I'm at a point in my life where I am okay with people not liking me.

I am okay with people not understanding my part of the story.

I don't owe anyone any explanation.

I am here to live my life.

I choose to NOT be bound by the shackles of "what people think".

I choose peace.

I choose my truth.

I choose myself.

Over and again.

All excuses are false, who wants can. ♡

Artwork by, Quint Buchholz.

“There is a kind of sadness that comes from knowing too much, from seeing the world as it truly is. It is the sadness of understanding that life is not a grand adventure, but a series of small, insignificant moments, that love is not a fairy tale, but a fragile, fleeting emotion, that happiness is not a permanent state, but a rare, fleeting glimpse of something we can never hold onto. And in that understanding, there is a profound loneliness, a sense of being cut off from the world, from other people, from oneself.”

–Virginia Woolf

English Writer

~ 1882 - 1941 ~

1967 Oldsmobile 70-X Toronado

1967 Oldsmobile 70-X Toronado

The first time Annabelle was ever afraid!!! 🤣🤣🤣

The BEAUTY . .

🩶🧡🤎

Really good picture

This wonderful work of art is inspired by The Matrix and Da-at.❤️

Please don't talk to me about patience, you don't know how many things I wait for, you don't know about the long moments as I watch the clocks move slowly, you don't know about the wishes I wait to fulfill, how many trials I endure to the point that I fear I'll get used to them, don't ask me about my endurance because I endure unbearable absurdities every day, I overcome situations that if they happened to you, I might end your life immediately, I overcome personal, hurtful details that push me to collapse, I overcome the disappointments of friends, those I trusted and who let me down severely and who deliberately hurt me, you don't know how many times I overcame anxiety attacks to appear calm in front of you, you don't know how many times I overcame feelings of loss, longing, and yearning, even sadness, regret, and self-flagellation, all these feelings that I keep in fear of appearing extremely fragile and weak in front of someone, and please don't talk to me about war and challenge.. I am always at war, with myself that searches for any opportunity to escape from the world and from my reality in continuing life normally, a war against my fears of the future Disturbed and shaken, a very harsh reality, responsibilities and endless pressure, I am just a beautiful image in front of you, you do not know the truth of the matter, you do not know what is happening behind the scenes.

That was not his job. He did all he could

Mary Shelley once said: "The history of villains is much more entertaining than that of heroes, because monsters are not born, they are created. They do not emerge from emptiness or darkness of their own accord, but are shaped by circumstances, by the wounds of the world around them. They reflect the depths of human pain, rejection, loneliness, misunderstanding. A hero is defined by his acts of bravery, but a villain is the result of a heart that was once pure and ended up corrupted. Monsters, in their tragedy, show us what could happen to us all, if the world were to turn its back on us."

You just need to find a nice spot and appreciate life☮️

Don't worry, one day we're gonna sit together and say; “it was hard, but we made it”

Ich habe eine Frage an dich: Was ist, wenn es besser wird, als du es dir je hättest vorstellen können? Was ist, wenn all die Veränderungen, die du gerade in deinem Leben vornimmst, zu etwas führen, das schöner ist, als du es dir je hättest vorstellen können? Ja, es kann schiefgehen, ja, es kann in die falsche Richtung laufen, aber es könnte sich auch in ein wunderschönes Wunder verwandeln! Deshalb bitte ich dich: Wenn du das nächste Mal zu viel nachdenkst oder an etwas zweifelst, stell dir vor, was wäre, wenn die Dinge besser laufen würden, als du es dir je vorstellen könntest! Denn das könnten sie! Denk positiv, denn das Negativdenken zieht Negatives an! 🫵🏾

They started their new rock group called "Hiss"

The most difficult lesson I’ve faced as an adult is the unending need to survive, regardless of how broken I feel inside.

It doesn’t matter if my heart is aching, if I’m mourning the loss of someone I love, or if I’m too tired to even get out of bed.

Life doesn’t wait for me to catch my breath.

It keeps moving forward, indifferent to my pain, and I’m left with no choice but to push through, even when every part of me is screaming for a moment of rest.

But what’s even harder is realizing that no one truly prepares you for this. We grow up believing in the comfort of happy endings, only to be met with the harsh reality that survival often means pretending you’re okay when you’re not.

And maybe that’s the hardest part—not just surviving, but doing so quietly, without letting the weight of it show. Yet, through it all, we find strength we never knew we had, because despite the heaviness, we keep moving.

Sona Rajput

𝜕𝛳𝛼𝐵𝜔

Art: Pinterest

Nikola Tesla advocated for the significance of consuming sun-derived foods to resonate with its radiant energy. Through his literary works, he elucidated that plants grown under solar influence encapsulate this energy, providing the most substantial energy reserve. Fundamentally, fruits consist of sunlight-infused minerals. Consequently, plant consumption translates to absorbing sunlight and replenishing our bodies with immense, unadulterated energy. Awareness of solar energy's impact on our intrinsic luminescence is paramount, as empirical evidence substantiates the luminescent properties of human cells.

Love and Light,

Michelle Price

And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about. ~Haruki Murakami

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(Art: Painting by Jim Musil)

The sunken city of Baiae, off the western coast of Italy, remained hidden beneath the sea for over 1,700 years. Once a lavish retreat for Roman elites, including Julius Caesar, Nero, and Hadrian, Baiae was known for its luxurious villas and temples. Pliny the Younger lived here, and the city stood as a symbol of Roman opulence. Following the eruption of Mount Vesuvius in 79 AD, Baiae, like Pompeii and Herculaneum, was partly submerged. Rediscovered centuries later, it continues to offer a fascinating glimpse into the grandeur of ancient Rome, preserved beneath the waves.