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Analogica, Pentax SV ( 1963 ), Helios 44-3 58 mm f 2.0, Fujicolor 200, sviluppo con Tetenal. Ora mangio e dopo commento le vostre foto
Analogica, Fujica ST 701 ( 1970 ), Helios 44-4 58 mm F 2.0, Kodak color plus 200 asa sviluppo con Tetenal.
Analogica, Fujica ST 701 ( 1970 ), Fujinon 55 mm F 1.8, Kodak color plus 200 asa sviluppo con Tetenal. Oggi ero libero ma non ho avuto tempo per Flickr, una tromba d' aria questa mattina ha distrutto alcuni tetti nel villaggio e cosa molto più grave ha fatto danni alla mia auto...
Every flower recorded its stories… Capturing flower is the way to release yourself. 😉
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Find me at
Green story
TP: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Green%20story/191/189/62
Chancellor - Walking In The Rain
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tyX5XodD0rg
I hope these tears will stop someday
Someday I will collect this fisherman
The warm sunlight will dry these tears, my tired face
Feeling tired little by little
I want to throw it all away, I'm tired of my old dreams
than have
I have too many things that I lack
every time you feel
My legs are losing strength, so they won't give me
I hope these tears will stop someday
Someday I will clear this darkness
I hope the sad sunshine will dry these tears
My friend comforting me saying that it will be okay
Every day makes me a little afraid
I say believe in me, but I can't believe it
Now I don't know how long I can last
If you wait, it will come someday
As the sun rises even when the night passes
Even my aching heart will be healed someday
help me now
Heaven help me please
overcome by myself
Zashimi is disappearing more and more
Someday (someday) I hope these tears will stop
Someday, this darkness will be lifted
I hope the warm (warm) sunshine will dry these tears
(Please dry these tears)
If you wait, it will come someday (Someday, someday..)
Even when the night goes down, just like the sun rises (as the sun rises)
Even my aching heart will get better someday
(Everything will get better someday)
someday...
someday...
Black-bellied Whistling Ducks sitting on the ridge of a two-story house in Telfair, a residential subdivision of Sugar Land, Texas.
copyright: gerd kozik/ yarin asanth 2019
An colorful evening at Lipa Noi Beach/ Koh Samui/ Thailand
Music: 365 by Zedd & Katy Perry
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KraftWork Maresias Bedroom Set ADULT
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Comobabi Mountains and Coyote Mountain Wilderness, Southwest Arizona, USA.
Full frame. No crop. No post processing.
There are books whose end will not be known, and love stories that end, but the final emotion is sometimes the same.
Lens: Helios 40-2 85mm f/1.5
Aperture: 1.5
▽ Iconic hair
▽ Mila eyes
▽ Imitation choker
▽ Scandalize dress and bra
▽ Lyrium pose
▽ Minimal backdrop
More info and landmarks: UGLLYDUCKLING BLOG
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She'd take the world off my shoulders
If it was ever hard to move
She'd turn the rain to a rainbow
When I was living in the blue
Why then, if she is so perfect
Do I still wish that it was you?
Perfect don't mean that it's working
So what can I do? (Ooh)
When you're out of sight
In my mind
'Cause sometimes I look in her eyes
And that's where I find a glimpse of us
And I try to fall for her touch
But I'm thinking of the way it was
Said I'm fine and said I moved on
I'm only here passing time in her arms
Hoping I'll find
A glimpse of us
Tell me he savors your glory
Does he laugh the way I did?
Is this a part of your story?
One that I had never lived
Maybe one day you'll feel lonely
And in his eyes, you'll get a glimpse
Maybe you'll start slipping slowly
And find me again....
I found this ghostly looking packing in my kitchen. Some of my friends say ghosts live in old houses. When I was a boy, I was dreaming to see a HARMLESS ghost.
I had a chance to live in a place where people believe a ghost (old lady) exists. Unfortunately, I did not see the ghost, but my friend saw.
I've never seen a real ghost in my life. Still, I do NOT say "Ghosts do not exist."
Analogica ,Exa 1 B ( 1977 ) priva di esposimetro, Zeiss Flektogon 35 mm 2.4 F, fujicolor C 200 asa, sviluppo con Tetenal.
Hair - Doux - Belen
Outfit - AsteroidBox - Nova Overalls
Boots - Semilier - Thumper Boots
Photo taken at Green Story. maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Green%20story/141/99/28
We all have moments where life seems too hard. I've had plenty of my own. I love this song because it represents being able to lean on someone share your pain and know that it's okay and that things will be okay, even if it's not right now. If you are struggling reach out, even when it seems like no one cares, I promise someone does. XOXO
So hey, if you feel like coming down
If you feel like coming around
Just call my name out loud, na, na, na
Hey, if you feel like coming down
If you feel like coming around
Just call my name out loud, na, na, na, yeah
Under your scars I pray
You're like a shooting star in the rain
You're everything that feels like home to me, yeah
Under your scars, I could live inside you time after time
If you'd only let me live inside of mine
Live inside of mine
or.... 66 orbits around the sun. :)
Southwest Arizona, USA.
Full frame. No crop. No post processing.
The vista from my back porch. Quinlan, Comobabi mountains and the Coyotoe Mountain Wilderness. The Altar Valley, Southwest of Tucson, Arizona. No crop.
(Picture and story different earnings though)
Few years ago my moms friend moved back to our hometown. I call her auntie. Soon after auntie moved back she found out that her middle school teacher (who then was in her eighties) lived two blocks down the street.
The teacher had never been married and did not have children of her own. She lived alone by herself and had a hired helpers who came during different hours of the day to do the household chores.
Auntie then decided that she would visit her teacher every Sunday rain or shine and spend the day with her. This became their thing and went on for a few years. Three years ago I had the pleasure of meeting this sweet lady in her home. She offered me sweets and snacks and was so happy to have a new visitor. Her eyes sparkled with joy.
The same year one Sunday when auntie was visiting her, the teacher complained of a slight chest pain. The ambulance was called and she was rushed into the emergency room. On the way to the emergency room, the teacher held my auntie's hand and said thank for being there for me. She then took off the diamond earrings that she was wearing handed it over to my auntie and said this is a little token of my appreciation for everything that you have done for me over the years dear, I want you to have it. Later that day she died of an heart attack.
I cant get over the fact that in the midst of the pain and chaos the teacher took the time to thank auntie for her kindness and how much she cherished those Sunday visits.
This is the sweetest story I have ever heard of inheritance.