They grieve their loved ones
to death then are the loudest...
Commute.
Scan this QR code for love...
i'm trying to keep my composure
while cutting the flowers i just...
Tell me why flowers
do not last...
Everything is for acting
I am an entertainer...
The Scream (1893) by Edvard Munch
He realized there...
Guys,
I don’t know about you...
My day starts at 5 am, an hour before your alarm...
stirring you from whatever soft dreamland you...
Corroding in sinews,
blooming in soul...
Life is a line, curve, something of a design
in a crystal ball...
Things tend to end to deny their endlessness.
Endlessness is where they learn to end...
The observer and the observee are the same
but we cannot observe that at once...