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"Tell Me You Kings Horses
And All You Kings Men
What's the Use of Fixing What Will Only Break Again"
Heartbroken - Meaghan Smith
I'm Still Heartbroken!
you can see where the color seeped under the masking. i sent it back to spectrum to fix it. they didn't.
一千個傷心的理由 . 張學友
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(13:36:53) Just moments after seeing on the teevee that Mittens quit, I walked outside my conference and into a crowd of what appear to be besuited young Republicans -- at the CPAC/YAF conference next door! Too bad these particular junior plutocrats picked a loser.
(Doh, of course they already knew. Mittens announced it at the conference.)
In any case, I had to flee across the bridge to Adams Morgan for lunch. Good thing I packed an Obama for Senate button.
Aerial dance performance telling the story of a heartbroken girl who is literally swept off her feet by an intriguing stranger.
Outside the National Theatre on the Southbank.
Taken at the afternoon and evening performances.
This picture is just pain. Today I went to hospital to have a heart test, nothing majour I asked for one because I havn't been feeling right for years. I constantly have chest tightness and fast heart beats etc, but doctors always say its anxiety, I hate the nhs. So this picture is pain. You need to look closer at the photo..View On Black
poem by Shakespeare from the play merchant of Venice, I like his other plays but not this one because its anti-Semitic. There were no Jews living in England at that time they weren't allowed, so it was highly unlikely that Shakespeare had ever met a jew.
She cries and cries.
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I got sunburnt today walking around a street fair & having a pool party.
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In this picture Aladdin may be heartbroken, but I was elated that I got to see my favorite Aladdin perform :)
Every once in a while I get lucky, and I get to see one of my favorite Aladdins performs. He doesn’t perform near as often as he used to, but every once in a while you might see him performing as Aladdin :)
This particular Aladdin was nice enough to stop and talk with me and my dad when we ran into each in Hollywood Pictures Back lot before seeing my 99th showing of Aladdin. I will include a link to the original story below :)
Taken in Aladdin a Musical Spectacular on 7/4/2011 during the 2:20 performance.
神があなたとともに居ますように…
kami ga anata to tomoni imasu youni
God be with you. 神があなたとともにありますように［おられますように］
My heart and my prayers go out for the people of Japan today!!!
In their honor: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tj1z29uxmhY&feature=related
I have a cousin and his family now living in Japan but his
mom has heard from him and he and his family are all okay.
Also am very thankful to have learned Flickr's
MartianCat & her husband Yoji in Japan are okay.
Forgiveness
Original 18x24 Oil on Panel
Rock-n-Soul Angels
The Heartbroken Hippie holds her caged heart admist a Prussian-indigo blue sky.
Unforgiveness blocks love and cages the heart. Forgiveness is letting go of everything but love.
Love and forgive without condition. Anything else is an illusion against love.To love is empowering oneself and it is why we are here, and there is nothing to be protected from except the blocks created to obstruct love. The Matrix
Abbreviated: Corinthians 13: 4-8
"Love...does not keep a record of wrongs...Love does not fail."
"I really want to tell you, I'm sorry." Chicago (Hard for Me to Say I'm Sorry)
"When given the choice between being right and being kind, choose kind."
Dr. Wayne Dyer
And for all the naysayers out there, "of course, the Angel is a hippie--she wears blue eye shadow and listens to Hendrix for crying out loud!!!"
www.youtube.com/watch?v=wnXQZBaA6GQ
Haha! 😛
Every single doll I've customized takes a little piece of my heart with them, but this one is a different kind of special. I had been Facebook friends with Jacqueline Wilton for a few months when I learned about the news her only daughter had suddenly gained her wings too soon, one year ago. I am an empath but this was different, as a mom I was heartbroken, I started following all her posts and I started feeling them deep inside my soul. I wanted to do something, I wanted to make it all better, even though I knew there wasn't anything I could say or do that could help her feel any better. I thought about offering a doll for her, after all, that's all I had to offer besides a few comforting words, I wondered if that could bring a little bit of sunshine during such a dark event, but at the same time, I didn't want to be insensitive, or inopportune. So I just thought about it, for months, without saying anything. Jacquie and I had never really spoken much other than some light interaction on Facebook. One day Jacquie randomly messaged me asking me about my customs. I knew this was a sign. I knew it was meant to be. This was my chance to be a blessing to a fellow mother. And so, after months of waiting and planning it, here she is: a tribute to Jessie.
I can't say working on her was easy, I put too much pressure on myself, I wanted her to be a perfect representation of Jessica. I talked to Jacquie about what she liked, how she wanted me to portray her, and this doll right here, is the end result. All gorgeous eye chips were sent by Jacquie and are by Chantilly Lace Blythe Customs.
I know this doesn't take all your pain away Jacquie but I really do hope she brings you a little message of love. You are in my thoughts and prayers. Xx
Sometimes I wish I were heartless. Sometimes I wish I weren't so tender-hearted and so easily drawn in by love. Sometimes I wish I knew how to speak my mind, say how I really feel, instead of being so afraid of hurting other people.... so ready to be hurt myself instead.
Sometimes I think it would just be easier to cut my heart out.
Kiss my lips, take the razor, and do it for me?
We are all extremely heartbroken. Earlier this month Bruno passed away. He was only ill for a very short time, but a very aggressive lymphoma took him from us after only a week of symptoms. There was absolutely nothing we could do except for loving him and giving him comfort care.
Every year since 2008 we have done a family Canada day photo with us four humans and the dogs together in a shot. We are also often a little delayed in shooting it so calling it a "Canada Day photo" is a rough approximation at best.We keptt getting delayed by busyness of schedules and weather. But when we knew Bruno was ill it was time to put on the t shirts and head out for the photo - in the beginning of October. I don't usually post family photos here, but this summed him up. He was the centre of everything and he knew it. He thrived in it. And we loved him for it. We miss him so much that it hurts.
Much of the write-up below is from a post in Eva's project in the 52 weeks group as we posted it there first.
He was such a great dog and a big personality. We miss him more than can be imagined.
In his 9 years with us he made us smile every day.
He entered our life full of energy and lack of self control by diving head first into a McDonalds bag within 10 minutes of being in our car, and when we pulled him out he had his mouth full of french fries.
In many ways he never grew up. He was always there, inserting himself into family fun, love, sadness, and chill time. He loved life wherever we were - at home, at the lake, or traveling to and from the lake.
He was confident that everyone loved him, to the point that he once climbed in a minivan that wasn't ours while he was on a loose lead and my wife was chatting to someone on the street. When she spotted him he was begging for goldfish crackers from the kids in their car seats.
He loved the water and dock jumping like no one else. He jumped so well that people would stop their boats to watch the show he was putting on.
Many times he landed on Eva while jumping off the dock. For some reason she stopped jumping with him.
Even though he loved water, he hated the canoe. One the one canoe ride we did with him he shook uncontrollably and then jumped out almost tipping the canoe so he could swim back to shore. We made it about 100 feet from the dock.
His brains were not smart. And that was perfect. He never figured out that when someone walked past the back of the house in the park they did not teleport to our front window.
He was just tall enough to peek his eyes over the edge of the kitchen table to catch blueberries that we rolled to him at breakfast.
His most heinous crime was once knocking Eva over while she was pooping. A crime that he found so funny that he ran around the yard with the biggest smile until she tackled him and disciplined him (which he let her do even though she was half of his weight).
When he got excited he lost all semblance of self control. He once dragged my daughter through deep snow while she held onto his lead because he spotted a dog that he wanter to say hi to about 200 yards away.
He is the one that let Aggie stop being so scared. Aggie trusted him so much that she would do whatever he did. Including demanding brushing after he was done and coming in for fake ear wipes whenever we needed to treat him for an ear infection/yeast overgrowth. During her first year as a 52 week dog he was in the room with her for almost every photo.
If you needed a laugh, he was there for you. If someone needed a hug he was happy to join in. If someone needed a cry, he would let them cry into his fur in a quiet and strong hug.
Every time he went to the vet he would climb on and off the scale repeatedly trying to get a cookie every time he went on it. He would also eat Aggie's cookies when she was too scared. He also shoved his face in every cat carrier to see if the cats wanted to say hi.
He loved yelling at squirrels at the lake. Even if he didn't know where they were.
He once ate half a role of paper towels on a car trip to the lake, then had white poops for the next three days,
His bottom teeth were crooked, his breath was sweet, and he required 30 minutes of hair care every time he went swimming.
He would bring his water toy to us every day at the lake asking to go for a swim. Even when the lake was frozen solid in the middle of winter.
He loved cuddling but would over heat. His favorite toys were stuffed dinosaurs, especially the tiny 4 inch long one that I bought by mistake on Amazon.
He wore hats and sunglasses better than anyone else. He never learned how to shake a paw, but he did learn that if he walked between your legs he could get a butt scritchie (deep finger scratch/pet on his hips). He also learned to slap you if you stopped petting before he was done.
He was everyone's friend. He had trouble posing for pictures as he never figured out that stay command - it made no sense why he should be ten feet away when he wanted to be right beside you.
He made the best COVID Santa posing for photos with our kids in his Santa costume when the mall Santas were closed. Even though the "large" Santa costume from Amazon was way too small so he wore it like a crop top.
He gave us over 3,390 perfect happy days. And we will miss him forever.
Eva and Aggie are doing okay, but the house sure does seem quiet without his big hairy happy presence. Our hearts hurt, but he gave us so much of his heart over the years that we will heal and keep his memory with us forever.
Uhhhh... I thought the music looked good with the picture.. lol
It's my clarinet music.. JINGLE BELLS!
Anyways, I might kidnap my brothers guitar later for some pis (:
song of the day. -Please listen, it's a beautiful song... and if this link doesnt work, try this.
I have no school the rest of the week because of the HORRIFYING weather conditions.. I'm kinda disappointed because we were gonna get out of schol May 19, but now we're getting out May 27 DD: ... you might think WOW that's early! But the thing is, we started August 13 which is pretty early compared to the other school districts... but oh well :\\
Have a great rest of the week!
Leah- if you're reading this..... we NEED to get that golfish for our picture we were gonna do like..... a long time ago (:
And we need to go to Hobby Lobby and buy sparkles and stuff for pics lol
My dad told me this and I think it has been one of the most comforting things I have heard.
He truly was a shinning light and now he is the brightest star in the sky.
I will never forger you. xx
This was inspired by my two friends who have been going through bad break ups. :/
I hope they feel better soon. <3
Having left Thornfield, a heartbroken Jane finds herself alone, penniless and starving on the moors. Utterly exhausted, she lies down in a final act of surrender to the elements.
Watch programmes from BBC Four's Gothic Literature Collection.
Image: BBC Copyright, 2006
Yes! Of Course we were all heartbroken when ZUMANITY by Cirque du Soleil went permanently Dark during the height of the 2020 Coronavirus Global Pandemic! 😷 But now it’s 2024 and you and your very lovely lady really do need to come here and see this 'Mad Apple' show! It’s Very Exciting!! 😁
Devin,
I miss you. I miss us. I wish we didn't break up. Do you remember the first time we met? And the first time we hugged, and laid down together? Do you remember our first kiss, and the first time we said I love you face to face?
We've had our arguments...we've had a lot of them. We've cried. We've missed each other. We've had our rough times.
We've also had a lot of fun. Remember how much I surprised you? And our stupid little games..like toe bop-it? And that ball and the fridge door game? You let me win that one -_- The fair was fun too, besides you getting mad at me.
I love you more than anything in this whole entire world. I want to spend the rest of my existence on Earth with you.
You're my babe, my bestfriend, and my grasshopper. Be my boyfriend again :/
- Shauna.
I set this up in movie form because my life was like a movie with him. He made me feel infinite. I miss that.
Chihuahua/Pomeranian mix (9/18/2009 - 3/2/2012) Probable cause of death: Great Horned Owl. Heartbroken.
I am young, and so are you.
This is wrong, but who am I to judge?
I feel like heaven when we touch
I guess, for me this is enough
We're one mistake for being together
Let's not ask why it's not right
I won't be seventeen forever
And we can get away with this tonight...
~metro station-seventeen forever
i changed some of the words to
fit my feelings.. toward my loss
Oil on Canvas
1952
“Rolanda, heartbroken over the end of her marriage to artist Miguel Covarrubias, depicts herself in turmoil; in the background, a volcano spews skeletons, dancers, and body parts. Many figures represent the Mexico City dance company Covarrubias directed, where he met his second wife. At lower right, a small Rolanda fights a clock, a symbol of her passing youth. Although the painting is one of despair, Rolanda’s clothing shows her allegiance to Mexico, the country she adopted through her husband.”
In Wonderland: The Surrealist Adventures of Women Artists in Mexico and the United States
Haiti #Wecare
We’re heartbroken with the amount of devastation Mathew has left behind in Haiti and we want to pull all our efforts in to help as much as we can.
Please join us in an very Special Master Class with all the Zumba Star Instructors to help us raise as much funds as possible. All the proceeds will go to:
Prodev
Our talented team will come together on Sunday December 4th from 12:00-2:30 PM to deliver an exceptional experience with the single goal to help and give. Be ready to dance for 90min non stop with our all star Team.
Here are some the instructors that will be present:
Volha
Angelina
Bryan
Yxia
Rene
Josip
Celeste
Anna
Edmee
Will
Idania- She is flying back from Miami just for you!
Photography by Hiroshi Ishikawa
I read you stories from drunken dreams on the wildside, tales told when I was dead inside. My sober soul can feel the pull of a bar on the corner serving drinks as the Titanic sinks, I think. The haze is brazen, she's blocking my vision. I've risen to the occasion, but got knocked down every time. A nightmare made of wine that Jesus turned to water, a pebble of pain that grew into a waterbreak, that miracle was his greatest mistake. A rake across the coals, a foal full of bravery, saying "Lead me like a naked man." What is the width of a broken wingspan? You can fill my mouth with swill when I wallow, but you can't make me swallow, I don't know who or how to follow, I'm always thirsty when I'm hollow...
I live in the land of entropy, a sea of mindless mystics called fungus. I get down on my knees and feel the breeze from the breath of spores. They want more, they need me, they see straight through my thin skin to the creatures within. Isn't it strange that I see my brain as something I possess, instead of just another precious part of the process? I regress when I want, I've got literally nothing, and I've got an awful lot. I've spotted myself without my shivering shell, I wasn't doing so well. Somebody said, "Your bed is your prison," but I thought they said "prism", and I was busy crying between screams, upside down in the kaleidoscope of dreams. Can I fill my hands with tears before they turn to clouds? That one of my fears that I hold dear, and I keep near to the meaningless message of restless resting, my eyelids are magnets holding back escaping aching. You might think I'm heartbroken, but I'm heartwaking.
© Steve Skafte
26 Jan. 2023. Harrow, UK. ANGELINA SECUNDINA FERNANDES. Born: 1st June 1936. Formerly from Mombasa, Kenya. We are heartbroken to announce that our cherished mum Angelina is now with God. Mum was small in stature with a big personality, a quick wit & a photographic memory. She was a kind, generous and loyal friend. She is missed so much already. For those nearby, a mass for her soul will be held tomorrow – Sunday 5th February at 11am at St Joseph’s Catholic Church, 191 High Road, Harrow Weald, HA3 5EE. Funeral details to follow shortly – watch this space. Condolences/messages please contact Hyacinth on hyacinth.f@hotmail.co.uk; tel: 07541 448659.
For full details with family names please go to www.goanvoice.org.uk/printerfile.php?link=2023-02-04
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My 'Darkroom Vintage' experiment reminisces on those old, film days, where our 'Photoshop' were waving our hands and overexposing certain areas, and sometimes those chemical accidents that makes uneven tints and colors pop out.
Oh those adventurous days compared to sitting in front of the computer these days!
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