Abang Oewie

@abangoewie

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I wonder how well she sleeps at night and what kind of dreams she has. I wish i could step into them like she steps into mine.
You might imagine that a person would resort to self-mutilation only under extremes of duress, but once I'd crossed that line the first time, taken that fateful step off the precipice, then almost any reason was a good enough reason, almost any provocatio
What i cannot love, i overlook.
At this moment, you are seamlessly flowing with the cosmos. There is no difference between your breathing and the breathing of the rain forest, between your bloodstream and the world’s rivers, between your bones and the chalk cliffs of Dover.
Why can I never go back to bed? Who's is the voice ringing in my head? Where is the sense in these desperate dreams? Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?
I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronge
No matter how plain a woman may be, if truth and honesty are written across her face, she will be beautiful.
With my last breath, I’ll exhale my love for you. I hope it’s a cold day, so you can see what you meant to me.

When angels visit us, we do not hear the rustle of wings, nor feel the feathery touch of the breast of a dove; but we know their presence by the love they create in our hearts.
She appeared to be ageless the type that would continue, unchanging, until she was an old woman when she would suddenly become senile and die.
I know that i shall meet my fate somewhere among the clouds above, those that i fight i do not hate.. Those that i guard i do not love.
Come o'er the sea, Maiden with me, Mine through the sunshine, storms and snows; Seasons may roll, But the true soul Burns the same, where'er it goes. Model by: @cassandraladru
There is a face beneath this mask, but it isn't me. I'm no more that face than I am the muscles beneath it, or the bones beneath that.
The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings
Even we do not actively participate in our destiny, we are still on a choosen path. Life has a way of making decisions for us.
She was sitting in the garden more beautiful than ever her rampaging imagination could ever have conjured up, and she was being serenaded by trees.
How would your life be different if…You stopped validating your victim mentality? Let today be the day…You shake off your self-defeating drama and embrace your innate ability to recover and achieve.
When you get to the end of all the light you know and its time to step up into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing that one of two things shall happen. Either you will be given something solid to stand on, or you will be taught how to fly.
“Moral wounds have this peculiarity - they may be hidden, but they never close; always painful, always ready to bleed when touched, they remain fresh and open in the heart.”
You jumped like a frog. You touched like a dog. You kissed like a bird.
I love being in cities with lots of other people, because I'm reminded that there are billions of people like me, and we are each stuck inside of our minds, feverishly trying to crawl out to make connections with other people.
When people say "it's always the last place you look". Of course it is. Why would you keep looking after you've found it?
Angel
Gravity is a contributing factor in nearly 73 percent of all accidents involving falling objects.
Limits, like fears, or often just an illusion.
In our natural state, we are glorious beings. In the world of illusion, we are lost and imprisoned, slaves to our appetites and our will to false power.
Train Station
Living means constantly growing closer to the death. Satisfaction only temporarily relieves hunger. Find the balance and plant your feet.
Nungging.
You say you love rain, but you use an umbrella to walk under it. You say you love sun, but you seek shelter when it is shining. You say you love wind, but when it comes you close your windows. So that's why I'm scared when you say you love me.
Awkward.
Goodbye
The Pentagram
Beyond Limit
A King and Queen
Leaving is my middle name
Beyond Limit
Captured Moment
Beyond Limit
Free your mind
Hit and run
As the crow flies.
Whatever.
Gloomy. Original pic by @iyoso (IG)
Play like a Pro.
Limitless
Stars.
Steaming.
From the inside