Baskadia

Hidden

Being alone can kill, it about myself hiding from the light because of fears, humiliation, rejected.

Five Things You Need to Know about Writing Articles

As a blog blogger and content writer, your writing will always be in the spotlight—and that is nothing new for you. It’s just how it should be. But, here are five things I’ve learned during my years as a freelance writer, so you can always tell when I write to hit publish because it’s done! 1.) Don’t let your ego interfere with your writing. Even if something makes sense, don’t forget the audience is watching. The first impression you give to someone who reads your work is vital to making any ki

Introducing myself.

Regards arte lovers:Here is me @dpaulinos introducing myself.I'm a self taught artist making art since childhood,nature inspiring me and learning with the pictures of the great artwork masters.Working in traditional mediuns and digital art.Thank you.

Traveling in a parallel world I loved myself.

Narcissist? Unfortunately, this novel is not like that. Please read if you are interested. I'm sure you will like it. This story is about the best treasure I've found in a parallel world.

SONG BY MYSELF

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Myself

You are who you are. So don't care much about others .

All for Myself

All for Myself by La Kasha So what after all, Who knows it right all, Not anyone at all, But I want to get all, All from the halls of fame. What did I knew about fame, Nothing at all, But now I want it all, For all to see me in the hall, The hall of fame for all, Though it doesn’t work for all. Someone was coming for all, Something was given to all, For all to use it all, It’s never until you lose it all, That you see everything in all, It’s your responsibility after all. Go get it all, All to y

flowers in autumn

In autumn's gentle embrace they bloom, Flowers of every color, dispelling gloom, A symphony of petals, nature's art, Whispering tales from the heart. Amidst the golden leaves, they sway, A dance of beauty in the sun's last ray, Bold and fragile, a paradox so true, Capturing time's essence in every hue. The air grows crisp, the days grow cool, Yet the flowers flourish, defying the rule, For in this season of change and decay, They remind us that beauty never fades away.

Art made of myself

This art was made to introduce myself

Freehand mandala

Making freehand mandalas are now becoming a part of my daily life Drawing mandalas make me feels full of life from inside .

Idk it's my first post

Me

Dèâr Mysèlf 😎

You are the most permanent thing in your life 🧬 choose you always 🌺🍃🌠

Amdad

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Its a fully sad emotion

Myself clicked

I am taking this picture myself

It is a rural flower of Bangladesh that looks very

My pics

My second creation from nasa@

One shot

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