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But how do I carry such a beautiful dream When my pockets are empty and nothing's as it seems? How do I stay strong when I'm tired inside, When I have so much hope but nowhere to hide? Sometimes I think of giving up the chase, Of letting life find me, of slowing my pace. Perhaps I'm exhausted from… read more

Good morning!!

Woke up this morning thinking about car camping! The sooner my car is back on the road the sooner am off to the mountains ⛰️ or maybe gordale scar 🤔

Rambling

Sometimes I wonder where you are Missing you feels like a dying star The kind that you get too close and it leaves a scar And I just wish you weren’t so far In the present in the future in the past I always wanted it to last But you never came and destruction was the aftermath I just sit and look… read more

Scars Album

A little about my book. SCAR ALBUM "My scars are pages of a book written with tears, but read with pride. 'Cause every line of pain became a verse of rebirth.”

Help with anti-aging?

Help with anti-aging? Imagine every cell in your body has its own special job. Heart cells beat, skin cells protect you, and eye cells help you see. Inside each cell is a giant instruction manual called DNA. To help the cell do its exact job, bookmarks are placed on the right pages. These… read more

Sissu

twinkle, twinkle litle star nobody sees the deepest scar up above the world so high find your wings & learn to fly.

Born

I’ve been thinking... if you were to be born all over again by these dusty roads, where the wind sweeps the gray grit straight into the city... to be so breathtakingly beautiful in a place so wrong, it truly feels more like a burden than a gift. It is hard to keep a gentle soul intact here. If we… read more

So blessed❤️

So I had an online bf who i was gonna meet this year (yes fly to a different country) But in May I had a mental breakdown, I had flu + covid, I burnt my arm (still have the scar) and while I was at my lowest he dumped me😃 That turned into the biggest blessing 💗 look at me now an official Qatar… (edited) read more

One of my favorite photos (I love my scar lol)

The Weight of Goodbye💔

To those who read this… which hurts more: being the one who walks away or being the one left behind? 💔 Walking away carries the burden of guilt, the silent war between knowing what’s right and feeling what’s lost. But being left behind holds its own storm,the kind that whispers questions with no… read more

I think it’s a trap

Sabbath just has the look like I’m about to earn a new scar

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(Something happened today and I just needed to get some feelings out.. Gentle warning: this piece touches on difficult family memories and emotional pain 🙈) He is old now. One-legged, sitting in a wheelchair that creaks when he moves. His hands shake when he reaches for his cup, his voice… read more

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(Song:Ash Code ,Antipole -"Scar -Remix ")🎵

Moose after being struck by lightning. 🦌🌩️

Do you think the scar suits him?

Life Is Like a Cold Season

Life is like a cold season, a lonely road without a reason. The wind cuts deep, the nights grow long, yet somehow the heart still sings its song. Some days feel heavy, worn, and slow, like frozen rivers afraid to flow. You smile outside, but deep within, a silent war has always been. The rain knows… read more

"Even fire can choose pain"

That’s what we call life, isn’t it? Some choose to burn, some stand close enough to feel the heat and call it fate. But I— I am the flame. I know my fire, my light, my quiet power. Still, I lean toward them, let their hands tremble in my warmth, let their careless touch scar me. A… read more

“The Word They Never Said”

They never said sorry — not once, not ever. Some wounds were carved on purpose, some by careless endeavor. A single word could’ve healed the ache, But silence — silence was all they’d make. They acted like nothing was broken, no sin, no scar, no wrong unspoken. And we, the soft ones, started to… read more

“Rough Hands, Gentle Memories”

I remember the girl I used to be— soft hands, soft dreams, a heart that startled at the dark. But somewhere along the road I learned how silence grows inside a person, how a soul can crack quietly, piece by piece, until the echoes of who you were sound like someone else’s memory. I stopped fearing… read more

Scarface...

Every scar is a memory of battle fought alone. And then there are wounds that go too deep to heal. They never close and never heal. They remain there, forever simmering and reminding and thus become a living part of us...

"Sometimes, the more you give your heart, the deeper the scar you carry. Trust wisely, love mindfully."

Paper Crows

They folded me from brittle sheets, from hidden grief and fractured weeks, creased by hands that shook at night, and stained with things I could not write. A paper crow with charcoal wings, stitched together from broken things, I perched beneath a hollow sky, too tired to live, too scared to… read more

If you're ashamed of your scars... don't be. I know a woman with a great big scar on her face, and no woman is as beautiful as she is. Looks don't matter.

“Becoming the Person I Needed When Everything Fell Apart”

🤗🤗🤗 Life will break you in ways you never imagined through pain you didn’t deserve, through people you thought would stay, and through dreams that never happened. But in those dark moments, when everything seems to be falling apart, that’s where your strength begins to grow quietly. You see,… read more

The Grace of Forgiveness

Forgiveness is not forgetting the wounds that made us bleed, nor pretending that the pain was something we did not need. It is choosing to let go of anger held so tight, to loosen every bitter thread and make room for the light. Forgiveness does not mean the hurt was never real; it means we… read more

Where's my...

6'4" (193 cm) tall, handsome, athletic and muscular man with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, messy black hair, striking silver-gray eyes, sharp features, and a faint eyebrow scar, usually dressed in elegant dark suits that emphasize his intimidating “final boss” presence; he is extraordinarily… read more

Where's my...

6'4" (193 cm) tall, handsome, athletic and muscular man with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, messy black hair, striking silver-gray eyes, sharp features, and a faint eyebrow scar, usually dressed in elegant dark suits that emphasize his intimidating “final boss” presence; he is extraordinarily… read more

You are the Museum

You are not a convenience store open 24/7 for everyone who feels lonely for one night. You are a museum. Not everyone will understand your art. Some people will walk through you quickly without reading anything deeply. Some will only come to take pictures. Some will touch things they were never… read more

Soul and steel

I did not pledge to crown or throne nor place my name in stone i've bend no knee to lords and halls I bled for one alone broke the chain, and held no throne but still I chose your flame in every battle that I faced, I carried just your name the world can burn the sky can fall Let time forget my… read more

The Poetry Within You

❤️✍️🏻There are poems inside you that not everyone will know how to read.. . I have learned that not everyone is meant to understand me, and that is perfectly all right. I am not made for hurried eyes or careless hearts. I carry stories that cannot be told in a single conversation, strength born… read more

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A beautiful accident that left a scar but no story

Just finished Gachiakuta

I hope Amo is okay, saw her got chained by a scar face man (looks like that rope cleaner guy). And i wish to see more x3 power from Rudo too in the next season 😍😍

Hopeless romantics

We all were hopeless romantics at some point of our lives. Now bearing that scar like a shield or like a sword.

Ashprint at Solstice

They say the house was never built. It was fed. Stone learned hunger there. Doors learned to close without sound. The Keeper kept order the way frost does— not cruel, not kind, only certain that things remained where they were placed. And the girl remained. They called her ash-bound, as if soot… read more

Every scar must have a story

So about that Mississippi River...

I've tried finding answers. This is more a thought piece post, not a for sure kinda thing... Exploring the nature of saturn retrograde in pisces (sidereal) testing boundaries and structures and waters and Karmic lessons... And I guess the 2012 movie and songs clues were pointing to climate change… read more

Red skies

Yisis Veilborne: When the Heavens Crack A Dark Fantasy Poem of Divine Wrath and Faithless Followers The skies turned red. Not crimson like roses blooming beneath the summer sun, But red like the wounds of heaven, Like a thousand dying stars bleeding across the endless dark. The clouds… (edited) read more

Livores Animae, Voces Cordis

“Bruises of the Soul, Voices of the Heart” I walked a road paved thin with lies, each step a whisper of a truth undone. The shadows spoke in broken lullabies, warning me softly, run… just run… But I stayed— caught in the gravity of a promise that tasted like hope and rot at once. I learned too… read more

Love is not always a gentle song. sometimes it is the scar left by a storm, teaching us the difference between surviving and truly living.

Yesterday I wa reflecting on love, marriage, divorce, heartbreak, fear, rebellion and healing. Life is often more complicated than society allows us to admit. Some people remain in unhappy or even abusive relationship for reasons others cannot see, yet they are judged for longing to be valued,… read more

A quiet world for a black man

I dreamed of a day with no sirens in the air, No eyes on my shoulders, no weight in my stare. A day where the street didn’t ask me to prove That I belonged breathing, existing, to move. I dreamed of a world with a hush soft and wide, Where peace didn’t feel like a place I must hide. … read more