my problem is if i enjoy something enough i will be nitpicking. i Will have things to say about where and how it failed. out of nothing but love straight from my heart. unfortunately this often makes me indistinguishable from a hater who has never experienced joy or kindness. such is the amateur critic's burden.
Someone said “The slow burn of becoming yourself” and I think that might be one of the most beautiful things I have ever heard. It’s such a good reminder of how much it takes, how much character development, how much change, and beauty and courage it takes to reach your soul and I hope no one ever gives up on becoming themselves because it’s a never ending journey that only gets better.
Often containing hair, teeth, and other physical remains of the dead, these pieces peaked in popularity in the Victorian era. Mourning jewelry is one of earliest sartorial expressions of the gothic romanticism which has defined many famed modern designers, from Alexander McQueen to Ann Demeulemeester to Lieve Van Gorp. The genre is made up of broaches, necklaces, rings, and other adornments meant to celebrate loved ones who had passed away. However, the pieces from that period rather simply served to underscore the concept of "memento mori" ("remember you will die")
My goal in life is to be the person running the bookstore in the horror thriller where the protagonist has to go to track down a rune. I've got stupid hair and a vest or something. The protagonist shows me a rune drawn on a napkin and I say shit like "Aha! Just a moment!" Before skittering off for some gay ass book
I am writing to you with a heart crushed by endless tears, from a hospital bed where fear and pain surround me. Every moment feels heavier than the last, and I am desperate for help to save myself and my children
My name is Suhaila, a mother of four children.
I am writing these words from inside the hospital, with a heart full of fear and pain.
My health is very critical. My iron level is 6,
and my little daughter Miral’s iron level is 5.
I urgently need donations to buy the medicine and save our lives
My husband is injured and unable to work. We have no income and no protection.
Our family lives in a torn tent, exposed to cold, hunger, and fear every day.
My health is very critical. My iron level is 6,
and my little daughter Miral’s iron level is 5.
She is so weak… her small body is fading, and I cannot afford the medicine or the food she needs to survive.
Right now, my daughter and I are in the hospital, waiting helplessly.
My other children are alone in the tent, hungry and scared.
We are not asking for luxury.
We are asking for treatment to stay alive
and food so my children do not die.
Please, do not let my children lose their mother,
and do not let me lose my daughter in front of my eyes.
Help us. Save us. We are slowly dying. 😭💔🙏
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