Street Fighter 6 - Zangief, Lily, and Cammy Gameplay Trailer
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Street Fighter 6 - Zangief, Lily, and Cammy Gameplay Trailer
Happy Valentine’s Day!
"Well-meaning friends may encourage us to "move on" or "get on with life." Yet when we are told to "get over it," a very subtle but profound message is being given to us: that we are doing something wrong by grieving. If you can understand grief as an extension of love, then you will see that there is nothing wrong with grieving. To deny the importance of grieving would be saying that there is something pathological about loving."
- Grieving Mindfully by Sameer M. Kumar PH. D.
Welp, don’t care about any of these... EXCEPT FOR ONE OF THE TWO POPPY SKINS I’M STILL MISSING!!!
Insta-buy! ...once I get my paycheck next week >-> Then I only need to get Noxus Poppy to complete my Poppy skin collection :D
Full color 2…sorta DHALSIM, BLANKA, ZANGIEF, GUILE
*gentlemanly clears his throat* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
if i was a umamusume my name wuld be Double Lariat
Freeform; Nostalgia.
Sometimes. Often when I am alone once more, in the echoes of a day filled with laughter.
You creep into my bones as if I were standing in the midst of a blizzard in nothing but my flesh.
Heavy with guilt and grief and hope. Familiarity. It’s nice to reminisce on that feeling and get lost in the idea of you again.
I sit and sip my water, staring out the kitchen window. Crickets chirp in the night air. The moon whispers to me and for a brief moment, all I heard was you.