From bottom to top. Verona. Enid. Leira and Veneto. My lovelies 🥰🥰

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From bottom to top. Verona. Enid. Leira and Veneto. My lovelies 🥰🥰
This is Verona and Veneto's parent. This account will be kept open as a tribute to them. Sadly, Veneto passed away in February and Verona crossed the rainbow bridge this morning. It's not easy. He's been with me for 11 years now through the thick and thin literally. All I can do now is cherish all the memories I have with them and share the cute, random and photogenic pictures I have of them.
Ok peeps hear me out, see if anyone can help. If you can I'd be forever grateful. When I was little, maybe 1998 to early 2000's I was at my grandparents house watching tv y and out of the blue pops up this anime like idk what it was about. I remember there was a woman with short hair in a room. The walls were painted grey, I remembered she screamed as the walls got bloody and weird skeletal grotesque faces popped out y and then people dried up like c0rps3s. The thing is that I dint remember if it was a movie o r an anime, I've gone down the Google, gpt y YouTube rabbit hole and I'm having a brain fart becuase everything that has popped up on my searches doesn't come close to that description. Does anyone remember a scene like that in a 90's anime or early 2000?
There so much old sadness posted on my tumblr. So much sorrow and negativity when it was supposed to be a place where I could post stuff that I write without no prejudice, but I'm not there anymore, at least not how I used to be 4-5 years ago... Thankfully. What matters is that I learded from it and the present, the now. I already started posting wholesome nature things about where I live and that's a start.
May the sound of the rain and the coquies bring peace to your heart. Lose yourself for a moment listening to these beautiful sounds and how beautiful the video is. So mote it be.
Rainy day in the mountains
Sunsets on the island
Almost 3 years of not posting on this page. I missed it so much. Quick recap, I've been sober for all that time and cut toxic ties. Going to the gym and trying to stay as healthy as I can. Got a dachshund and a new cat xD
I've been for the most part of this week dueling. Hurt, disappointed, anxious, and panicky. I have this best friend who's been in a very toxic relationship with this dude for 3 years if I'm not mistaken. He manipulates her into not leaving him, and she falls every time for it. At this point, I fear for her life. She went from being very independent, self-sufficient, and peppy to this person I barely even know. I haven't spoken to her in probably three weeks because I just don't know what to say, I've done what I could but I feel like my words and my advices were blown away by the wind. It's truly a saddening situation, and it hurts like hell. If I were to message her again, will my word be sweeped by the wind once more? Will our friendship endure or decay? Will she ever find herself again? It's not up to me anymore, at least, not now.
It's not easy being sober on crack and then having lucid dreams of taking it again. Only difference is that this time I didn't wake up screaming. It's almost been a year since I last took and someone told me it was difficult, only because that person is still an addict to CM and is a negative p.o.s, might I add he's a horrible human being. It's not difficult if you keep working on it not being difficult and distracting yourself with other wholesome things. I just looked at the right side of my bed and honestly I wouldn't change what I've been working on this year for nothing, not for drugs at least.
A little analysis I've been doing these past few days with a situation and I'm comparing it to something that happened at the beginning of our stay with the housemate/landlord from hell. My girlfriend and I were watching the 3rd season of ST, we were lying down on the bed and all of the sudden I get this weird feeling that I have to turn on the light to the room, so I thought nothing of it and turned it on. I cuddled up close to my gf and we continued watching ST. Then, out of the corner of my eye I catch movement from the walking closet that was in the room. To my surprise, when I looked to where the entrance to the walking closet is I saw a figure staring at me. It's eyes were sunken, no facial expression, it's hair was kind of a dirty kind of dark blonde. White complexion, skinny. I shrugged it off cause one, it was my first time seeing something that's not from this plane and yeah, I didn't want to startle my gf. Like a half an hour later, she went to the bathroom and all I heard was a little scream, apparently she saw a male figure standing in the room we sleep in. I think it may have been a warning, that things are not always what they seem and someone has a hidden personality, that may be a possibility given the circumstances at the moment.
Resilience, strenght, hustle and peace to push past and move on from the situation my partner and I are going through. A sudden move due to the toxicity of my ex best friend. His true colors came to light as soon as he got fired from his job. At first it was just little things like turning off the heater whilst either one of us took a shower. How he would tell my girlfriend they were much alike but then say he's petty, dramatic and manipulative, no logic there. When hurricane Fiona struck Puerto Rico, he saw how we were charging our phones in the car and completely "forgot" he had a power bank for charging things and proceeded to lash out at us in the morning for waking up early (which we barely slept beacuse we were having hurricane Maria PTSD'S, only to storm off and dissapear for two days without even asking if we needed anything or that we were ok. He got to the point where pettiness, manipulative, paranoia, childish and explosive behaviors he got in the end and how we're managing to push past without confronting a ticking time bomb who feeds off off anger and messy situations is honestly a well deserved achievement becuase we haven't fallen for his petty actions to pick a fight or discussion for the world to hear.
This will not reach any readers atm but I wanted to share our silent battle pushing against his childish and toxic behaviors and trying to be the bigger people in the picture even though in his head it's the opposite. We're stronger together.
De verdad me gustaría sentirme fuerte cuando las cosas van mal y mi mente se pierde en el caos, no tan débil y vulnerable como acostumbro.
Sleepwalker🌹
Same en verdad
Deseo ponerle fin a todos estos pensamientos que me atormentan en las madrugadas.
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También lo deseo y se cumplirá
“I tried another job and another job and another job, always searching for a place I could call home. I was creative and I was curious and there was a propulsiveness to my life—I was completely engaged in forward motion—yet I had no specific direction. A problem I had. Figuring out the direction.”
— Jami Attenberg, I Came All This Way to Meet You: Writing Myself Home (Ecco (January 11, 2022)
A problem I have, figuring out the direction
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