People pay for what they do, and still more, for what they have allowed themselves to become. And they pay for it very simply: by living the lives they lead. ~ James Baldwin

A photo posted by samnig (@samuealnigussie) on Nov 2, 2016 at 9:34pm PDT   Chaotic is her heart as her snippets roam around your mind Chaotic as art can be in its unending peak Chaotic as the world of politics and war Chaotic as her mind of strings So don't. Do not come near. Do... Continue Reading →

You either get bitter or you get better. It’s that simple. You either take what life has dealt to you and allow it to make you a better person, or you allow it to tear you down. The choice does not belong to fate, it belongs to you.’ by John Shipp

How are you guys doing lately? My heart's been up and down, inhaling love, paint, and stress all at the same time but all is good. At least I got a day like today, to rest and do whatever. But...here goes some rambling on my thoughts lately. I'm thinking of going back to Zumba. I... Continue Reading →

    Blue is the hands of a man who draws Blue like the sky at an empty night If only the stars were there Present in his blue colored palms But they aren't So there isn't much to say To the man who draws with his blue hands If only the stars were there... Continue Reading →

When you learn about what others are going through, you become too affected that you want to help in any ways you can... "Why are you so eager to help?" he asked. " I'm not asking for it," he said. My world stopped then. "Cause it's me. Cause I am J." I said back. But... Continue Reading →

Why do people travel,I wonder. Why do you travel? Why do people go far away from their homes and explore the world? I want to know. Because I haven't traveled that far. I haven't seen the world yet. And just thinking about it excites me in the highest level that I can handle. I have been... Continue Reading →

*the following text is a story based from a person's point of view, her mini life event. I love you. That is a hyperbole. An exaggeration of sorts. Because if it isn't then it would mean so much more. Because if it isn't then it would be chaos. If it isn't then the world would... Continue Reading →

"Everyone parts with everything eventually, m'dear."~Mr. Time to Alice So I shall part with myself, eventually. So I shall part with the truth, eventually. So I shall part with the people that I have now, eventually. So I shall part with the beauty of fantasy and imagination, eventually. But let me enjoy these moments. Let... Continue Reading →

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