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aurora borealis over gress, isle of lewis, 16th April.

The incredible lobby of the Itamaraty Palace.

Palácio Itamaraty, the headquarters of the Ministry of External Relations of Brazil. Also known as Palácio dos Arcos. One of my favorite works of Oscar Niemeyer. Brasília.

 

Brasilia is listed by UNESCO as a World Heritage Site whc.unesco.org/en/list/445

Texture found and added in Picmonkey.

Genus Head

Genus Elena Applier 10 Arcade

Nun outfit from INSANYA

A lush oasis in the middle of a very busy town.

This is an edit of the church ceiling in Reykjavik, Iceland. Thank you for your appreciation, Gail

The trauma of abuse is never fully gone from a person's consciousness. Its filthy stain leaves its residue on the soul forever. However, like all bad experiences, it is possible to turn this experience into good by developing compassion and empathy for others who have been through this experience. Many people feel that bringing meaning to a traumatic experience is a path to healing. When I turn a negative experience into a tool that brings meaning into my life and others, I am taking the best kind of revenge on my abuser.

 

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We open our Hearts so freely

 

We open our hearts so freely,

We surrender our all,

But when the bruises show,

We pretend it's just a fall.

 

We allow it to continue,

Each and every day,

We scream silent cries for help,

But no one hears, no one sees, no one say.

 

Even when we wince in pain,

We think it could get better,

Deep down we know it can't,

To them we do not matter.

 

Each and every day we live in fear,

Could this be our last?

In front of others we joke and laugh,

As not to show our past.

 

We allow ourselves to be bullied,

In every abusive way,

It happens in every shape and form,

Day after day after day.

 

We fear in life we fear in death,

But which of the two evils are better,

We are tormented in both,

So it doesn't really matter.

 

All I want is to love and be loved,

Is that too much to ask?

But every time I find it,

It becomes an impossible task.

 

I look all around me,

And I see it all there,

Couples so much in love,

It's more than I can bare.

 

I feel so alone,

Altho' friends are all around,

I open my mouth to tell them,

But nothing comes out, not a sound.

 

Never used to have this trouble,

Of sayin' what needed to be said,

Perhaps my mate has changed me,

By the living in fear an' dread.

For reasons of family health, I will be in FLICKR active and inactive (OF ON)

Many thanks friends

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Aus Gründen der Familiengesundheit werde ich in FLICKR aktiv und inaktiv sein (OF ON)

Vielen Danke Freunde !

For reasons of family health, I will be in FLICKR active and inactive (OF ON)

Many thanks friends

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Aus Gründen der Familiengesundheit werde ich in FLICKR aktiv und inaktiv sein (OF ON)

Vielen Danke Freunde !

I know I just made this big announcement that the dolls and I are coming back to flickr, we're still doing that, but we'll be away for a couple of weeks on holiday now.

maybe I'll post some pictures if I bring a doll. but I'll make an effort to catch up good once we get back home again - because you guys have left so many sweet, awesome and real comments on my new pictures! I feel the flickr love and I really really appreciate it! <3

Processed image of a manikin

 

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