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Nothing will exist if you don’t. – burbuqeraufi
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Nothing will exist if you don’t. Nothing will exist if you don’t. October 1, 2016. This too shall pass. 3 thoughts on “ Nothing will exist if you don’t. October 1, 2016 at 3:41 pm. Reblogged this on O LADO ESCURO DA LUA. Liked by 1 person. October 3, 2016 at 2:36 am. Liked by 1 person. November 6, 2016 at 12:40 pm. Do view my blog when you get the chance to 🙂. Liked by 1 person. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. On Hate can serio...
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With you… | SabahBatul
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Asymp; Leave a comment. A little something I wrote a while ago for the love I wish to have someday ……. There are nights when the skies are blue,. There are nights in malibu,. But there are nights I spend with you. Those are the nights my dreams come true…. Larr; Previous post. Next post →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. I had a dream.
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Family -A short story. | SabahBatul
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Family -A short story. Asymp; 2 Comments. PC: http:/ freeyoungmind.blogs.sapo.pt/tag/personalidade. It was a hard day at work. And coming back home to a nice warm family dinner meant a lot to Raina tonight. Usually it was just her and Grammy. But tonight the family was coming over to celebrate yet another occasion that she couldn’t care to remember. But it was good to have some family time. It was much needed tonight. What was the reason behind this? Raina thought of staying longer, or throwing Natasha a...
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August | 2016 | SabahBatul
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Asymp; 13 Comments. We met on a street,. Don’t remember which one. It was a day different from others,. The sky was blue,. The flowers few,. Were prettier than they were yesterday. I walked on the sidewalk,. Taking sips from my coffee,. But it all felt new,. It was all different. I crossed that road,. That lead me to my destination. To a job I loathe,. But a dream for the creation. It was all the same,. Until there were stars. In the daylight,. Stars only I could see. They were followed by honking cars.
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On common unhappiness – OrdinaryMadness
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Replacing your neurotic misery with ordinary human unhappiness. May 26, 2016. In Studies on Hysteria. 1895) co-wrote with Breuer, Freud wrote about “transforming your hysterical misery into common unhappiness”. What is common unhappiness and what can we take from it that can help us to better understand the way we suffer? Freud appears to suggest that a state of unhappiness is an unavoidable norm:. Is he being a fatalist or a realist here? Of subjective experiences of things like depression and anxiety&#...
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June | 2016 | SabahBatul
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To let her go. Asymp; 21 Comments. To let her go. When they called,. Cannot be true,. Must be a hoax! I stood still and dead. I could feel my blood turn cold and blue. From red. On the inside,. I screamed and cried for help! I needed you to hold my hand,. And help me find the energy. To breathe and stand. My whole world had shattered around me,. Everything was burning down to the ground. 8220;I need to hear your voice”,. I said to myself. I need the melody and power of soothe,. You hold against me. It wa...
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SabahBatul. | SabahBatul
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I had a dream. Asymp; Leave a comment. So I had a dream last night,. We are all on a hike. There wasn’t much of a story line. Except we all slowly die. I wake up today and realise. My dream came true. I got more wise. Start with adding a story,. To my meaning less day. For whoever decides to stay. Stay and alive, be a part of today. I am going to be kind to you. Till dusk turns the sky grey. We all go for a hike. All the faces in my dream. Are happy faces alive. I win my struggle for today. Boring, you d...
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Time flies when you’re dealing with existential crises, eh? – Princess Consuela Bananahammock.
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November 21, 2016. November 21, 2016. By Enchantress From The Seventh Dimension. Time flies when you’re dealing with existential crises, eh? So, uh. Heheh, the school is deciding on our last official day, and from Friday onwards it’s going to be back-to-back exams till like, the end of January. I get that everyone’s just on about missing their friends, teachers and other stuff like that. But the problem is, the people I. Instructions of putting up a safety pin. Of fresh air and clean lungs. Amazing peopl...
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my world – Allielush
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I'm Allie. I make sad poems. Not all, but mostly. View @allieariscayo’s profile on Twitter. View allieariscayo’s profile on Instagram. View Allie Ariscayo’s profile on YouTube. View Allie Ariscayo’s profile on Google. On Allie’s Internship. What I Want to Say to You. Day at the coffee shop. The Way I Feel. PLEASE DON’T HURT ME AGAIN. Having a Coke with You by Frank O’Hara. Why Dogs are the Best Bestfriend Ever. If We Ever Meet Again. All We Have To Do Is Wait. Day At The Hospital. The boy in that class.
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Untitled poem #1. – Princess Consuela Bananahammock.
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November 30, 2016. November 30, 2016. By Enchantress From The Seventh Dimension. 8220;We keep this love in a photograph. We made these memories for ourselves.” – Photograph, Ed Sheeran. And it’s funny, how one photograph opens the gates to. A million memories, that I kept so deep within me. I remember, when the days used to spin slow, we would sit. For hours, talk endlessly, like lovers. I can’t seem to picture now, what we’d be like,. Songs that remind me of the days we danced in the rain. This feeling ...