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//स्वप्ना दृश्य धैर्य कारवम//
my life is currently dominated by the letters A, T, C, and G
this is one of my shitty art works from today :( anyways i’m feeling like i totally forget how to draw and it drives me crazy which not good and i’m tying out this new style or maybe even technic to draw when you do it by layering, which i already used when i was drawing not digitally which acril but rn in digital art i feel like i totally suck at this stuff and i just really want to learn to do it better. so for now i have goals and this whole quarantine took my motivation and power and i just want to be finally free and wish it is going to be soon because i’m literally dying which is not good yk yk
Update: I am writing a fan fiction of Romeo and Juliet for my friend, because she has to submit it to her creative writing class and doesn’t have a time for it.
Italy post n. one
I haven't found God in Vatican, but at least I found The Hot Priests calendar and bought it.
paintings from my aunt's walls
These are soooooo pretty, make you feel like an Angel ........
"People. People. Endless noise. And I am so tired. And I would like to sleep under trees; red ones, blue ones, swirling passionate ones"
― Alfred Stieglitz, My Faraway One: Selected Letters of Georgia O'Keeffe and Alfred Stieglitz
na bc this
Shameless and callous I love you.
Out of indifference I love you.
In the era of calamities, you're a moment of peace.
— Nasir Kazmi
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— Afghan Proverb
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We are dreaming of tomorrow and tomorrow isn't coming, We are dreaming of a glory that we don't really want, We are dreaming of a new day when the new day's here already, We are running from the battle when it's one that must be fought. And still we sleep. We are listening for the calling but never really heeding, Hoping for the future when the future's only plans, Dreaming of the wisdom that we are dodging daily, Praying for a savoir when salvation's in our hands. And still we sleep. And still we sleep, And still we pray, And still we fear. And still we sleep.
— Dead Poets Society
the intimacy of handwritten letters ♡
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In the era of calamities, you're a moment of peace.
— Nasir Kazmi
Source: Pinterest
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Timid petals,
Fell on my lips
Rusted metal,
Bound on my ribs
Knew you wouldn’t settle
For anything but bliss
Here’s to my purity and insanity
I was a prisoner of fall,
A prisoner of fall
~ ghosts of tulips past :: 💌