「my love」の投稿一覧

My life line

India my love

A bird's nest in my class room

This mama bird trusted me enough to make it's nest in my class room !! 🥰🥰😍😍

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I love my day

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My first love dairy..

In days of old, our love did gleam, A whispered promise, like a dream. Though now we've parted, hearts once entwined, The memories linger, sweet and kind. A chapter closed, yet love remains, In hidden corners, it sustains. Though paths diverged, and tears were shed, You'll forever dwell in my heart's homestead.

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A Letter To My Greatest Love

My Dearest Anne Words neglect to communicate the profundities of my affection for you, for a fire consumes more brilliant than 1,000 suns, a feeling so extraordinary that it consumes my every idea and breath. From the second our eyes originally secured in an immortal hug, I realize that I had tracked down the unaccounted for part of my spirit. With you, each second is an orchestra of enthusiasm and want, an everlasting dance of two spirits laced in an affection that resists the limits of reality

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my beautiful love

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The meaning of life in my opinion

Kenapa cerita ku begitu berat untuk jadi dewasa padahal aku tidak minta dilahirkan, apakah boleh secape ini menjalani hidup ini.aku tau bahwa dunia adalah tempat hukuman bagi Adam dan hawa.jadi apakah kita dihukum karena lahir didunia ini?...tapi kalau dipikir tidak juga... Bahagia? Bahagia tercipta karena pemikiran kita yang membuat bahagia,padahal kalo dilihat biasa saja.... Mengeluh? Mengeluh dibuat oleh pemikiran kita sendiri karena kurangnya bersyukur Bersyukur? Bersyukur bila terjadi karen

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UNDER MY UMBRELLA

Sometimes you just have to make the one you love see and hear of how much you love and care for them, most time after a long period of been together a lot of things stop happening and those things are some of the reason we break up.

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VERY MUCH IN MY OWN HEAD

“Growing up I was very much in my own head, my own world. Instead of getting a babysitter my mom would just go to work and leave me at the house. We didn’t have a TV or anything. And when there’s no one to talk to, you just become your own friend. I’d look out the window and try to imagine myself doing things. Like: ‘What would it be like if I was standing on that roof? What sort of things would I see?’ But when you do that too much, at some point you get lost. I didn’t even feel alone. It’s har

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