We never said anything about being the same old clichés, but yet, there we were.
Days and nights spent climbing up the mountains, meeting each other halfway and driving down empty roads with no real destinations in mind.
It did not matter- the world was yours and mine alone.
Our hopes and dreams in our hands.
Our maybe one day's and our if only's.
Tell me that you're still here.
I'm not the only one.
Meet me at the steps.
Move the heavens and the earth for me just like you promised.
Let's drive off into the sunset, kiss underneath the stars, and watch the whole city fall asleep.
Meet me at the steps.
There will be no one else.
Happy birthday from yesterday
A LOVE ONCE LOST
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About 6 months in, I accepted the fact that my mum had passed. All the feelings I had felt for the past 6 months were still incredibly present however I started to understand that she would no longer be here with us any longer. The more I started to accept the situation, the more I was able to grow and remember the good things. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
Photographer: @danieladamsphotography[email protected]
Why on the earth would any sane person, drenched in sweat and blood, knock at your door so worriedly that too in the middle of night ? I wonder, but was she really a human! A black woman looking like a man though. So weird and crazy. You can sometimes doubt my power of recalling things but this time I am as sure as night follows the day and I still remember in my head all the senseless words her trembling lips uttered in fear. Instead of pleading for help, She said, .
" Flesh and bones can never compute one's flight nor does skin measure the fall. Sky embraces the Earth with its day and night. And gives warm hugs but bleeds too. Those who are imprisoned in their own utmost ego, can't see this beauty. The curtain of darkness is the only Mercy to befall them." .
Now will any sane person tell me what shit was this lady speaking. By the way she introduced herself as angel. Lmao. Hard to believe such filthy maggots exist. I am a racist but for a good reason. This world needs to be cleaned. Thank you.
Some people were born for adventure. They’re the ones who say yes to trying anything once. They immerse themselves in new cultures, support local and respect traditions. They say what time are you picking me up when you say you want to head on a road trip.
They meet new people from all walks of life and connect through stories and experiences. They travel through backroads and trek mountains because the road less taken shows a new beauty yet to be discovered. They wake up early to catch sunrise and stay out late to see sunset transition to city lights.
They believe in human connection and enriching experiences. They believe in collaboration over competition because two heads are better than one. These are my people.
Adventure Buddy: @salzar
“It's beautiful when someone recognizes and appreciates us for who we are, for how we are, without trying to change us, and without any judgment. Unconditional acceptance is the truest form of love.” — Akiroq Brost #BeSeen
You get in life what you have the courage to ask for.
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here’s another one of my favorites from my spontaneous canoe trip with @haley_iott . I am a full send kind of a person and I feel that you should never hold back on your potential. Don’t miss out on an opportunity. Take risks and live life on the edge.
"What’s gonna be left of the world if you’re not in it
What’s gonna be left of the world oh
Every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more..." E hj foi dia de surpresa! Um pré wedding que já morava na minha cabeça há um tempo... O amor em meio ao caos! E nada melhor que transmitir isso com esse casalzão top em um ferro velho!
Muito obrigado sempre pela confiança e por toparem as minhas loucuras, meus futuros lusitanos! Amanhã eu caso vcs haha!!!
Why do you write? she bit her lips as she started buttoning my check shirt bottom-up.
I started writing because reading was too quiet for me,
I pushed myself out of the sleep. She was chewing her lower lip and was now rolling up the sleeves of my shirt on her.
I sometimes doubt that whether you are actually this deep or you make up stuff to give meaning to you, she was looking herself in a mirror next to our bed.
You want to know the truth?
I stood up and hugged her for real as well as on the other side of the mirror.
She nodded and I felt her hair scrub my face.
I started writing because of a serial I used to watch when I was a teenager. There was this guy who had this magical pencil.
Everything he drew transformed into real things.
I wanted to create something just like him. Something that was real, I locked my arms on her body where the shirt was way too loose.
She fit in my arms as if a missing piece fits the puzzle. So, you thought of writing and writing so well that it felt real to everyone who read it.
Yes, I emptied my lungs.
Why didn’t you become a painter then? the puzzle piece questioned.
I could only draw huts and trees, I laughed so wide that my earlobes almost fell.
And Indian flag too, she was laughing with me.
Why you tell me truth all the time. Why this conversation didn’t end on 'I started writing because reading was too quiet for me.’ Why you told me the rest of it? her hand crawled up in the air and I felt her fingers in my hair.
Because, I feel like I owe you something. 🐼
That includes truth, my time, and rest of my life.
Then let me see how it feels to be your creation, she got out of me and picked the pen that bookmarked my diary. Making a hair-bun up on the back of her head, she inserted the pen inside it.
I can’t create you, you have been created already.
Then make me feel real, she moved her hands on my shoulders and I could feel her getting on her toes. She breathed. She kissed. She skipped breathing. She kissed.
It was different. It was real. We both were on paper. Someone was drawing us. And, as we kissed, he detailed us some more.🐼
Hi friends!! 👋🏽 it’s me Kate. I celebrated my birthday this last weekend and my wonderful friends and family helped make it a great one. Figured it was a good time to show my face on here for those of you who don’t know the girl behind the camera!! This photo is an accurate representation of who I am - you can find me laughing basically 24/7 😄
Blogging will be back on track next week ☺️ this one will be about me and how I got into photography! Along with some photos of waayyyy back when I first started 🙈🙃 haha it’ll be a fun read and a way for you to get to know ya girl better! Hoping your new year has been amazing so far! So excited about all the new weddings I am booking 😍
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Your body is the home of your soul for your life 🌿 Yesterday we wrote about what unconditional love means for us, today I wanted talk about this: before I met Dante, I was always angry at my
body. I thought my skin colour is too white, my nose looked horrible, my butt was too big, etc... All these things are maybe true, but he just loved all the things on my body that I always hated. That was like a slap in my face: why should I ever hate these things if I love him. His unconditional love turned my relation to my body to (maybe not love yet) acceptance. Our body is powerful 🌿, it transforms, changes, ages, it's magic, it's the universe. The home of your soul. Accept it, love it, take care of it ❤️ ❀
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Tu cuerpo es el hogar de tu alma y tu vida 🌿 Ayer escribimos sobre lo que el amor incondicional significa para nosotros, hoy queria hablar de esto: antes de conocer a Dante, siempre me enojaba con mi cuerpo. Pensaba que era muy blanca, mi nariz era fean, mi retaguardia muy grande, etc... Todas estas cosas eran tal vez verdad, pero el simplemente amo todo eso que yo siempre odie. Eso fue una revelacion: por que solia odia esas cosas si lo amo? Ese amor incondicional convirtio la forma en que me veia en aceptacion. Nuestro cuerpo es poderoso 🌿 se transforma, cambia, envejece, es magico, es el universo. El hogar de tu alma. Aceptalo, amalo y cuidalo ❤️
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I think I’m going to go lay down right now. Probably for a reaaally long time. No one bother me plz.
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You can't use up creativity. The more you use, the more you make 🌹 Maya Angelou