Lifediaryofann - Ann

Casted shadows are beautiful until they're casted by your memories, or traumas. Who would dance in the shadows casted by nightmares?

Anneshwa

Make 2021 the year where you save yourself.

You need to make yourself a priority. you should care about others but you don't need to risk your sanity for that.

You need to be away from people who expect but don't care about your expectations and needs.

Make 2021 about you, and I don't wanna sound selfish but you can't really honestly care about anyone if cannot keep yourself sane and alive.

Question everything, talk, communicate, and see if there's any reciprocation.

Have compassion for others, but first for yourself.

Living with yourself, knowing yourself, accepting your flaws will bring you closer to yourself, no kidding that shit is hard, omg so hard.

But you gotta LIVE for YOURSELF.

LIFE IS SUPER SHORT.

people are dying, people are dying without getting to do their favourite thing, without saying goodbye, without even checking the boxes in their bucket list.

So please talk, learn, communicate, live, love.

Today i am a bit closer to myself,

i save myself everyday and for that i am proud.

🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼

2021 | August 31

Evening lofi 🌟

An evening stroll with a person I love…

Your eyes play with my mind, like your fingers on a guitar strings. It creates a blooming symphony, and roots deep in my heart and grows up beyond the clouds.I thought facts don't care about feelings, But these feelings don't give a damn about the facts. My heart keeps waiting for an epiphany, it wants to be a resident of your 'not so vacant house', and wants to make it a home, a Paradise.

Anneshwa Paul

Jane Austen was right when she said “I am half agony, half hope.”

I hope our words heal us. I hope every letter flowing out of our mouths embraces our wounds and heals them in a way, that even the scars disappear.

Seal my honey drenched lips, with your petal soft kiss. Place your heaven made palm on my feather dulcet skin. Let them words flow from your poetic mouth, and let them become tattoos on my sacred back. Just like the sea rumbles for the the passionate moon, and so do, i for you.

Anneshwa Paul🌻