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bumblebeeman · 14 days
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The Point Smooth Jazz Internet Radio 07.14.21
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niallfashionarchive · 3 years
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Niall with a fan | posted July 14, 2021
Bode Embroidered Toile Shirt ($415)
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modern-hippie-love · 3 years
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Wednesday July 14, 2021
Officially met my nephew today 🥰 yes, I cried as soon as I saw him. Yes, he’s perfect. yes I am going to spoil him. & yes of course he’ll be Auntie’s partner in crime when older 😜 Blessed to be able to spend today & tomorrow with baby Cash 💙👶🏼
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zoneaydin: ENDER RIDLEY AYDIN. 07.14.21 ❤️❤️❤️🧿
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wisteriasweets · 3 years
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Happy Birthday Kamado, my boy!!
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alexhoghdaily · 3 years
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r-ene · 3 years
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07.14.21
no day is a good day, for the whole 24 hours there are minutes, hours where you suddenly feel sad, pissed or just get in a bad mood, but at the end of the day you can still call it a 'good day' because, maybe, even just for a small part of the day, you had a good time. not sure if I made sense but that was today for me, despite of the gloomy weather, haha. I had a good morning - watched a bakery/street food vlog, surpassed my last time in planks, my coffee was good, Bob was really chatty in a funny way, Luna was really into our practice of the tricks she learned and I finally got the document I really needed today, a day before the deadline of submission (I was emailed regarding it just this Friday and the process took awhile, it was supposed to be released tomorrow but I was very persistent with following up haha) and !! I had a great walk outside !! I wanted to take photos of the plants, squirrel, dogs and stuff while on the way home but I got shy, haha.
This was a lengthy post, but I hope you all, too, have a good day 🤍
now I better go study some more now, haha.
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stringcheeseboiii · 3 years
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pov: you asked mr. seteth if you could have a hall pass to go check twitter
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fuchsiaamorouscoils · 3 years
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.my painting in progress
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fifty three: meditations on the long yellow hallway outside my two-week bedroom, within which i am both a guest and a bullet
when you're young you're convinced the whole world's against you. after all it's easier this way for you to justify your antipathy towards its varied inhabitants, self-defense, she said the first word, i only returned the favor. when you're young your life is a series of favors returned, left at the doorstep because you were too embarrassed to ring the doorbell. you ran home through the pouring rain like that, carrying a feeling in your chest you didn't know what to do with. always rain when you're feeling rough and beaten-down and confused. despite your best efforts, heaven still cries for you.
according to everyone i've ever known, growing up is a lie they tell kids before bedtime so they won't try to stay up and catch the sunrise. at the beginning of spring i was sitting in the lounge of my dorm with a few others who lived in my hallway when someone said, 'i was thinking it'd be nice to catch the sunrise with everyone before the end of the semester.' 'that sounds beautiful,' i said. by the end of the semester he had become the thing stuck in your shoe that sometimes pricks the sole of your foot when you're walking but you can't get out, you don't even know what it is, it's just really fucking annoying. before leaving summer behind i was talking to someone else about people and blank space and they mentioned catching the sunrise once with a few friends. huh, i thought then. so it's possible to do this right.
the person living across from me in the hallway and i opened our doors at the same time the other day. he was balding and wearing a polo shirt and lunch that day must have been some kind of fish, anyway i'm much more careful about opening the door these days because we're not supposed to talk to each other anyway but if i have to make eye contact with someone else who is slowly losing their mind in the confines of a five star hotel room again and not say a single word i think i will eat this pleather armchair. this seems to be one of the hotels destined for travelers en route from america. i know this because the bellhop mentioned it offhandedly while he was wheeling our luggage up to our rooms. 'got a lot of travelers from america (lol),' he said a week and a half ago. 'unexpected.' it is unexpected. who else is stupid enough to go traipsing around to america land and back in these times. me, i guess. and balding polo shirt.
the front desk called me this morning to ask about an hdmi cable i hadn't borrowed- wrong room, a simple mix-up, the usual. i wonder who borrowed an hdmi cable. what'd they watch? was it netflix? i bet it was netflix. i wonder what kind of shows they watched on netflix. i wonder if they sat bundled up in bed with their five pillows arranged in various positions of elegance around them and the huge comforter thrown over their knees, the lights from the city shining through the window and the light from the tv screen shining right back at it. i wonder if they saw their neighbor too.
for a moment i forgot i was in singapore. i was watching a movie, you understand, but when i took my eyes off the screen and looked around me this didn't register as home, or anywhere near it. i've never stayed at this hotel before. i think the last time i stayed at a hotel in singapore it was when my friend and her extended family booked a suite in sentosa and i tagged along as an honorary guest, nine years old and unaware of the evils of the world. hotel life. thick fluffy towels. room service. phone-booth in the bathroom.
i'm trying to remember if it rained today but nothing's coming to mind, not the color of the sky or the way the sliver of river beneath it looked, just the gray of buildings, grey concrete underfoot, the guy smoking a cigarette downstairs. i'm trying to stay grounded but this room feels so far away from everything i've ever known, out of the frying pan and straight into the fridge, the other day i alternated between drinking nearly-boiling water and a matcha slushie from jollibean and i think my tongue melted right off. is there a bone in the tongue? no. but there should be.
there are a lot of things where they shouldn't be and a lot of things that aren't. ambient lighting and a hand full of gazelles. and somehow, we just keep getting older.
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jetaimeangel · 3 years
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I haven't been here for so long. a life long journey. A thousand of shattered pieces of my heart left behind the steps I took just to get in the moment of fearless nor undenial decision where I know I was following the rightest instinct and my countless voice of desires. In just a few days, The Creator has answered my deepest devotional prayer. Now, i can proudly say that anytime sooner, my "One Day" will turn to "Day One". You'll never see me looking back. or maybe, once I've completely finished other A-Zs staircases of heartbreaks, tears left not swipen, questions left unanswered. I'll see you then after the Oath-taking. For now, Unto the hunt for the next adventure. 07.14.21 12:39am
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eskimowhispers · 3 years
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07.14.21 🥲🥲🥲
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aaronsmythe · 3 years
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Aaron downed the remainder of his whiskey, clearing his throat softly to counteract the light burn in his throat. Glancing towards Ash, he stretched his arms over his head, his words slurring a little as they broke the silence between them. “So what are your plans after this? This is your third year, right?” He asked, his eyes narrowing a little as he leaned forward to pour himself another glass.
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( @ash-clarington​ - Wednesday night, 07.14.21)
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lifesfeelings · 3 years
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Where Do I Go?
I don’t really even know what this post is going to say, or where I’m going. I just need to rant about Elijah. There’s nothing necessarily new, I’m just sad and thinking a lot about it. I don’t know what to even do at this point! From the outside, I feel like I just look desperate and he looks awful. When I talk to people about Elijah, they are like, “You’ve been talking to him for three years straight? And you haven’t even went on a date? He’s stringing you along, you deserve better”. And I know it looks (and definitely feels) awful. But also, there are things that I feel like people don’t understand because they aren’t in it? You know what I mean? Idk, I have talked to him every single day for three years. How could I not be latched on to him? And it’s not like I’ve placed blind faith. I have specifically asked him twice now. And I feel like at this point, it’s just sad and desperate to ever bring anything up again! But how am I supposed to give up on him when I asked him flat out if there was a chance! I asked him and he said that he was more afraid of messing things up with me than he was coming out. He said that I was amazing and that he wanted it too… but then complete radio silence on the topic? He hasn’t brought ANYTHING up since. We have mundane and boring convos. He responds three times a day, maybe… I don’t know how I can simultaneously feel so despondent, so over him and tired of this whole situation, while also getting giddy anytime he snaps me. It’s just exhausting spending so much energy on it. I hate it. But what can I do? My options are give up on it, be cold and end it? Which would just make me depressed. Or keep playing along, getting three responses a day and never getting anywhere, will just keep me depressed? I also have to chuckle a bit to myself though. I know this is gonna be one of those posts that I come back to in a few months and think, “God, who let this edgy over dramatic, emotional bitch have a tumblr” 😂
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ab101801 · 3 years
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“Could You Be?”
-AUTUMN K. BUNTION,
07.14.21
I still find myself wondering
what it could’ve been.
Could you be?
I don’t know what to believe,
but I know he wouldn’t be
if you were to be.
Maybe if it was you I truly felt,
and you that had to leave,
I guess you gave up everything
that could have been,
a self-made hero, just for him to be.
If you were really ever there,
just know that I’m sorry.
I wanted you both here,
but I still don’t know what to think.
Could you be?
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alexhoghdaily · 3 years
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