It has the power to heal.
It is your saving grace.
It is your escape.
When the world is closing in on you.
It will show you the horizon.
Open a new avenue.
It smells sweet.
The beautiful scent of knowledge and power.
It’s your healer.
It’s your friend.
It’s your solace.
It’s your refuge.
Books.
Your perfect hiding place.
 | mitchellez on Rhythm Of The Rain |
 | david4cousins on Rhythm Of The Rain |
| mitchellez on She’s So Ugly |
| mitchellez on She’s So Ugly |
 | Assurance Aigbodion on Happy Birthday Handsome |
i write in the hope that someone listens
I Bleed Words Sometimes
Here's me.
transcribed by Suezelle
Strange, unusual, rare; marvellous world invented by me. Fantasy or not, you decide.
My scribbles
The Desert Diaries by Adrine D'mello
Thought Catalog is a digital youth culture magazine dedicated to your stories and ideas.
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose. — Dylan.
My musings, writings, photography & friendship shared on WordPress.com site
Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.
Writing from the vein
My modern-day Pensieve.
More than a homemaker, less than a traveller.
Always find a way to live your dream!
Random Random and Random!
Puns - Intended. Oxymorons - NOT. Morons - Not at all
I think a lot. Welcome to my wonderland; anxiety and romanticism flourishes here. (Disclaimer: I own all the pictures unless stated otherwise)
I think everyone who loves to read can say this 🙂 Atleast I can 🙂
April 14, 2013 at 12:05 pm
Hi5!
April 14, 2013 at 12:19 pm
I dropped down, from the first line, to the last one. Like really, fell inside from top to bottom. That only happens when I read something I really like. You’ve found your simplicity.
April 20, 2013 at 1:17 pm
🙂 Means much Sid!
April 20, 2013 at 1:45 pm