these give a wild light, Your wild light in my heart...and in my smile. You are stunning beyond everything imaginable and are breatakung and breathgiving beyond the unimaginable and awe inspiring. Guide us in all ways of Your Beautiful and Glorious Wisdom and I pray for the kindness of heart that this world so desperately needs. Help me in Your Song of Songs in the Drumming Rain and Your Reign. The Truth of Love ...
Que ignorância a junção dos nossos corpos.
O deslizar das nossas mãos; cada curva sua. Tua respiração ofegante me chama. Fujo de mim, desampara meus lados complexos. Sou inteira tua, por culpa minha de te querer tanto. Despe a minha alma e aquece todos meus nervos. Me envolve na tua dança. Pele na pele. Confia meu eu no teu. Caio no teu céu e quando me percebo, descarga elétrica e água corrente.
— C. Bachtzen.
A new voice has entered my life. One that doesn’t belittle. One that doesn’t bring me down. A soft voice of encouragement and joy. Where wasteland once lay, friendship blooms, teaching us how resilient nature can be. I actually smiled today. A milestone for sure. The heart has moved on from the deceit, ready to grasp on to something new. Whatever the future may hold, it’s clear now, that anything can be overcome. No time to look back now, the future might slip away.
all the endless love
in my soul
so that when
stains your homeland
and my spirit ascends
the universe will explode with
infinite new galaxies of stars
spelling out Your name
in this lifetime
and guiding You
in the next
“Stige Opp Igjen”
She's a beautiful dreamer with eyes like an angel
A body to die for and a mind just like mine.
She keeps all her thoughts and dreams in a journal
The passion she writes with keeps growing with time.
Sometimes her dreams are playful and vivid
Sometimes her thoughts are scary and dark.
I wish I could be there to help and to heal her
And put back together her sad, broken heart.
If she just lets me in and gives me her trust
I'll hold her together and keep her from breaking.
I've already fallen for her beauty and charm
My mind and my body are hers for the taking.
So my dream girl exists I've finally found her
Scarred and beaten but a spirit unbroken.
She dreams about leaving this world with a ba...
Dear people of the world,
We are all butterflies unable to see our own beauty. Only others can truly see it. If people say you are not beautiful they are the caterpillars who do not see the beauty you posses, only your strangeness in how different you are. That does not mean that your beauty is nonexistent, only that they focus on how you are different and not the beauty and color of your wings.
Love from Ashlee Grace B.
There are three people standing on the top of a mountain. This mountain overlooks humanity and its entirety. They can see time pass, from the cavemen to the astronauts that went to the moon, to the scientist today curing cancer. One of them looks up at the sky and says: "Breathtaking." The only girl of the three tilts her head up too and sighs lightly. She closes her eyes and searches blindly for a hand of the second man. Their hands intertwine and she guides his body closer to her. Finally the last one of the trio aims his eyes at the sky too. There they are, three people, on the top of a mountain, having the possibility to see humanity and its entirety, yet choosing to look at the sky. They...
Forgiveness is a two-way street: whenever we forgive someone, we are also forgiving ourselves.
That air of intimidation blew me over.
The evening grew duskier. My Roman antique clock tick tocked.
The tenor turned cold. My phone kept ringing like one fire alarm. I ignored.
I ran down the staircase, only to be found alone in my home. I panicked.
There was a letter on the diners table. And it read just what happened above. The same lines written down neatly with no signature. I flipped it over. It was plain. Trembled was I.
I opened the door of my store room. The room was organized, like one cleaned up crime scene. But the pungency was hard to ignore.
I blocked my nose and walked further, into the corner of the room. She was there, waiting for me. Lifeless.
You've caught me.
In your bouquet of roses.
In your dance of passion.
In your old French songs.
I smell the roses,
I dance to your song of love.
I smile at the thought of you.
You've caught me.
Please don't give up.
Please don't quit.
Please keep trying.
I know it can be difficult.
I know it can be painful.
But don't give up.
I'm here for you.
At first when I was very very young, I was told that a home is a building you live in. A building made of bricks and cement and doors and windows.
So I loved mine with all my heart. Decorated the walls and the windows with little drawings and stuff. But then one day, I had to leave that house.
As I grew older, I realised that a house becomes a home because of the people who live in it. The memories they create there. The walls and the windows and the doors become witnesses to those memories as they are created, remembered and relived over the years.
So I decided to make a human being my home. For some time it was wonderful. But I always slept with one eye open. There w...
people with broken heart & the ones who tend to break,
His Love Is Accumulating Dust On My Heart. It's piling up. He who walks into my life first decides to run his finger over it. It's hell, hopeless & disappointing when the dust sticks to him & he wipes it off. Even my tears are unable to wash it off.
Loneliness creeps in like a black, disgusting devil but I've rose from the grave, dug in the way of underworld. I'm able to battle with him!
With his love,
This app is amazing! I love that you are so involved taking time to not only read what we have to say but actually writing lettrs back!! And just so you know i ended up telling a few people about the app. Not going to lie at first I wasn't trying to say the name of the app. J kept saying "Weekly writing challenge" 😂 . This is my personal space.... I just had surgery on Thursday (hernia repair) so I've been spending most of my time on this app. I enjoy meeting new people and I feel like I meet them through their lettrs .
Smile it really is good for the soul 😊
No soy un experto sobre la mente...
Diablos, a veces ni siquiera estoy seguro de qué ocurre dentro de la mía. Claro que conozco cierto datos curiosos; el incesante debate sobre el hemisferio creativo y el analítico, o cómo el Alzheimer se presenta de cuarenta a cincuenta años antes de mostrar síntomas.
Cosas como esas. Triviales, en realidad.
Maravillosa la mente, ¿no crees? Por supuesto. Por eso la estudias y pretendes hacerla una parte vital de tu vida. Te lo aplaudo. Te lo aplaudo y, sin embargo, espero que no dejes de darle el mando al corazón de vez en cuando.
Yo peco de eso, ¿sabes? Muchas veces me dejo guiar de más por el corazón, sin pensarme las co...
I never wanted to say this but somehow I feel u deserve a THANK YOU,
You know the fact that I get irritated by few habits of yours but still, u don't change. yes I don't like few things and I want you to quite those habits, one day you will quite those things but I am not sure till that time I will be same or not. So I want to thank you now for all those good things you have given me and for all those beautiful memories we have created together.
Thanks for understanding me,
Thanks for being there when I need you,
Thanks for ending all the fights every time.
thanks for not being unnecessary possessive.
thanks for telling me I love you even when I don't say so
Sometimes, I become anxious over the possibility that I won't be able to achieve anything.
That, perhaps, I don't have it in me to fulfill my ambitions and my passion.
That instead of me, it should be that woman who is boldly able to tell a pervert off in the subway, or that mother who is struggling as a single parent.
That, it doesn't make sense...for it to be me.
As a matter of fact,
I'm told these thoughts are normal,
And that I shouldn't be so sceptical of myself.
That I should trust myself more.
That everybody has their struggles and their trophies.
But, truthfully, it boggles my mind whenever words like these swirl around my head, because I don't understand.
Quizás no sea este
el mejor medio de expresarlo
pero quiero agradecerte
tanto lindos momentos juntos.
Quizás no pueda elegir ahora
las mejores palabras
para poder escribirte
como te lo mereces.
Pero quiero que sepas
que la distancia es un capricho
y que estes donde estes
yo siempre estaré con vos.
Y aunque no nos veamos seguido
te tengo siempre muy presente
y que sepas que te quiero
es mi mensaje de hoy.
FINALLY. I can finally say to myself, family, friends and even to my enemies that your girl is graduating. I couldn't forget everything that I experienced for the past 4 years. This is the best years of my life, its not perfect but it is indeed memorable with lessons and gud shits in life.
God gave me an amazing constants. My friends who light up my years & who taught me a lot in life. Professors who gave me hard times but it made me prove myself that I can do so much better to be deserving. My luvies, I love you, guys. You have no idea how you saved me every time I fall apart. My family. This is all for you. I might not be the BEST person or the SMARTEST student, but I g...
Me sentindo com sorte.
Minha vida mudou magicamente, e estou prestes a lançar meu primeiro livro.
Sou muito grata por tudo que vem acontecendo na minha vida, e por todas as bênçãos que surgem.
Todo dia uma nova oportunidade de crescimento.
Muito obrigada mesmo ♥
É maravilhoso trabalhar e estudar no que eu quero e gosto.
To one of my close to ALMOST,
I am a diffucult task to accomplish.
I am a broken piece that may consume your heart and soul to have me repaired.
I am an ego that is too strong to break.
I am a mixture with no identified elements.
I am, your CHAOS and ORDER.
Your DESTRUCTION and PEACE.
Your GRIMACE and GLOW.
Your SORROW and LAUGHTER.
Your PAIN and HAPPINESS.
I am what you NEED and NOT.
What you WANT and NEVER HAD.
Thank you for all the PATIENCE.
I have thought a lot about life recently. And I'm so glad that I made some discoveries about myself, which give me now the opportunity, to be grateful for every single day. No matter if he was good or bad. To be grateful for all the people, who shared their lives with me, who do it now and who will do it. I hope, you'll make these discoveries someday, too.
You fell asleep while we are on the phone, so I've decided to write you this letter.
I've missed our late night calls, I've missed how crazy and silly we become when we talk alone.
I've missed your sleepy voice and the way you slowly close your eyes before you fall asleep.
I'm greatful and I'm lucky, to be the last voice you hear, and the last face you see, before you beautifully sleep.
The cutest thing ever...
Thank you for being you.
Thank you for being there for me through thick and thin.
Sleep well my dear. I'll be right here.
"home is where the heart is"