Every place that still holds time whispers its story. It’s not much to understand, but more to feel, and that tells me more about them than anything else.
June 9, 2025 at 5:22 PM
Every place that still holds time whispers its story. It’s not much to understand, but more to feel, and that tells me more about them than anything else.
The sunset whispers softly, a gentle sigh, As day surrenders to the evening sky. With hues of gold and crimson, it paints the night, A tranquil end to the day’s bright light.
June 8, 2025 at 5:56 PM
The sunset whispers softly, a gentle sigh, As day surrenders to the evening sky. With hues of gold and crimson, it paints the night, A tranquil end to the day’s bright light.
Watching all the rides at the amusement park makes you think, hey I could do that, it’s easy peasy. But it’s truly when you are on the ride makes you realize what actually others felt! I feel that the same applies to various aspects in life, you know nothing if you are not wearing their shoes.
December 29, 2024 at 3:15 PM
Watching all the rides at the amusement park makes you think, hey I could do that, it’s easy peasy. But it’s truly when you are on the ride makes you realize what actually others felt! I feel that the same applies to various aspects in life, you know nothing if you are not wearing their shoes.