Baskadia

Love over hate photo album

Self made steflan

Feeling alone

Life is great when you care about living it

Letter to the Sadists.

Hey Sadist, life is not full with sadness. Try to be happy.

My photo

My own photos

Don't hate things with no reason

Advice

War

Love & Hate

Love for the sake of Allah Hate for the sake of Allah

Basket Weaves

Both the bad and good creatures know bad and good. Hates the bad, likes the good.

Werewolf and the moon Part~1

Let's begin it from once upon a time, There was a world of spirits, full of mythical creature, plants and beings. The queen of that world was named Athena a gorgeous and kind and she is a queen so most powerful. In this realm women have more power than men. She had a daughter names Kaely who was next queen and will inheritance power and post of her mother Athena on her next birthday. In that world there was a boy named Rae and Caster. Caster was the son of one powerful ruler under queen and Rae

I HATE NETWORKING FACE TO FACE WHAT SHOULD I DO?

Networking can be intimidating for many people, and it's completely understandable if you feel uncomfortable with face-to-face networking. Here are a few things you could try to make networking easier and less stressful: Find alternative networking opportunities: Instead of traditional face-to-face networking events, consider alternative ways to connect with others. This could include online networking events or social media groups related to your industry or interests. Focus on building relatio

WISHING GATE

Many believe this is the gate to the spirit realm.. Love"Great China". I believe it grants wishes, just look and say those wishes deep in your heart and see what power this picture holds

love and hate

most of the times the people we love ans care for.. are the ones who end up hurting us in return

Hate's Painful Grasp

Shrouds of darkness blocking out the light An unrelenting scourge with a voracious appetite It's cobweb of hatred entangles our hearts Devouring us piece by piece, slowly tearing us apart. We see it in the streets and we feel it in our fears It is a feeling that brings pain and tears We can't ignore it, try as we might As its powerful grip keeps us in its sight No matter how hard our efforts, hatred won't be quashed It will continue looming large until our trembling hearts have crashed So may we

The lake of hate

A lake where love started A lake where it ended A lake where it was grown A lake where it was thrown

YOU'RE THE LOVE I HATED!

Is it the obsession, Or the case is overrated. But I have to accept, You're the LOVE I HATED. yes you're the love i hated, a killing fascination, i self created. I always wanted to say this, but always felt, either it's too early,or I'm little lated. ain't matter it's only abhor you say, I'll always love you, my Rockstar Slay. I always stay in your honour, but to me you always FATED. truly i accept,you're the love i HATED. days or nights, it's only you. drowns or kites, it's only you. blur or si

Spread love not hate 💕

ONCE A LOVER, NOW A DEVIL by Richie Kharis

She told him "I hate you," but he took it as a joke Her smile was deceiving and her voice was relieving He only saw an angel with a figure like an eight And never bothered to take note of her repeated joke He told her, " Look, I love you—I'll take a blow for you." But she looked at him smiling as if his words were untrue Yes, I know, but I still hate you because that is what I do Again, he waved, but this time those words came sinking through I see you working, defending me, and fighting for me

THE STORY BEHIND DIFFERENT RACES by Richie Kharis

Many times they act like they are holy sanctimonious And every day they pray, but still they can not tell the change Another day comes hate for them, love is an easy exchange Yet far away behind their eyes lies the truth that may be strange Which is the story of two beings with no reverence but difference.. They swear to hate and kill their conscience and they welcome ignorance One sees the other as toxic, and the other sees her acerbic Now we have two enemies that would never welcome amnesties

At the end

I wrote this to try and show how i felt when i realized that the facade that i put out was nothing more then a lie. The worst kind of lie because it robbed me of my identity leaving me a stranger within my self. Surrounded my the faces of people that claim to love me but the persistent question that never seemed to be answered is how can they when even i dont know me so how could they.

We live the present

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