12 Ergebnisse.

I couldn't breathe, life itself felt as though it became heavier. Friendships became harder to maintain and my smile faded away with each passing day. I was alone, I was broken, and I was desperate. My entire life became the opposite of what I was aiming for. I faced the world with screaming eyes and a broken heart and yet I wore a mask that showed happiness and joy. My days usually went the same: attend class, sleep in and talk to people who ...

The Anonymous. I will it name soon. " It was beautiful! Perhaps more beautiful than my music itself! I didn't imagine my music portrait as this stunning….which I never should have doubted because you are…you know…you! And neither did I know that you know my music so well that you could paint it!! It is so meaningful…. I'll wait for you tonight. See you!

It's not always easy to become an author, sometimes life is rewinding itself, and it's now not just the book or writing but something which is very close to your heart.

We always try fighting with destiny. Trying to push it towards you. Lots of stress, sleepless nights just to make it to what YOU want. The problem is we keep challenging destiny, we keep fighting against it and not for the better of it. It's time to put in the effort (without forcing it) and swim in the waves of destiny letting Allah guide that boat to rescue you. Let Allah take that thing you want so badly towards YOU. And not you racing to...

We always try fighting with destiny. Trying to push it towards you. Lots of stress, sleepless nights just to make it to what YOU want. The problem is we keep challenging destiny, we keep fighting against it and not for the better of it.

It's sad how this series came to an end. Stories are made to escape from reality and the stresses the world had fallen down on us. It is made for relaxation and comfort, to expand our minds, and to unleash unlimited imagination.

It is said that we can do anything for our dreams and sometimes we have to leave those dreams for those dreams. No one is more important than parents, but sometimes it is not wrong to pay attention to yourself. We live life but we do not know which moment will be the last moment of our life.

Few love stories have a beautiful journey, some got over and some stayed, trust me all are full of miracles you'll surely find someone who loves you truly, madly, and unintentionally.

My dear Alia, you are right, we know the "how" part of it because you were born the same way. Your mother reproduced all by herself and you are the first baby to be born this way. You are special my child. Special.

He took out his mobile from his pocket, opened the selfie camera, and put it in front of me. Because it shows lateral inversion I was still unable to find it. He gave me directions and I cleaned that portion of my cheeks. But we were still close to each other. His eyes were the color of whiskey and grace because those moments felt like being drunk into them. Neither he was doing anything nor I was doing anything but we were just standing still...

It is a fictional Love Story of unknown strangers, how they meet each other, and how they apart from each other.

Sufferings offered me a whole lot of herself In the hope that I regret my past, And get breaking my head. Hope was once my best friend, Whom I thought would never leave my side And walk along with me in all dread. Affection tapped on my shoulders And cradled me like an infant But left me soon as I no more was a child. Love crept into my backyard of barren land, And I soon closed the gates for her to not leave. But yet she flew away like a nigh...