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My heart is borken.
Hammy died today. Lance came home from work and went to wake her up for the vet but she never did, she will never wake up again. My brave brave girl finally gave up today.
I am glad she went in her sleep but it isnt stopping the pain. The pain of not being there, the pain of leaving her alone. No one will know how much she ment to me. What her death has done to me. I hate myself that i was not there for her.
Even though she has not lived wiht my since feb I can FEEL that she has gone. I have never missed lance to much. I need him to help me, I need his arms around me. I need his heart to hold mine together becasue I can feel each broken peice tearing at my chest.
I can't brethe and I feel sick. I just miss her so so very much. I havent stopped crying
there is so much more i want to say. to tell you all about her. so you can know her wonderful self like i did. There is so much MORE to her that what you saw here. I picked this picture, even though i have already uploaded it, becasue it is my FAVOURITE one of her. And i think it shows her personality the best.
Her wonderful, shinning personality
Hammy, you will never know how much i will miss you.
my beautiful girl, please please come back home to me.
I have always loved George Carlin. Like many of my contemporaries (usually boys), I sat in my room listening to AM/FM and Class Clown, memorizing his words, his cadences, his rhythms. I grew up and left the confines of my childhood bedroom, but I always felt I somehow carried George with me.
At some point in the early 80s my mother was living in Las Vegas, working in the gift shop of the MGM Grand. One day, in walked George Carlin. My mother gushed, I am sure, but she got over the point that my daughter "is your biggest fan." The next day, this gracious guy came into the gift shop, looking for my mother, with a signed glossy -- dedicated to me.
Years later, as George talked about his own mother, a domineering, narcissistic alcoholic of Irish descent, I could only wonder if, as he stood talking to my mother George thought, "Oh, yeah, let me help this kid."
Heartbroken: EVERY Monday night at Studio80 on the Rembrandtplein in Amsterdam! Party: Heartbroken Venue: Studio80 Coverage by: Waking up in Amsterdam!
Hankies For The Heartbroken and HayFeverish. meetmeatmikes.blogspot.com
We made these at Brown Owls last night.
We got the idea from the very excellent benignobjects.blogspot.com/
I'm heartbroken to announce that Ruth Brown has passed away after complications from surgery following a heart attack and stroke in October.
She was an energetic entertainer and never let the audience down. I was lucky enough to see her perform a few times at the Bootlegger Restaurant in Las Vegas. She will be missed!
-for those who may not know- the symbol on the young girl's cap is the symbol of Hong Kong -Having lived there for 5 wonderful years, our hearts are broken... ...may we pray for fearless little Hong Kong that cool, respectfull & considerate heads & hearts prevail...
Heartbroken: EVERY Monday night at Studio80 on the Rembrandtplein in Amsterdam! Party: Heartbroken Venue: Studio80 Coverage by: Waking up in Amsterdam!
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Defeated Confederate soldiers lament their fate and mourn their brothers after the fall of New Bern, NC into enemy (Union) hands.
Taken during the reenactment of the Battle of New Bern (March 1862.)
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sweet sugar is a good model,she got pretty face and figure,we invited her to the keelung sea
coast and we want her to pretend a pityful girl which just lost her lover ,so she expressed sad mood that made the frame full of sexy and heartbroken atmosphere.thank sweet sugar
she did her best model job
A poem for all people who feel like a flower in bloom starting to wilt with every breath you take.
I bloomed one fine summer day
but now that's changed, gone away.
Every breath has become harder to take
All my feelings become lisless, fake.
I thought I was loved, treasured, needed, wanted
I flaunted
my beauty everywhere
so people could look, glance at me, stare.
What happened to that happy me
that I was so glad to be?
I bloomed one summer day
but now that's changed, gone away.
I was popular with many friends
they were supposed to be there till our ends.
They left, their gone
they, with me, shawn.
Now I'm alone
with no one to take me home.
I bloomed one fine summer day
but now that's changed, gone away.
I feel like a wilted flower
one with nothing, not even power.
~yoyomiksta
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!
Heartbroken: EVERY Monday night at Studio80 on the Rembrandtplein in Amsterdam! Party: Heartbroken Venue: Studio80 Coverage by: Waking up in Amsterdam!
sweet sugar is a good model,she got pretty face and figure,we invited her to the keelung sea
coast and we want her to pretend a pityful girl which just lost her lover ,so she expressed sad mood that made the frame full of sexy and heartbroken atmosphere.thank sweet sugar
she did her best model job
sweet sugar is a good model,she got pretty face and figure,we invited her to the keelung sea
coast and we want her to pretend a pityful girl which just lost her lover ,so she expressed sad mood that made the frame full of sexy and heartbroken atmosphere.thank sweet sugar
she did her best model job
Hankies For The Heartbroken. meetmeatmikes.blogspot.com
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
Black Permaset Aqua Textile Printing Ink
New Handkerchief
Hacienda Restaurant
12020 San Pablo Ave
Richmond, CA 94805
Day 298/365 of the 2009 Challenge. The theme is "Broken".
Here's a shot of the sign when the neon tubes were still intact: www.flickr.com/photos/jeremybrooks/403044938/
I smile for a second, then it's gone.
When I realize I'm all alone.
Why is it so hard?
I won't cry.
Oh so hard, But I won't cry.
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!
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!
[ breve carta a un desconocido de ojos verdes con quién me crucé hace muchos pero muchos años en un hostel de la ciudad de nueva york:
i keep opening my heart for you to inhabit it and you keep trying to leave it, stabbing your way out with whatever mode of emotional outburst you find at hand...
i'm really tired of this.
if you need a reason to hate me, then go ahead and hate me. but please take your nationalist/ linguistic anger and misplaced frustrations somewhere else for they are not welcome in my home. any. more.
f. ]
Day 352 heartbroken and hurt.
I really don't want to talk about why since it will only make it worse but I will say that the only thing I see when I look at this photo is that I can hear the lyrics from
My I.Q. by Ani DiFranco
"...I don't need anyone to hold me
I can hold my own..."
Which sadly, I'm afraid I must do from now on and yet ironically, I could use some serious hugs.
Because of winter-stop-shooting I'm just looking forward for a spring and meanwhile showing you my non-published last summer works :) hope, you'll enjoy it!
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!
sweet sugar is a good model,she got pretty face and figure,we invited her to the keelung sea
coast and we want her to pretend a pityful girl which just lost her lover ,so she expressed sad mood that made the frame full of sexy and heartbroken atmosphere.thank sweet sugar
she did her best model job
Heartbroken: EVERY Monday night at Studio80 on the Rembrandtplein in Amsterdam! Party: Heartbroken Venue: Studio80 Coverage by: Waking up in Amsterdam!
4th Annual Heartbreak Karaoke Valentine Party: fundraiser for Worn Fashion Journal. February 14th, 2011 in Toronto. Photography by Andrew Agnew-Iler.
To Joey,
Thank you for the year you gave our family. You brought us much laughter, love, and sloppy kisses. You were a pillow, a friend and an alarm clock for the kids.
Thank you, we will miss you greatly.
Love,
Your Family
xoxox
It has been an emotional weekend. Our 1-year old black lab, Joey, who has been featured in my photos quite a bit got sick on Thursday. He stared throwing up that morning and I took him to the vet several times over the next few days but truly never expected that we would lose him. I had to be up in Seattle on Monday and didn’t find out until late in the day that he was not going to recover. I drove home that night in a state of shock but now that I am home I keep getting reminded of just how empty the house and our life will be with out him.
I had a love hate relationship with that darn dog. More love really, but I didn’t want to get another dog when we lost our lab Ogee last year. I didn’t want the responsibility but I was overruled and the husband and kids brought him home. Before I knew it Joey got into my heart and now it is breaking. He treated the kids like littermates and I loved to watch him play with them. He will be missed more than I can really put words to.
sweet sugar is a good model,she got pretty face and figure,we invited her to the keelung sea
coast and we want her to pretend a pityful girl which just lost her lover ,so she expressed sad mood that made the frame full of sexy and heartbroken atmosphere.thank sweet sugar
she did her best model job
I was heartbroken to hear about the passing of David Bowie. His music was transcendent and always a part of my life. I am going to miss him sorely.
I did have the luck to see him 3 times and the last time was the best. My wife and I caught his show before we were married in Montreal playing in a small venue. He was touring doing mostly obscure songs. I will always remember that concert as being the best of all of the shows I saw.
We have been devastated and heartbroken. Billy's best friend of 22 years, his dearest and closest friend in the world Jesse, died yesterday. He was 31. He went to sleep Friday night and never woke up. Jesse was as dangerously handsome as a man can be, he had charm that could win over anyone and get him out of almost any trouble he found himself in. He was a dedicated runner and still ran off into the woods on a regular basis to catch snakes and frogs and any other reptile he came across. He was Lance Armstrong and Peter Pan and Brad Pitt all in one guy.
I have never been shaken by anything in my life to this point like this has shaken me. The visceral reaction I had is still aching in my ribcage. I feel like I have had the wind knocked out of my body. I have never felt a helplessness like I feel seeing Billy, this big broad shouldered bull strong man, so weakened by emotion that he didn't have the strength to even lift his head. Seeing someone I love in so much pain will in the end have changed me as a person.
I have begun to see all emotion in my heart in my minds eye in the form of a photograph. The photograph I see now, but cannot post, is of Jesse in his Umbro's, with sun on his shoulders and that disarming smile on his face, waving goodbye as he's turning to start his run down the road...they way I have seen him leave so many times before.