Oil pastel; 6.25 x 6.5”

Logis du Feés, France by Sies Kranen

Franciszek Żmurko - Morning star.

@the-reverii

when people say “i can’t believe america‘s backing israel still after everything” it’s like america’s whole goal since the abolishing of slavery has been to colonize the middle east. they have started wars, directly and indirectly, with most of the countries in that region. they have supplied weapons under the table to many countries and then turned people who were once brothers and sisters against each other. they want there to be absolutely nothing left except israel since israel is their only successful colony there. just a bunch of genocidal monsters leading another bunch of genocidal monsters.

alone. just me and the nature. just me, with some paper in my hand and a pencil, writing off my thoughts over the past few years. i'm sick. tired. exhausted. i don't want anyone. i don't know anyone. i want peace. i want to be calm in my head. my body. just me. I've to deal with things in life on my own, it's the progress. life isn't linear. but it's making me feel like i'm drowning sometimes. i just want to breathe for once. even though i'm alone it sometimes feels like i'm around the wrong people.

*unfollows* immediately when someone likes my post after i follow them as if it's an acknowledgement..idk, just bothers me lol

that moment when you perfectly peel an orange in one go and suddenly feel like you can do anything.

if u think im annoying now wait until i get over my fear of being perceived as annoying

renaming a chaotic download file feels like I’m restoring balance to the universe or something.

me to me: take a deep breath, we got this.

palazzo corsini, firenze, grotta

the whisper of turning pages feels like a secret conversation with history

isn't it curious how the moon, unchanging and constant, casts a soft glow that turns the ordinary night into a scene from a poet’s dream?

does anyone else get competitive when the GPS estimates your arrival time???

every sunset is a quiet closing of one chapter, promising the fresh ink of twilight for stories yet to be written.