My body, simply, was not my own.
«♥ God. photography. kittens. novels. my family. friends. blankets. coffee. tea. pancakes. waffles. food, overall. cookies. hearts and stars. beaches. surfing. oceans. nature. astrophotography. the universe. me. ♥» ◄ ▪ ▫▪ ▫ ♥ ▪ ▫▪ ▫ ► I have #colddays but a #warmheart my passion for things stretches beyond the universe's infinities and my thoughts are poetically entwined by inspiration while my stories are words that paint the canvas of reality with a kaleidoscope of colours ◄ ▪ ▫▪ ▫ ♥ ▪ ▫▪ ▫ ► i respect those who listen to the heartbeat of humanity and don't ever censor life I enjoy silence and pleasant cacophonies of conversations i love those who have loved me so much they're unwilling to let go the ones who know my hamartia. my weakness. my strengths. my embarrassments and moments of glory. my imperfections and cracks. my smiles and my tears. my skin, heart and mind. and they are still willing to love me. unconditionally. ◄ ▪ ▫▪ ▫ ♥ ▪ ▫▪ ▫ ► i pity how we define beauty as if beauty is definable when really, it is simply something that is beyond our human logic and for us to define beauty we must first understand it how do you understand something beyond our understanding? ◄ ▪ ▫▪ ▫ ♥ ▪ ▫▪ ▫ ► i wish we would not ™ equality, put T’s&C’s to freedom and had the willpower to go beyond borders and change the inequalities i wish governments were not limited to corruption and strove to better society for the betterment of society, not to suit their comfort ◄ ▪ ▫▪ ▫ ♥ ▪ ▫▪ ▫ ► this is me trying to describe me but i cannot describe myself in two thousand characters like two thousand characters is enough for the composition of my soul i don't know anyone who has and yet we still try to minimise ourselves into a certain capacity. ◄ ▪ ▫▪ ▫ ♥ ▪ ▫▪ ▫ ► just like the universe my soul, mind, heart is infinite only limited by my skin ◄ ▪ ▫▪ ▫ ♥ ▪ ▫▪ ▫ ► † “God cannot be contained in a building.” †
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Description: Oliveira Rosalina Philander would love nothing more than to beat Gabriella Dubois at her own game: a beauty pageant. And yes, if that meant doing it while wearing six inch stilettos and a ball gown dress, she’d do it. And maybe she needed to build...
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was a pity Mrs Potgieter had a hearing problem and had not yet invested in a hearing aid; it would’ve come in quite handy.
Ha, ha. LOL. Didn't even see it that way. :)