Nov 6, 2016
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where did all these gifs of k-pop idols eating come from?
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it’s time to play
where did all these gifs of k-pop idols eating come from?
I'm watching conspiracy videos abt Michael Jackson still being alive and I think I'm convinced .
ahhh like it is very good to follow your dreams and stuff but moving is so stressful and to a city where it is hard to find a decent place no less
sooooo....
any portlanders in need of a roommate?
If you want to just talk to me, or need advice..don't hesitate to come to me. Send something to my box, feel free and welcome.
i should get a nobel prize for my kindness and endurance
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I can't, because there are WAY too many great blogs. I have it said a lot of times and I will repeat it: I love all the blogs I follow <3. Special mention to those that talk to me (even if it's just once a month or something). They know who they are ;)
Here's my blogroll.Here's my follow forever from a couple of months ago.
Someday This Pain Will Be Useful To You » OPEN
Now she was here, standing in the cemetery in which her presence rested. It hurt too much to think that her remains were somewhere else, far away in god knows where. They had robbed her of a chance for a proper burial, but this was the closest thing she could arrange under the circumstances and it was enough for her. A small bouquet of flowers clutched in on hand and the other placed on top of the grave stone. Her slender fingers reached carefully, tracing along each letter carved into the stone.
Cecilia Belén Ayres 1983-2011
She could never stand to think of her in the past tense. Her heart ached as she counted back the years to when she last saw her sister alive, back to the days with happy promising future ahead for them both. It was hard to ignore the guilt that revolted inside her, the death of the one person she loved the most was at the cause of her own hands. But she was quick to push those heavy thoughts away and reminded herself that nothing good would ever come of torturing herself over the past. Maybe the piercing ache in her chest eventually subsided to a dull pain, but it never left.
Moria laid the flowers down next to her grave stone carefully, making sure none of the petals crumpled, that each was perfect just for her. She sank to the ground folding her legs under herself with her hands folded neatly on top. She sat in silence for a few moments realizing for once she had come with pleasant news.
"Conocí a alguien..."