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Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in The Diary of Anais Nin, Volume 3 1939-1944

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My mind wonders,
Thought of friends and late nights
Maybe streets, neighbors flying kites
Surrounded by those loved, and love
Up above, i hear a dove.
There are those surrounded,
Then there are those guarded.
Hearts protected by a wall,
Thick as nails and all.
Brick by brick it was laid
Nobody stands to pay.
Once bodies and voices are now ghosts of the past
I cant see them looking over the horizon on the mast.
Maybe, just maybe there will be an island full of souls
The flame has died down to coals
Sometimes, there what seems to be a spark to ignight the fire
You may as well call me a liar
That spark was, is meant for another flame
In the sand lies no blame
Ill sit on this beach, and light my own way
To myself, there is much to say
These souls may hear, but I don't believe they listen
Everything is temporary, my dear you glisten
Put out the fire, look at the stars above
There you will find love
Within your hearts mind
You told me you loved me
You told me you wanted to see every little part
But when they came to the surface,
Is this really what you wanted?
I screamed and yelled today,
Letting out the pain,
And what did you do?
You want to leave,
Scared of the future,
Scared of me.
What you dont understand,
Is that I'm full of scars and pain
I work and heal them every day,
But when I've had enough,
Of being strong and faking a smile,
I burst.
You told me you'd marry me
By a lake with a meadow in late june
So I bought a wedding dress just for you.
Is it just me, or maybe I'm blind to see,
Do you really love me?
Or is what you're doing how it's supposed to be?
Is that what love is?
In my own mind I can't seem to figure it out.
I believe it to be compassion and understanding,
To love someone completely even with their demons,
Maybe my demons are too strong for you,
Can you imagine what it's like in my own head?
I'm drowinging,
And you aren't here....
Is this who I really want to marry?
Busy Mind?
Some days you fade away
Other days you have so much to say
Avoiding eye contact and real conversation
Where did this begin?
Is it because of the lack of sex?
Or did somebody place a hex?
You're sensitive just like me,
But the difference is, I can see.
I dont get offended easily like you do,
I know how to handle my own blue.
Sometimes I ask if I am worthy of love
I'm not sure if this is my own Insecurities or the way you passively shove.
Am I over thinking?
Are my empathic gifts working?
What am j truly feeling?
I'm tired of chasing....
Love me fully, or dont love me at all
I'm tired and dont want to fall
Because of someone else's mistake
Burn me at the stake.
Just some thoughts...
Do you ever hate being the strong one?
To be the one always singing a song?
Saving others from themselves
While you are left with the burden to drown
Raising their heads from the floor
Helping them to be more
While you're draining yourself, staying high
When you secretly want to die.
I'd do anything to save you, even if I drown
When I do, don't take away my crown.
Let my pride go down with me
Maybe then I'll see
What kind of empress I really was
If I was ever enough.
Where are you?
Can't you see I'm on fire too?
Watching my loved one fade into darkness
I can't help the process.
Oh God, save his human heart and galaxy soul
Help him to find himself
Allow protection to always be with him
Keep him away from sin
Grant him happiness and peace
There he will be set free
From the madness and darkness
Take away his sadness
Allow his mind to become calm
Afterwards send him the Angel's song
Harps, trumpets, and pianos
I'll be there soprano
Restore faith to his mind
Help him to be kind
Demand the demons to leave
Gods word is key
Protect him on mighty lord
Help him to use your sword
To call out your name
Become vulnerable without shame
Give God your hand
And he will bring you above
The human condition
Follow gods religion.

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The Narcissist
It started with love
You were an angel from above
Bringing me not only gifts, but flowers,
Later on i began feeling like a coward.
Taking my life and soul by surprise,
Only late did i realize my demise.
Not only taking my life, but my soul
You are as black as coal.
Drowning my everybso slowly in your narcissism,
Covering up in sarcasm
I never would have seen it coming
Until i was the one falling.
A victim on blame
Full of shame
Never perfect or right
Turning everything into a fight
I did everything wrong
Then you could be free to sing a song
Locked in a cage down in the basement
While you made sake with rice ferment
You were a devil; wearing an angels mask
With only one task
Destroy their lives - blame it on them
I am perfect compared to them.
Actions justified
Leaving me petrified.
Alone and nowhere to go
He puts on quite a good show
Once i leave, you will see
How good of a man he can be
Then later on, the devil comes
To finally, rip out your tounge
invitation
The waiting
The wishing
To go somewhere far
Music, friends, and a car
Where the loneliness fades
Where friendships are made
Invited all around
Smiles to be found
A place where laughter lives
A place where happiness survives
Company
Somebody
Invitation
Ghosts Of The Past
Grant me my freedom
Take away all my burden
Allow my heart and soul to take flight
On this journey i walk upon tonight
Across the stones of present past and future
Let this be my reminder
Spirits of ancestors
Lead the actors
Who fake a smile
Negative thoughts seem to pile
Doubts and disaster
A visit of a pastor
Free this bloody demon from my mind
He never was once kind
Worthlessness, unknowingly
Allow my light to shine free
Eyes that change color from green, to blue, to grey
I will pray
Peace, love, and grace
Walking through life at my own pace
Step by step i will walk
Marking important memories with chalk
To remember the pain and the happiness
All will be sealed with a true loves kiss
One who will not save, for the princess is a queen
There are no such things as magic beans
This man is a sword, to fight by your side
How long i have had a bide
Wings will take flight
When the early morning takes light
Rays of sunshine glow over the valley
Begin to keep tally
All the souls and lives saved
On this solid road you have paved
Lead them to their destiny
This i shall do potentially
Spirts of the past, hold my hand
My wounds are in need of a band
Angels lift me from my shadow
Visit me while i rest on a pillow
Fill my dreams with visions of the future
Magic to conjure
Inspiration and wonder
Broken Soul
A long time ago we split
I can’t seem to find the sewing kit
When i look for you all i see is grey
Ashes and decay
You’re there, i can feel you inside
No longer to bide
Needles and thread
This i dread
Losing control
Learning how to let go
Stitch up broken pieces
Love and kisses
You are my best friend
One day i hope we mend
How do i find you, soul of the past
Nothing but shattered glass
Not one, but three scattered amongst the plains
Crippled; stubleming with a cane
Heavy boulders and worn out shoes
To show humility, this i must choose

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6/10/18
I feel tired
Lost with the longing
And belonging
Anxiety and worthlessness
Tired and hopelessness
Looking down upon others
My mind to ponder of wonders
Is this true?
Why am i so blue?
A soul confused in a wasteland
Locked and canned
Wishing to be free
Sitting on a porch in the early morning with tea
Instead i feel locked away
A bird left on the ground to decay
Color and rainbows slowly turning tin
Creativeness and motivation put in the bin
What happened?
Has by heart been smitten?
I feel everything i do is wrong
I’ve always only had the guitar and song
A lot to learn,
Old habits to burn,
Why was i put into this place?
My heart locked within a case
Please!! Let me become uncaged
I beg of thee, let me be paged
To go back home
All i know is to write a poem
Expressing my feelings and thoughts
All to be burned within pots
Doubts and insecurities
All they talk about is me
I know I’m not perfect
I’m more than what’s on the surface
A heart with many cracks and trenches
Sitting on the side line with benches
Offering love, compassion, and understanding
Waiting here and longing
A mind lost at sea
Who is she?
A mighty empress, this i doubt
She’s as worthless as a trout
Do they lie? Do they cheat?
Maybe they deserve the treat
A little girl begging for food
How could they be so shroud?
Why am i so alone?
I drown these feelings with a smile and a bottle patrón.
This.
“When I am silent, I have thunder hidden inside.”
— Rumi
“If you saw her in these moments, you might think she was collecting her thoughts in order to go forward. But I see it another way: Her mind is being overwhelmed by two processes that must simultaneously proceed at full steam. One is to deal with and live in the present world. The other is to re-experience and mourn something that happened long ago.”
— Steve Martin, The Pleasure of My Company

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“My imagination makes me human and makes me a fool; it gives me all the world, and exiles me from it.”
— Ursula K. Le Guin
The scariest thing about this world, is losing yourself due to others standards.
For me, that’s the standardized conditional old-school ways of jobs, and society. This world is changing and… the ways of the world are not. We stand here, in our homes, with our pets, our families, and ourselves. Our full, authentic, unapologetic selves. Whether that’s you exploring a deep forest, getting as lost as your soul feels. Or spelunking into a deep abandoned building to face the darkness. Perhaps, it’s sitting next to a large body of water, relating to the waves as they crash into the soft sand.
This world, forces you to abandon that when you leave that place you call yours. It leaves your side, and you are now nothing but a mutt with a muzzle, forcing to heel. And there’s nothing you can do about it.