#what i see
Purple
Dream
I love to meet the sunrise, there is magic in them and a fairy tale. It is a moment of silence when you need to feel happiness within yourself.
Aesthetic
Vaporwave
Stay in…
Lovely
You never have to give up. Even if you are alone to believe in your dream. Do what will bring you success. Find the purpose in life, if you don’t have it yet, dream! Because your dreams make you understand where to go. In the end it will be as you want. Only if you learn to see the good things in life as the first thing.
Никогда не сдавайся! Даже если ты один веришь в свою мечту. Делай то, что приведёт тебя к успеху. Ставь цели, если цели нет, то мечтай, потому что именно мечта покажет тебе твой путь. В итоге всё будет так, как ты хочешь, если ты не перестаёшь видеть во всём прекрасное в первую очередь
Non ti devi mai arrendere. Anche se sei l'unico a credere in ciò che desideri. Fai quello che ti porta al successo. Trova lo scopo nella vita, se non lo hai ancora sogna! Perché i tuoi sogni ti fanno capire dove andare. Alla fine sarà come tu vuoi, se non smetti di vedere le cose belle della vita come prima cosa.
Night city lights the lights.
it’s empty on the street
It seems that we are alone
You are the only thing I need
Город ночной зажигает огни.
Улица, всё же, пустая.
И под луной мы словно одни
За руку, так нежно, гуляя.
О чём вы думаете, смотря вдаль? Я очень люблю дорогу, гулять вдоль дорог среди просторных полей- они напоминают мне свободную степь. Ты стоишь одна и смотришь прямо перед собой, в чудесное голубое небо и невероятный простор до самого горизонта, и это- непередоваемое чувство свободы, когда полной грудью вдыхаешь этот свежий и сухой воздух! Где же ещё можно найти подобное? Я счастлива, что испытала это на юге России. Это - прекрасно!
What do you think, looking away? I love the road, walk along the roads among the spacious fields, they remind me of a free steppe. You stand alone and look straight ahead, into a wonderful blue sky and an incredible expanse to the horizon, and this is an indescribable feeling of freedom when you breathe in this fresh and dry air with a full breast! Where else can you find similar? I am happy that I experienced it in the south of Russia. It’s wonderful!
She wanted to see what he saw. The way that he looked at her, with eyes that were thinking, and thinking something hard. She was the inspiration for those thoughts, and she had no idea why. She wanted to inspire thoughts in herself, she wanted to see what he saw.
When he left for work she went over to the mirror, and started to squint. She remained, standing there, squinting. She squinted a little harder, as if the tears that formed in her eyes from the strain would create a film to settle over her vision, kill her focus and let her see the reality that he was so able to view. As if she was a magic eye picture, and she just wasn’t looking right.
But her eyes just got wet, and she had to blink it all away. And when she was done, she was still standing there, and the only difference was that her eyes were red. She huffed, and retreated.
“What do you see?” He was reading, and she was laying next to him, head on his stomach, shoulders pressed against his side. He looked up.
“I see all sorts. Eyes are wonderful for that sort of thing. Anything I look at, I see.” He went back to his book with a smirk on his lips. She slapped the back of her hand against his shoulder.
“No.” Her voice sounded a little small. “I mean when you look at me.”
There was a pause. He closed his book, and put it on the sofa beside him. He looked down at her, as if to refresh his memory.
“I see you.” Her hand came up to slap him, and he arched his eyebrows up, half warning, half stay of execution.
“What I mean…” He licked his lips, narrowed his eyes. “Is that I see you. I see all of you, because I know all of you. All of my knowledge, that I’ve wrung out of you in all of those…” He smirked again, glanced away from her for a moment. “…fun ways…” He looked at her again. “All of that is there every time I look at you.
You’re like a smelling salt for our experiences. The tip of the iceberg, with everything underwater. I see you, and I know the rest is there, and it is all there, for me to touch and relive, if I wanted to.” His speech was littered with little pauses, momentary reminisces that made him smile. She liked his smile.
“And I see all the parts of you that aren’t memories. Your laugh, your personality. The things you like, and the things you so enjoy hating.” He was staring at her now, and smiling all the while. He was looking like a predator, albeit a particularly happy one. Content, perhaps.
“But most of all, I just see what’s mine.” Her breath caught. That word had power.
“That’s what I see.”
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VoidWeaver in a modern AU where,,, Taliyah skateboards still trying to figure out Kai'Sa (since this isn’t K/DA related) but im TRYING, and gosh, they hug and kiss softly and I. Get ruined inside. Just like that
