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Cal got me this shirt for my birthday, I love it! :)
Are you single/taken/heartbroken/confused?
- Taken and married! :)
What if I told you that you were pretty?
-I would say, "Thank you very much," and possibly hug you.
What are you looking forward to in the next week?
- I couldn't tell you because I don't know what my schedule will look like.
Do you want to be single?
- I never want to be single again!
Have you pretended to like someone?
- No.
Honestly, has anyone seen you in your underwear in the past 3 months?
- Yes.
Is it hard for you to get over someone?
- Sometimes but I don't have to worry about that ever again.
What would you name your future daughter?
- Ellie Mae or Sara Alizabeth
Are you good at hiding your feelings?
-No, not really.
Are you listening to music right now?
- Not at the moment.
How is your heart lately?
- Perfect.
Are you wearing socks?
- No, especially with it being 102 outside.
What do people call you?
- Shelby or Shelbs
Will you talk to the person you like tonight?
-Absolutley! I mean we live together since we're married. :P
When was the last time a member of the opposite sex hugged you?
- 1:30 today before he left for work.
Do you get stressed out easily?
- Sometimes.
Who do you go to when you need to talk to someone?
- Cal, my mom, Danielle.
What is on your wrists right now?
- A lovely burn :(
What do you like better: hot chocolate or hot apple cider?
- Depends, if it is around Christmas then hot apple cider any other time hot chocolate. I know I'm weird.
Are you a good artist?
- Haha, nope.
Do you miss the way things were six months ago?
- Not at all.
Ever stayed up all night on the phone, with who?
- Yeah, with Cal.
Do you use chap stick?
- No.
Do you have a little sister?
- No.
Have you hugged someone within the last week?
-Yes! I've hugged several people actually.
What were you doing at midnight last night?
- Almost back from taking Paul and Dani back to their car after our double date! :)
Have you ever regretted kissing someone?
- Yes
Were your last three kisses from the same person?
- Yes.
Will next Friday be a good one?
-I'll make sure of it! :)
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Misty’s Big Adventure are heartbroken to announce the death of their friend, musician, composer, songwriter and band leader Gareth Jones, aka Grandmaster Gareth. He died at his home in Birmingham, UK. He was 41.
We shared this terrible news on our Facebook and Instagram pages late on Thursday night, as soon as we felt able to express our grief in words:
To all the lovely fans of Misty’s Big Adventure, we have some very sad and difficult news to share with you all.
Gareth sadly passed away on Sunday.
He left us the day after a truly joyous home gig at the Hare & Hounds where we were surrounded by pure love and friendship. To everyone who has attended our gigs, shared in our performances, listened to our music and given us so much in return we are overwhelmingly grateful, and we shall never forget you. We made something beautiful. We are so sorry to have to share this devastating news with you all.
Gareth, the world is truly changed without you.
All our love to you at this difficult time. Please take care and reach out to friends, family and the people you love. Share your burden.
Grandmaster Gareth’s band – our band – Misty’s Big Adventure – was founded in Birmingham, UK, in 1996. We were teenagers. Most of us are in our forties now. The band was our life, our family, our creative purpose. We released five studio albums, numerous tour CDs, a Best Of compilation, and were due to begin work on our next album. We performed live all over the UK and Europe, and met so many wonderful people, and we hope that we added a splash of joyful colour to this world with our music.
The late great John Peel was a supporter of Gareth’s music, commissioning a Peel Session Monster Melody and famously declaring Gareth to be “the new God”.
In addition to his work with Misty’s Big Adventure, and releasing a series of solo albums, Grandmaster Gareth collaborated with many artists including Broadcast, Jeff Lewis, Pram, The Zutons, The Retro Spankees, Dog Food, Brute Force, Kimya Dawson, Noddy Holder, Gruff Rhys, and Sir Patrick Moore. He was Musical Director for the Creation Theatre Company, Oxford, for whom he composed a number of scores and musical arrangements. He wrote the theme tunes for Dave Gorman’s BBC2 series Genius and for Jimmy Carr’s Comedy Cuts on BBC Radio 2. He also composed music for video games, including Pool Panic, Loot Rascals, and Surgeon Simulator 2. His community music projects with adults and children in Birmingham were a joy he embraced whenever the opportunity arose.
My grandma used to always tell me: "You have to Prepare for the worst, hope for the best....and expect the unexpected." That advice...has stayed with me...ever since she first said it to me.
Expect the unexpected..that part rings in my ears..
I'm at home....not even fully dressed....when I hear a knock on my door. My son runs to open it and some random dude is there...he ask's me for my name and then serves me with papers. I was sooo embarrassed. I couldn't even get up to grab the papers..so this dude has to walk in my house....and serve me with EFFIN' papers. My ex.....him and his damn perfect timing.....sometimes I sware he has a camera that follows me everywhere I go and whenever the perfect time comes up...he strikes. He beats me down with more of his indifference and indecision. Nothing that he told me...was in these papers...in fact the papers were a complete and total mess....they spelled my son's name wrong......and even gave him the wrong friggin birthdate.....what the hell is that....what pisses me off is that my ex is the one giving him the information. What have I been fighting for then?? I feel like an idiot..I have fought for him to be in my son's life for sooooo long now....and now I feel like I have been betrayed and duped. Then my mom calls me and tells me that she is starting chemo tomorrow as well. I thought it was supposed to be just radiation.....now she starts chemo. Sometimes I Feel she isn't telling me something.
But you know what tomorrow is....MY birthday...so at this point....my birthday is going to suck. Yes...i'm being negative and right now I don't care. I am so livid....so heartbroken...I can hardly see str8.
every single time I start to get a footing....my foot is grabbed and I slip.
Maybe I am not making any sense right now...and I am sorry for that. But I needed to just get this off my chest....and I am so upset...
I need to eat something....but I can't...I have been crying my eyes out, but I don't want to. I need a moment to myself..but I am single mom and don't have that luxury...I need to get away...but no can do.
So here I am facing this head on......like a friggin champ.....but I feel like I have been beat to a pulp.
Hankies For The Heartbroken and HayFeverish.
We made these at Brown Owls last night.
We got the idea from the very excellent benignobjects.blogspot.com/
We Used:
Blue B6 Print Gocco
Gocco HiMesh B6 Screens
ATM card as squeegee
Green Gocco Fabric Ink
New Handkerchief
一千個傷心的理由 . 張學友
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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
RUNNING SAGE <3
I was heartbroken when BLM removed him from his wild home. Then he was adopted before I could get him and has spent several months in a tiny pen all alone, looking out at his family band running free & wild.
I finally met the adopter some months ago & told her I would always be there for him, if she ever had problems or wanted to sell him after she got title.
She called me a few days ago. Due to personal issues, she cannot care for him properly at this time and asked if I could still get him to the ranch with his 3 brothers.
I spoke to the loving advocate family at the ranch & they have all agreed whole heartedly that Running Sage should be able come home to the ranch & be reunited with his family band brothers! I am elated!!! At the adopters request, he will be loved & cared for there, as best I could ever wish for!
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Former Vivace location (now The Market House) entrance is just up the street here. Popular women's boutique Nouvelle Eve is where the Warehouse Sale sign is. M's is to the north, just out of the frame.
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!! 😁
I'm absolutely heartbroken to say that our friend, Gary Minniss, passed away on June 19, 2009, after a long battle with cancer. I wish I'd had the chance to meet him in person. Rest in Peace, Gary.
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a couple weeks ago i cut off all my hair since i had been growing it out specifically for the wedding.
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This is for "Fix My Pic" group here:
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Original photo by "Giusi-Gurl" here:
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Thank you very much to "Ghostbones" for the texture:
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this is about my last relationship which lasted 2years and 9 months before it finally died in the autumn of 2009.
not my first girlfriend, but my first love.
guess no relationship will ever felt that way again. filled with ups and downs. a bumpy ride, but a very breathtaking one.
it has been like what, 1year and a half since the break up. but at times, i caught myself still shamely reminiscing and somewhat tasting those lost but sweet moments.
its been a hell of a ride. oh yes it is.
if you are reading this, im just gonna say, im sorry i screwed it up. when our relationship ended, im pretty sure some part of me died with it.
and now, im absolutely sure of it.
P.S: this is just one of the many concept i have in mind for my 52 weeks project. no other intentions are being implied here.
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Heartbroken: EVERY Monday night at Studio80 on the Rembrandtplein in Amsterdam! Party: Heartbroken Venue: Studio80 Coverage by: Waking up in Amsterdam!
Heartbroken: EVERY Monday night at Studio80 on the Rembrandtplein in Amsterdam! Party: Heartbroken Venue: Studio80 Coverage by: Waking up in Amsterdam!
I find it amazing what we see when we look at a picture and how we each interpret it. I see a lady and possibly a dog by her side and well the story behind is up too you
yes .. i had my heart broken because my old computer let me down .. but i bought a new one and some body lost a copy of the Adobe master suite on my desk .. so i am up and running !
John Paragon was Cassandra Peterson's writing partner for 27 years. Additionally, he wrote, and directed in a fair number of movies and tv. He was Jambi on Pee-Wee's Playhouse as well as the voice of Pterri.
“To be a star, you must shine your own light, follow your own path, and don't worry about the darkness, for that is when the stars shine brightest”
Heartbroken: EVERY Monday night at Studio80 on the Rembrandtplein in Amsterdam! Party: Heartbroken Venue: Studio80 Coverage by: Waking up in Amsterdam!
Heartbroken to find White Tip's remains about 100 feet out on frozen Lake Erie, done in by a stray dog that's been stealing their food. I have been feeding White Tip and other strays in the colony since November, tragic that he won't get to see spring after enduring such a harsh winter. White Tip's sidekick Napoleon seemed out of sorts today, hope she gets over it soon. She's going to miss cozying up to that warm pile of fur to get through those frigid subzero nights, were due for -9F tonight.
The Family + Gail. April 2001 following mom's funeral
Here we are on the porch at Bill and Bev's after Mom's funeral. What a week. What a day. Frightened, heartbroken, loved, loving. Looking at this picture - it's strange that we are all smiling, even glowing. My love for my siblings is this inexplicable feeling of joy that we share when we are together. I guess it's that I can feel them. I know them by feeling their feelings with them. It's like, all together we make one complete person.
It took me so many years to digest this time period and to accept that Mom had gone forever. I had to come to terms with my Mother herself. She was herself, she was an icon, she was a part of me she was [as was my father] a larger than life person. My friend Diana said to me once, "My relationship with my Mother has gotten much better since she died."
I had a dream after she died. She came to the door and knocked. I opened it and was shocked to see her. I kept saying, "But I thought that you were dead." She never said anything, just walked around the house looking at things. She looked like she had looked at about 30. She was well dressed and beautiful. Then she looked at me and took me in her arms and hugged me. It felt like her. I could feel her body and I could also feel her feelings. I felt what it was to be her. Even in the dream, she smelled a certain way that was a signature. Then she turned around and walked out shutting the door. After that I stopped worrying about her so much. It's as though she was saying, "I'm okay." Our relationship continues.
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from Jane Hirshfield
The Present
I wanted to give you something —
no stone, clay, bracelet,
no edible leaf could pass through.
Even a molecule's fragrance by then too large.
Giving had been taken, as you soon would be.
Still, I offered the puffs of air shaped to meaning.
They remained air.
I offered memory on memory,
but what is memory that dies with the fallible inks?
I offered apology, sorrow, longing. I offered anger.
How fine is the mesh of death. You can almost see through it.
I stood on one side of the present, you stood on the other.
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