For everyone who is interested enjoy :) bigger size of the finished art can be seen on my DA or at my facebook page www.facebook.com/zeamay.art
In a relationship, married or not… You should read this.
Marriage.
“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
Right. All of YOU, YES YOUUUUUUUUUU, RIGHT NOW, STOP SCROLLING. Look at this photo? If you feel nothing after this photo.. Well I just don’t know what you are. I want all of you to reblog this, it doesn’t matter if it’s not your ‘theme’. This is the most beautiful photo I’ve ever seen, I tear up looking at it. It’s not gonna fucking make people unfollow you and it won’t make your blog ‘uncool’. Just ffs have a heart.
(via serendipityexist)
People all over the world are like “MUSLIM HATE” and us in Singapore are like “But they’re nice they make delicious food and give us Hari Raya goodies. D:”
It’s so sad there are such people around, and I agree with kaya. MY MUSLIM FRIENDS MAKE DELICIOUS FOOD and my new muslim neighbour brought Hari Raya goodies over during Hari Raya.
Also some of my bffs are muslims and they’re awesome.
(Source: ninjazpenguinzz, via pr3cari0us)
He barely can’t take care for himself and he took care of a dog and treated it like family.
oh my gosh. tears to my eyes..
(via serendipityexist)
OH HELL NAW!
FUCK THAT NOISE
Just made my boyfriend (who is terrified of spiders) look at this. His response: “FUCK YOU” and rolled over.
I’M TWITCHING
“Fuck this i’m not going out like a punk.”
-Spider McSpiderson
crying
If anyone was wondering what my worst nightmare looked like, it would probably be this.
THE FUCK IS THAT
Exactly what happened to my dad in my room ABOVE MY BED a while ago… except the spider was like the size of a dime… which is worse because it was lost and I couldve been sleeping with it for the whole week. :(
This honestly looks like the kind of spider’s I had in my old house. Well…at least the size is right. The house wasn’t nicknamed Spider Mountain for nothing.
HAVE TO REBLOG FOR REBLOG REACTIONS, AT RISK OF NOT SLEEPING.
forever my fear. and EXACTLY why I always go armed.
scares the shit out of me. damn it.
(Source: zirkus-der-nacht)
This is a true story of Mother’s Sacrifice during the China Earthquake.
After the Earthquake had subsided, when the rescuers reached the ruins of a young woman’s house, they saw her dead body through the cracks. But her pose was somehow strange that she knelt on her knees like a person was worshiping; her body was leaning forward, and her two hands were supporting by an object. The collapsed house had crashed her back and her head.
With so many difficulties, the leader of the rescuer team put his hand through a narrow gap on the wall to reach the woman’s body. He was hoping that this woman could be still alive. However, the cold and stiff body told him that she had passed away for sure.
He and the rest of the team left this house and were going to search the next collapsed building. For some reasons, the team leader was driven by a compelling force to go back to the ruin house of the dead woman. Again, he knelt down and used his had through the narrow cracks to search the little space under the dead body. Suddenly, he screamed with excitement,” A child! There is a child! “
The whole team worked together; carefully they removed the piles of ruined objects around the dead woman. There was a 3 months old little boy wrapped in a flowery blanket under his mother’s dead body. Obviously, the woman had made an ultimate sacrifice for saving her son. When her house was falling, she used her body to make a cover to protect her son. The little boy was still sleeping peacefully when the team leader picked him up.
The medical doctor came quickly to exam the little boy. After he opened the blanket, he saw a cell phone inside the blanket. There was a text message on the screen. It said,” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” This cell phone was passing around from one hand to another. Every body that read the message wept. ” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” Such is the mother’s love for her child!!My mom told me about this. ; n ;
This is a beautiful story :)
(via chinchis)


