I know y’all don’t like Nas but
She Molly whooped Kutta lmao. Surprised me!
She Molly whooped Kutta lmao. Surprised me!
To be fair. i did do drugs
Holy fuck! They blew my mind.
Not only have their voices stayed amazing but the showmanship, music, remixing while creating the best atmosphere really blew me away.
Long live The xx, they are the reason I even got into music and I’m forever changed.
Rental apartment btw
Im feeling insecure and wanted to check on it
See title. I am curious.
I love the social-warmth and candor of the South & Mid-west, people are friendly, outgoing, and you can actually get neighbors who will take care of you during trying times, but the politics are unfathomably bad and inhospitable to marginalized folks, especially around the LGBTQIA spectrum. It's also horribly religious and gun-happy.
I like the politics of the east-coast; It's significantly more working class than the west coast cities and there's a stronger union sentiment in many east-coast cities in comparison to the west coast. While both have politics I like, I like the east-coasts more community focused organization and it feels less performative than west coast politics.
The West Coast has the best weather and nature; just gorgeous parks, etc. and such diversity of land and trees. I also think the food, due to the fresh produce, is so much better in the west coast and, in general, there's so many fun things to do and a lot of cool activities.
I know it's likely impossible, but I'm curious if anywhere in the world has all of the above.
Whenever I see discussions about dress codes, I always hear the argument that guests are not there to fulfill your “Pinterest” aesthetic for your wedding. The same naysayers argue that making guests “props” for photos and weddings by enforcing colors / styles is tacky and inappropriate.
I firmly disagree. Your wedding, ideally, is one incredibly special and important day in your life as a couple. Can people really not put aside their own selfish needs for one special day? Are people that lazy and inept that they refuse to follow the couples wish for one day?
I don’t think it’s unreasonable to request people to wear pastels, disco style , metallics, etc.
Many couples want to look back on their photos and see the glamour or feel of a vibe they spent so much money creating.
I think people are incredibly lazy and lame if they can’t muster up the effort to fulfill that vision for one day.
Photos matter, and aesthetic matters. What’s the big issue in having to buy a dress for the event? It cannot be that hard if you’re given due notice.
If you really hate it, just don’t go.
Just my two cents.
A stare I give to you, my dear
The deepest blessing from my eyes
The care I give to you, my dear
The deepest cry, the heart belies
The dance that we once did, my dear
What a tango that long waltz was
The dance I now give away, my dear
To your handsome beau, as the hour draws
I see him touch your arm, my dear
The tenderness in each fingers’ grip
I see him hold your waist, my dear
The grasp of love I alas let slip
As you twirl and move, my dear
A rosy blush spreads on your face
You take a look at mine, my dear
What do you feel, covered in lace?
Do you see the yearn in my stoic sight?
Do you grasp the sorrow from what is lost?
Do you hear the wishes cast in the night?
Do you pity what mistakes have cost?
There are things beyond debts, my dear
Acts of fate that cannot be reversed
A consequence I must pay, my dear
Such is the blight of an affection cursed
I can never hold you again, my dear
Or sing to you with heartfelt ease
Nor can I gift my soul, my dear
For what I bring can never please
I wish for you the best, my dear
You deserve only the greatest joy
But I cannot share it with you, my dear
For I must go on my own long foy
I see you make your way, my dear
You sway gently in your stride
But now I must exit, my dear
For what I’ve lost is more than pride
With these last words, I leave you, my dear
Ones sprung from both a lover and fool
I say to you, with tenderness, my dear
Just remember for me, my dear
Just one last thing, my dear
Ah…
The dreams I have of our solstice night
When you lay, starlit, in my arms
We glowed under the fireflies’ light
And I promised you there’d be no harm
Why couldn't I keep that sacred pact?
I see the tears roll down your veil
The gossamer threads can’t hide the fact
It wasn’t you who caused this to fail
So, this burden I must bear, my dear
It is mine, and mine alone
From me you must depart, my dear
And let me endure it on my own
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With love
A stare I give to you, my dear
The deepest blessing from my eyes
The care I give to you, my dear
The deepest cry, the heart belies
The dance that we once did, my dear
What a tango that long waltz was
The dance I now give away, my dear
To your handsome beau, as the hour draws
I see him touch your arm, my dear
The tenderness in each fingers’ grip
I see him hold your waist, my dear
The grasp of love I alas let slip
As you twirl and move, my dear
A rosy blush spreads on your face
You take a look at mine, my dear
What do you feel, covered in lace?
Do you see the yearn in my stoic sight?
Do you grasp the sorrow from what is lost?
Do you hear the wishes cast in the night?
Do you pity what mistakes have cost?
There are things beyond debts, my dear
Acts of fate that cannot be reversed
A consequence I must pay, my dear
Such is the blight of an affection cursed
I can never hold you again, my dear
Or sing to you with heartfelt ease
Nor can I gift my soul, my dear
For what I bring can never please
I wish for you the best, my dear
You deserve only the greatest joy
But I cannot share it with you, my dear
For I must go on my own long foy
I see you make your way, my dear
You sway gently in your stride
But now I must exit, my dear
For what I’ve lost is more than pride
With these last words, I leave you, my dear
Ones sprung from both a lover and fool
I say to you, with tenderness, my dear
Just remember for me, my dear
Just one last thing, my dear
Ah…
The dreams I have of our solstice night
When you lay, starlit, in my arms
We glowed under the fireflies’ light
And I promised you there’d be no harm
Why couldn't I keep that sacred pact?
I see the tears roll down your veil
The gossamer threads can’t hide the fact
It wasn’t you who caused this to fail
So, this burden I must bear, my dear
It is mine, and mine alone
From me you must depart, my dear
And let me endure it on my own
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Splitting
I couldn’t imagine, until the thoughts became reality
I was a pitying observer, watching from a distance
Hearing stories, nae folk-tales of the affliction,
“Crazy, psycho, batshit, dangerous”
One day the tidal wave hit me, a gloating tsunami
No ebbs and flows, just voraciously moving water
Shattering what I knew, what I was, what I felt
You couldn't imagine, the thoughts that are my reality
The affliction, as I called it, more of a pestilence
Suffocating every second of myself until all it leaves is
Ash from the infernal flame of its wrath
Crazy, crazy they say, I said
But do you know what it feels to be
Rendered into two, split like an axe-hit branch?
Do you know how it feels to see yourself dive in
To a void of wretched agony, to not be able to stop yourself from
Choking in self-induced pain?
A man is given a brain, a tool to help navigate the world
But what if that tool is a knife, crafted to stab its wielder
The duty to go on, exsanguinated, presses on me
I condemn this tool as a curse
If love is the gift given by God
If fear is the antithesis of love
What do you call a love that is built on fear?
This love provides me no warmth
It’s a tundra, leaving me frozen in two
One part caring, the other
Ruined
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I just wanted to thank all of the psychics for all of the work that they do. It's really amazing how much you have all helped people here, and how much comfort you give.
This sub can be one of the saddest because of all the loss, pain, anguish, and grief that is there for ones seeking truth, connection, and comfort. However, it is all of you that are providing the aforementioned and I am really touched to see how much effort and care y'all put into it.