piece of my dream

confession time: I slap pastel on everything. even the things that arent supposed to be in pastel

(thank you @novembon for the request and the kind words!!! I’m glad you enjoy what Ive got on my blog. hope this reigen trying to be cool suits your taste.)

this request post predicts the pastel apocalypse. find out how the world will end right here

Ed Sheeran’s Shape of You as performed by SASER on caklempong, a traditional Malaysian orchestra sorta reminiscent of gamelan.

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do we ever think about the hearts we break? i still feel bits of you in my hands, i still feel warmth of you in my veins. my apologizes are wrapped into bottles of alcohol you drink in hopes to forget. maybe one day time will work in our favor. i left one last piece of my love into your arms and took one last piece of your dreams into my heart. do we know real absence until we lose the one we love? we still write promises into every step we take. we still kiss stars into every lullaby we whisper. do we ever think of each other? maybe at the same time, maybe into different fractions, maybe never, maybe too fast, maybe too late. these maybes are getting me crazy. maybe i miss you maybe i don’t. maybe you love me maybe you never did. i can’t think straight. the light is gone, the truth has run wild, the words are useless. the lies hurt less when we spin them around us pretending not to see, the truth hurts more when our heart is blind. when do we think when it’s too early or too late? will there ever be a right time for us?
—  k.m
Ela é dissimulada, decidida, tem os olhos que engolem a alma de qualquer um… Mas ela quer mais! Ela não quer esse mundo sem graça, esses amores fúteis como febres passageiras. Ela espera intensidade, ela deseja um mundo de fervura eterna.
—  Aquela tal mulher. (Piece Of My Dream)

Okay guys, you know that I never do many theories (I will have done two so far), but there was a topic that I wanted to discuss with you about Sanji and Nami.

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Time travel to 2006 Crazed for dancing, pinched my mom’s purse When my dad opposed but I practiced every day She supported me And the pieces of my dream But I didn’t know my mom’s big contribution Wasn’t a shortcut But a path to a dream that resulted in debt (Always) the problem is money (Go away) so my mom ended up working overseas Over the phone My mom’s voice That I hear is clear What I remember is My mom’s strength back then was my curve ball For real I was determined to be successful With that one promise I became the son I am now Hey mama You can lean on me now, always by my side Hey mama You gave to me unconditionally, You were my support Hey mama Now trust your son, you can smile Hey mama Hey mama Hey mama I’m sorry mama For realizing now how much you’ve done for me, mama Hey mama So thanks mama For being my blood and flesh, mama Remember Mom? The Hiddink PC cafe at Moonhong, The Broadway restaurant Two job veteran for your family Failure is the mother of success I learned that passion and devotion Wanna be wanna be Now that I’m an adult You were like fertilizer to a budding plant Now I’m a flower, I’ll be your flower path You walking on way way way Hey mama You can lean on me now, always by my side Hey mama You gave to me unconditionally, You were my support Hey mama Now trust your son, you can smile Hey mama Hey mama You helped me feel the world You created my breath I want to hold you more today Higher than anything above ground Wider than anything Under the sky Only one, mother’s hands are healing hands You are my eternal placebo I love mom Hey mama You can lean on me now, always by my side Hey mama You gave to me unconditionally, You were my support Hey mama Now trust your son, you can smile Hey mama Hey mama Hey mama You can lean on me now, always by my side Hey mama You gave to me unconditionally, You were my support Hey mama Now trust your son, you can smile Hey mama Hey mama