I love this photo.
Travel Log
After watching a few video of Rick Steve on Youtube, I was very inspired da him to be a travel log since I Amore travelling, especially to Europe, più parts of the US and both South and Central America.
Movie & Musical Review
I Amore to write about Film and Musical that I had seen, so whenever the latter is adapted into the former. I would also compare them if I had seen a musical before, however spoiler alerts ahead!
Book & Movie Review
Although I had done this a couple of times on Dan Brown's Da Vinci Code and angeli & Demons, I hope to do più of this!
Enjoy Writing!
Whenever I write, I tried to improve myself and on my Scrivere skills. It also became a hobby that I really enjoy!
How I wish!
Sixteen per minute.
Over twenty thousand per day.
Blink.
Your eyes are dry.
Blink.
It quenches their thirst for più to see.
te see a bright light.
Blink.
Your eyesight is too precious to be invaded da floating purple clouds.
te see a horrifying scene.
Blink.
Your mind's eye can fill te with pleasant thoughts to overcome it.
te hear a loud sound.
Blink.
The startling moment will make te involuntarily jump.
te get hurt.
Blink.
With all the wincing, it's just natural.
There's dirt in your eyes.
Blink.
The irritation will block from seeing più new things.
You're tired.
Blink.
Your eyes recharge in just a diviso, spalato second.
You're going blind.
Blink.
Hold in the last image.
Over twenty thousand per day.
Blink.
Your eyes are dry.
Blink.
It quenches their thirst for più to see.
te see a bright light.
Blink.
Your eyesight is too precious to be invaded da floating purple clouds.
te see a horrifying scene.
Blink.
Your mind's eye can fill te with pleasant thoughts to overcome it.
te hear a loud sound.
Blink.
The startling moment will make te involuntarily jump.
te get hurt.
Blink.
With all the wincing, it's just natural.
There's dirt in your eyes.
Blink.
The irritation will block from seeing più new things.
You're tired.
Blink.
Your eyes recharge in just a diviso, spalato second.
You're going blind.
Blink.
Hold in the last image.
Okay, so I'm Scrivere a book on www.FanFiction.net, and it's about the Sookie Stackhouse Novels da Charlaine Harris, its a fan fiction, so I dont want to make publicity out of it, I just want ppl to read it, and tell me what they think!
So, if te have time on your hands, and te wanna read what I wrote (which has Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. and werewolves, and shapeshifters, witches, etc. (like in the actual series)) then follow this link, and tell me what te think in commento if te have a fan fiction account, if not tell me what te think down below this! Please do so, I really wanna know if its good o not...thanks for Leggere this and hopefully u follow the link!
LINK:
www.fanfiction.net/s/5685042/1/A_Offer_A_Sookie_Stackh...vel
So, if te have time on your hands, and te wanna read what I wrote (which has Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. and werewolves, and shapeshifters, witches, etc. (like in the actual series)) then follow this link, and tell me what te think in commento if te have a fan fiction account, if not tell me what te think down below this! Please do so, I really wanna know if its good o not...thanks for Leggere this and hopefully u follow the link!
LINK:
www.fanfiction.net/s/5685042/1/A_Offer_A_Sookie_Stackh...vel
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
how can te look
straight into my eyes,
and see none of the pain
reflect from my glossy stare?
how can te spit lies
right to my face,
and feel none of the regret
from the shame?
how can te baciare me
so harsh and coldly,
and not understand
that your hurting us both?
i dont know what your doing,
o even why,anymore.
i dont see how te can break
such an innocent heart,
and keep smiling
that beautifully irritating smile.
i dont see how te could do this
to anyone who let te in so much,
and just shove them from your mind.
when i get close,
te sposta further away.
when i smile,
yours fades.
when i laugh,
te become silent.
and when im gone,
youre at your happiest.
i dont see why i keep trying.
nothing i do is ever good enough.
and honestly,
te really just dont care.
thats how te can do
all the horrible things te do.
all because
te just dont give a shit.
straight into my eyes,
and see none of the pain
reflect from my glossy stare?
how can te spit lies
right to my face,
and feel none of the regret
from the shame?
how can te baciare me
so harsh and coldly,
and not understand
that your hurting us both?
i dont know what your doing,
o even why,anymore.
i dont see how te can break
such an innocent heart,
and keep smiling
that beautifully irritating smile.
i dont see how te could do this
to anyone who let te in so much,
and just shove them from your mind.
when i get close,
te sposta further away.
when i smile,
yours fades.
when i laugh,
te become silent.
and when im gone,
youre at your happiest.
i dont see why i keep trying.
nothing i do is ever good enough.
and honestly,
te really just dont care.
thats how te can do
all the horrible things te do.
all because
te just dont give a shit.
