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Yeah....I know the feeling.

Yeah....I know the feeling.

"So tell me, where shall I go? To the left, where nothing's right? Or to the right, where nothing's left?"

"So tell me, where shall I go? To the left, where nothing's right? Or to the right, where nothing's left?"

Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein

These words resonate with me so deeply. Poetry to me cannot emerge from me without deep feeling and emotion. Either deep pain, hurt, loss, anger, frustration etc...or deep happiness, joy, love, tenderness. Either way it must be deep, honest and so powerful inside me that it just flows out and always people are hidden in my poetry. - Heidi Suydam, Simply Our Society

Sunday, Bloody Sunday

These words resonate with me so deeply. Poetry to me cannot emerge from me without deep feeling and emotion. Either deep pain, hurt, loss, anger, frustration etc...or deep happiness, joy, love, tenderness. Either way it must be deep, honest and so powerful inside me that it just flows out and always people are hidden in my poetry. - Heidi Suydam, Simply Our Society

#scorpio

#scorpio

Turn the question around...

Turn the question around...

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motivational gym and life 2014 03 21 04

motivational gym and life 2014 03 21 04

Hearts are wild creatures, that's why our ribs are cages.

Hearts are wild creatures, that's why our ribs are cages.

Words by Andrea Gibson - Image by rocketrictic, via Flickr. i'd stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you i'm not afraid of your dark.

Words by Andrea Gibson - Image by rocketrictic, via Flickr. i'd stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you i'm not afraid of your dark.

Mooi <3

Mooi <3

Because an eternity is shat we are meant for.

Because an eternity is shat we are meant for.

Tkg

Tkg

the best kind of beauty is the kind that is mostly ignored. The Universe and Her, and I poem #151, by Christopher Poindexter.

the best kind of beauty is the kind that is mostly ignored. The Universe and Her, and I poem #151, by Christopher Poindexter.

I know how I feel,  I know what I think. I wish people would stop trying to tell me how I should feel and what they think the thoughts should be in my head.

I know how I feel, I know what I think. I wish people would stop trying to tell me how I should feel and what they think the thoughts should be in my head.