"I turned at once and said: 'Who could bear touch my heart, I must see him'". ⚫ Blackout poetry circa 2017, Self Portrait circa October 2018.
Felt this topic tugging at my beart strings lately, Ive had a few things happen that have hit close to home & I know first hand how important it is to talk! Please reach out to somebody if you are struggling.Its a bit long (my bad) but I wrote this a few weeks ago (scroll) with social pressure & the need to be accepted I just felt that people need to know you can speak out & mentall illness is nothing to be ashamed of. We are or have, all struggled in life at one point or another, you have no idea what someone might be going through. Be kind.💜🧡
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A few favs from my shoot with Sami up in the hills of northern Nebraska. Sami’s high school theater experience and chill personality made for a great time.💯
I’m bilingual- I speak bitch too.
The one responsible for making the Big Apple much more awesome. Happy birthday woman! @maddy_mock13
- A world without Stan.
Stan always introduced me to his friends. I made my first friend because of him. His name was Peter. Peter and I did the craziest things, short of jumping off roof-tops, ofcourse. No matter how much trouble he got us into he'd never forget what uncle Ben once told him, and come to think of it, neither will I.
Stan was an ordinary man, but he knew some extraordinary people. During my weekends, when school was off, he'd take me to visit Mr. Stark, Dr. Richards and Prof. Xavier. They'd see me walk in with Stan, immediately drop the larger than life selves, pick me up and tell me about their.. adventures they would call it!
Stan always joked that he has friends from all over the universe, and that they would come visit him. I remember being there once though. Meeting Thor. Thor was a fun bloke and always carried a hammer with him. He would ask me to pick it up and pass it to him, which I obviously never could. He always found it amusing.
Time really flew by with Stan and his friends. What I never realised was that, he loved to see the joy on my face through is act of giving. He gave me all his friends who I have later made my friends. In a way, he made my childhood.
Stan suddenly had to leave today. I don't know where he went but hope he is fine. It is difficult to think that how his ordinary life has left an extraordinary presence in me.
Stan, you were the man!
Remembering Stan Lee(1922-2018). Thank You Dr Anujeet Paul(Ex-Kapsonian) for sharing us with your thoughts.
Picture Credits: Pinterest
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winner-winner-chicken-dinner for these parents!! everyone ate snow cones before beach photos then we all went out for burgers afterwards. Coolest parents on the block, adore this family so much!!
She was life itself. Wild and free. Wonderfully chaotic. A perfectly put together mess. —The Better Man Project
Today a friend said to me, “I really need your opinion on something. When I was trying to decide what to do I thought to myself ‘what would Sarah do’ because you’re the kindest person and always willing to do for others.” I paused before I replied. I think my response might have taken her off guard. I told her I’m at a point in life where I’m kind of over doing for everyone else and worrying about whether it’s the “right thing to do.” Sure, it’s absolutely wonderful to do things for others but when does it become enough? Do they even notice what you’re doing? Did you stop to think the same way for yourself? What wonderful thing had you done for you? Sometimes we have to wake up differently. Maybe those who are deserving of your acts of wonder don’t have us stopping to think if we should do them or not. Don’t discount yourself in order to add sparkle to someone else. Those who are worthy of your acts already appreciate and see your sparkle too.
I don’t promise to forget the mystery, but I know I’ll have a marvellous time.
“For it is God who works in you to will and to act in order to fulfill his good purpose.” — Philippians 2:13 NIV 💙
Sometimes we don’t find what we are looking for and that’s okay...
When you were younger, what did you want to be when you grew up? I always wanted to be a dancer 😬
They disrespected and betrayed you. They didn’t hear your pleas. They were self-absorbed. You convinced yourself that you’re supposed to suffer because that’s what the protagonists in some of the famed movies, novels, and stories dictated the whole of humanity to be. Suddenly, you could no longer recognize who you are. Every snippet of your conviction, principle, and idealism was gone. And in your core, a burrow scored by their absence lurks like a fictional character who’s about to consume the remaining rays of hope you have. It was dark, murky, and leaden. But please, do not give in.
Let your pillows be witnesses to your grief. Cry and weep and wail until the river of tears dry up. Be consumed with the majestic beauty of literature and the arts. Courageously go on an adventure in other fields and dimensions you’ve never encountered before. Reinvigorate your to-do list. Do things at your own pace.
Listen to the one gazing at you from the future: the fiercer you. What is life if we get everything we want and prayed for at the moment we expected them to greet us? Where’s thrill, excitement, and pleasure in not challenging the maelstrom of hardships around us? Didn’t we question everything at one point, our decisions, our gifts, our value as a person?
Because today, I’m not asking you to forget the hurt and pain and trouble they inflicted on you; no, not even to show you the path and steps to forgiveness. Instead, may this remind you that there’s someone who believes in you; that in time, all wounds will be healed.
Meaning breathes from tales of triumphs, overcoming of odds, and facing life’s battles head-on. I hope you embrace the process and rediscover yourself all over again. And when the ashes of frustrations of the past subside on the horizon, may your desire to be a comeback story the same way millions of people on the face of this planet strive to do each day overwhelm your heart with interminable virility.
This is a gasping proof that you are not alone.
No, I’m not going to ask you to forget those who caused you pain; those who made you feel small; those who crumpled your person like a piece of paper with their declarations and actions. No, not now.
You know deep within you that you treated them fairly. You undressed your soul under the scorching heat of their presence even if little by little, you’re being burnt. When you smiled at them and whispered your dreams, all you were thinking was the future you’ll subtly paint together on a blank canvas; you were firmly holding your brush without knowing that they were about to let go of theirs.
You accepted them for their persistence. There was a radiant glow in your eyes. They cherished you more than anyone you crossed paths with. And for the first time, someone stared at you the same way you peer at the sunset. Heartfelt. Intimate. Poetic…
You remember everything like it happened yesterday: endless late-night conversations; surprises; secrets; passwords; contact numbers; favorite song, color, artist, coffee flavor, and travel destination; and yes, surreal moments.
You thought they were the one. You saw the signs you were looking for since childhood. You’ve been showered with sunrises. You sincerely whispered to the universe that if you’ll ever meet them, you’ll love them with all you have, with every cell of your body. You expected to set sail smoothly with them while holding their hands and you found yourself in a pit of desperation when you realized that you’ve mistaken; that everything was a fleeting illusion to your preconceived idea of romantic love.
Yes, doubts pierced through your heart. You shut off your closest friends and family and sought for an end to your sufferings. You imagined things you’ve never anticipated to ever invade your awareness.
(Continued in next post)
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We owe it to ourselves to live the greatest life that we’re capable of living, even if that means that we have to be alone for a very long time. -@heidipriebe
You're your own soul mate.
Some things are meant to stay and some are meant to leave
I’ve heard it all, from the people i cared about to the people who barely knew me. But what seems apparent in my journey to making it somewhere is you have to start small to make it big. I lived by those words does and would soon regret it.
Making it somewhere not mean sacrificing your principles to accomplish your dreams or goals; To live without your principles means forgetting the person you are. Being someone I’m not isn’t helping me if I’m putting up a fake facade for everyone to notice me.
A heart of pure gold is who I am. I prefer to be myself and do the things that will make me happy. So if the world notices me, they’ll truly know the person I am. Not someone who follows the crowd but the one who leads it.