I'm about to give up on people.
Them and all their bullshit.
I want to crawl back in my hole.
Where the solitude is peaceful.
I'd be better off without them.
They wouldn't be able to hurt me.
I want a darkness to surround me.
I'll soak up all it's wonders.
I don't exist to them.
I'm just a figment of their imaginations.
I exist only in my head.
Only here I am safe.
They constantly ignore me.
Though I try to be their friend.
I want the darkness to take me.
Here, I can't be hurt.
I want to give up on people.
All the heartache they cause.
I want to live in my mind.
Alone, dark, and safe is all I want.
, genre: landscape, style: Expressionism, tags: forests-and-trees, Botany, Organism, completition: 1933.
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Originally, the puruṣārthas are only three-dharma, artha, and kāma. Mokṣa is left completely up to the individual. Dharma is more concerned with the business of living, and less about mokṣa, unlike popular belief.
“…………The one who seeks mokṣa is beyond the stages of life and outside society, and his conduct does not fall within the scope of the dharma śāstras.”
, genre: religious painting, style: Romanticism, tags: Christianity, female-portraits, Jesus-Christ, Holy places.
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a body of water with trees and mountains in the background
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Kendrick Lamar, Lady Gaga and Bad Bunny Lead 2026 Grammy Nominees
Sabrina Carpenter, Leon Thomas, Doechii and Tyler, the Creator will compete in the biggest categories at the awards show in February.
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- I can’t understate the importance of having an exciting feature that becomes the essence of the work
- It’s better to write a memorable-yet-flawed book rather than one that’s polished but resembles a hundred other stories.
You don’t need to post every picture or video you take on Instagram. In order to build a reputation as a brand people want to follow, try to only post your best content. So if you’re debating where to post that amazing video you just recorded, think of Instagram first.
If you only post content that is of the highest quality, you have a better chance to convert followers into brand loyalists. And high quality could simply mean your content is well-edited, interesting, timely, and on-brand. Every single post matches their brand, even when there are no products mentioned.
Late Night Celebrates a Consequential Election Day
“We needed a big night,” Jimmy Kimmel said.
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, genre: landscape, style: Impressionism, tags: forests-and-trees, cliffs-and-rocks, Sky, Dirt road, Road, Natural landscape, Wilderness, Mountain, Tree, Cloud, Infrastructure, completition: 1919.
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Bae Yoon Hwan: Figuration on the Verge
Bae’s work leaves a trail of fine- and popular-art influences that might in turn speak to the shape of the general aesthetic of our times.
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a woman in a hijab sitting on a bench
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wide angle photo of mountain
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I wish that you could hold me in your arms.
Hold me close to you where I can escape from the pain.
I wish that you could comfort me and make me feel at ease.
I wish that you were here now. You did this to me.
Why won’t you fix it? I wish you would fix it.
I wish you would mend my broken heart.
Just put the pieces back together.
I wish I knew what you’re thinking. How you’re feeling.
I wish you were here to talk to me. To give me advice and listen.
I wish I could pour my heart out to you. I wish I could cry on you shoulder and not have to fight the tears back.
Knowing that you won’t attempt to dry them at all.
That you would let them all slip from my soul until I drowned.
I wish that you could make me stop crying or at least try.
I wish you never made me cry in the first place.
I wish that I could feel your heart beating.
Your head resting on mine. Your arms tightly holding onto me as if you never want me to leave.
I wish I could have that feeling back one more time.
Just one more time with you to show you how I feel.
To have that feeling that words can’t even come close to describing.
I think I love you but it is too late.
You’re gone and now I want you more than ever.
I wish you were mine to hold. I wish that you knew.
