We Don't Bully People For Not Knowing How To Ride Bikes Anymore
we don't bully people for not knowing how to ride bikes anymore
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Two paths; each similar but with different outcomes.
the initial part is always full of despair. No matter what you do, you can't escape the disaster that ensues. Like black dye being injected into a lake, your bad luck will seep deep into your life and consume everything. It will be slow but painful. Every time you set a long term ambition, you will have to venture through the flames of hell to try to get there. The worst part is, it will always happen. And you'll be forced to watch as others give half as much and get what they want at the snap of a finger.
One path will end in misery, in you lying in your own now black blood dribbling out over your wasted efforts. The efforts in vain.
The other will end in a heavenly bliss, with a climax so beautiful you almost forget your pain and assure yourself that it was an easy path. The scars will fade and the memory have a joyous ending. Victory comes to those who wait, after all.
But what if you never realize if there is truly light at the end of that tunnel? what if you continue swimming for your life and the years pass and you realized it was a wasted fantasy? what will happen when reality comes crushing down on your poor, heavy, drained head?
Tired? no, no. Continue, the light is there!
Where? When?
Hush. just continue.
Israel continues the massacres in Gaza... 232 souls taken in less than an hour! We are dying before your eyes—please, don’t leave us alone! Save us, do something... protest, donate, participate. I don’t want to die!
her eyes.
hues of cerulean and sun dust dance around in the glassy hemisphere. Lapiz stripes stagger towards the dainty iris that contrast the dents of ice, reminiscent of more than the twilight sky, more than the soft foam of the sea, more than the star littered galaxy. The gold, however, is simply the cherry on top. Of a rose-gold territory, the flakes prettily adorn the perfection, taking it a level higher- not perfect, but heavenly. When she peers at you with her eyes, she's not looking- she's mapping. For her eyes are not just visually a hue of mystery, but instead a tinted window to the similarly heavenly psyche that waits to be seen.
🚨 My Mom is on the Edge – Save Her Life Before It's Too Late! 🚨
I write these words with a heavy heart and a heavy heart. My mother, a symbol of tenderness and giving, is now suffering from unbearable pain, as she suffers from deadly blood cysts on her liver that threaten her life at every moment. The situation has become like an endless nightmare; every minute that passes brings us closer to eternal separation.
The hospital is asking for $3,789 to perform the urgent surgery, and these amounts seem unattainable in these circumstances that turn our lives into a continuous battle against death. I see the pain in her eyes, and the tears running down her cheeks, and I can only beg you with all my hope: Help me save my mother, as every donation, no matter how small, could be the difference between life and death.
This appeal comes from the depths of the heart, filled with sadness and tears, and I appeal to every kind soul to give us a second chance, a chance to keep our mother among us. If you can't donate, please share this message with everyone you know; you may be able to help save her life before it's too late.
My mom needs you now, more than ever... Please help me face these dark moments before death snatches her away from us.❤️🙏
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nvm I'm back to normal I'm js gonna go to sleep 💯
I'm basic in the way that I crush over guys like satoru and chat noir ( chat blanc was also kinda... )
the fact that people are just realizing how peak south asian women are and how beautiful our culture rlly is
I feel like we live in an era where racism towards south asans is at an all time high, yet people are also gravitating towards us and realizing we're actually normal ( and beautiful ) people
Tensions are increasing in the border. The continuation of my exams is uncertain. I've been preparing for my exams for 2 years.
To any Pakistani or Indian civilian reading this, my heart goes out to all of you. We should not have to suffer for the internal concerns of our governments.
My life feels unreal right now. I can barely get through the day and I lie awake at night, hoping for some form of escapism. I can listen to all the music I want, watch my favourite shows, attempt to actually study - though my motivation is seeping away - but the weight of this bores through my soul in a way that I cannot explain. We are not desperate, yet we cannot help but feel hopeless. My life might lay in the hands of a zealous strike.
Stay safe and do not lose hope, I anticipate that this will all be over soon.
seeing semi-rich white kids complain about how hard it is to get into ivies because they're not from a third world country low income family pisses me off because like
you're the blueprint vro 💔
woah there why am I being so angsty icl ts weird asl 💔💔💔💔
