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Lemmy, I miss you so much...
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
Storm in the morning light
I feel
No more can I say
Frozen to myself
I got nobody on my side
And surely that ain't right
And surely that ain't right
Ohh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
Ohh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
Today is a very thoughtful and also sad day although it's the beginning of the Holiday season I usually love...
A month and one day away from being without you for one year... and it still hurts like hell. I am still not thinking about getting another doggie, I wouldn't do him/her justice, I still just miss my Lemmy too much! I feel so heartbroken... he was so very special and the most beautiful dog on earth to me! ❤
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Of a wonderful, caring physician, Dr. Blaise Widmer. His heart was big as the world, he was a true care provider for his patients, a true friend to so many. I am honored to have worked with him, and I am going to miss him greatly; he taught me so much.
February 4, 1943-February 3, 2009
Thanks friends, I'm just heartbroken to be honest and trying to adjust to the idea that he is not going to walk through the doors tomorrow morning, or next week. This doesn't even begin to pay respect and tribute to the person he was.
Ray is furious because Pixie got to the Tree House before he did.
I want to share a really happy story. An ex colleague/friend of mine has three cats (all rescued). 16 weeks ago Ollie disappeared. Of course, my friend was heartbroken but was convinced he was out there somewhere. She thought he might have climbed into the back of a van or lorry. Yesterday she got a call from a vet 102 miles away to say that they had Ollie. If only he could talk, he could let her know what he has been doing for 16 weeks. It was my friend's birthday on Friday - what an amazing present for her.
Stockholm....
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths that you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
Appreciate each moment as if it's your last. It just may be."
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Took me over to your house to meet your family
Introduce me to them, saying that you'd marry me
Then you'd look me in the eye and say, "It's just a joke"
Then you'd kiss me and I'd smile, did you even know?
When you'd say that kinda thing, I'd be excited
Got me hoping maybe one day you would mean it
Always thought I'd only make a fool of someone else
Now you've only gone and made me make one of myself
I guess that flowers aren't just used for big apologies
I guess I should've been more conscious how you spoke to me
'Cause when we'd fight, you'd give me space and not communicate
And for a while I thought that's what I should appreciate
Maybe I was holding onto what I thought you were
But when you think too hard, eventually it starts to hurt
The version of you in my head, now I know wasn't true
Young people fall for the wrong people, guess my one was you
I was getting any flight so we could make it work
You'd ignore me, coulda told me you were seeing her
Kinda hate myself for justifying your mistakes
Took a minute but I learned that shit the hard way
Who are you to tell me I can't be heartbroken?
Babe, you had the chance, the door for you was open
If it's what you need to tell yourself to sleep at night
Pretend I haven't found a man who finally treats me right
I guess that flowers aren't just used for big apologies
I guess I should've been more conscious how you spoke to me
'Cause when we'd fight, you'd give me space and not communicate
And for a while I thought that's what I should appreciate
Maybe I was holding onto what I thought you were
But when you think too hard, eventually it starts to hurt
The version of you in my head, now I know wasn't true
Young people fall for the wrong people, guess my one was you
If there's anything I've learned, it's you should watch yourself
If it's hurting you, then leave and go and get some help
I just got some bad news today. My dear Maggie, the Bernese Mountain dog has cancer.
I am devastated and heartbroken. But I've had 5 wonderful years with this sweetheart. She made me smile every day.
I just wanted everyone to know that I might not be on here much for awhile.
your friendship and kindness means the world to me.
love you guys
RIP my sweet Maggie...I'll see you soon.
11-20-2017 to 03-09-2023
The ruined windmill on the hills was constructed in the 1820s. The mill is built on the highest part of Cleadon Hills on a slight artificial mound. The building incorporates a stone reefing stage, a feature that was unique to windmills in the area.
The mill was severely damaged in a storm at some time during the 1870s.
A local legend relates the story of Elizabeth Gibbon, a heartbroken woman who threw herself from the top of the mill tower and whose ghost apparently haunts the ruin of the mill to this day.
Just last night I received the sad news that our good friend Dani Plassitz (owner and designer of Styles by DANIELLE) passed away this December 13th. Dani wasn't just one of my sponsors, she was my good dear friend and I am heartbroken with her loss. My prayers are with her husband and her family.
-Laura
Dani Plassitz @ Aux Folies Lounge 12-8-2016
This was almost a year ago in February, about a month before Covid stopped all fun day trips (and everything else). Little could we see what the next year had in store, and certainly not what is going on today. I am heartbroken, mad, sad, embarrassed, infuriated and confused. (a not so happy) HWW
These pictures are reposts, we have had a very sad Autumn, both of our beautiful dogs have crossed over Rainbow Bridge. We are heartbroken despite excellent vet care there was no more that could be done. They were 13 and 14 and died within 2 weeks of each other. Life is very empty at present!
I thought you were mine and that was the biggest mistake of thought but I was so wrong, the actual mistake was listening to the thought of heart which was mindless!
My heart is sooooooo broken over the devastation to the Florida panhandle by Hurricane Michael. Almost complete destruction of Mexico Beach, FL. Watching video with a broken heart. Please pray with me for all those people. I'm thankful it didn't hit here, but so heartbroken for the Panhandle. May God bless us and keep us safe and strong.
I feel silly and awful for posting this stupid photo when so many are suffering right up the road.
Please see description of this event in the first comment photo description which I referenced.
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I am dumbstruck and heartbroken. I just saw on fb that Elke Peterson www.flickr.com/photos/lou-elke/ passed on the third and I've been staring at her smiling face ever since. the pic was taken in one of the frozen bars and she looked so happy. She was a globe trotter and lived a life to be celebrated but I can't help but be selfishly sad that her spirit, encouragement, and passion has been taken away. I hope you all are well, I'm going to have my own personal group hug with all of you now. :(
After returning home one wet and windy day, I found Cleopatra sitting perfectly posed, under my Monet umbrella that I had left out to dry.
Gorgeous girl, almost 5 years since you left us. Heartbroken still.
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Sometimes life throws you some wrench's, especially when you think you could never be happier then one of those wrench's is thrown into the middle and it all comes to a screeching halt. Did I make mistakes? Yes, of course, I am only human, but when the actions and words of others do not match, do not line up, sometimes that is all the clarity one needs to make hard decisions in their life. Am I heartbroken? 100% but sometimes we all must endure a little heartache to truly see who deserves to be in your life and who does not! Can only go up from here!
On January 25th 2021 We lost our beloved VP Randy, He was the rock in our MC, funny, silly, an amazing musician and would do anything for us! Words cant even describe how heartbroken i am.
Rest easy my beautiful friend, Rest easy.
SOCK MUNKAHHHHHHHYYY!!
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When I got the news today
I didn't know what to say
So I just hung up the phone
I took a walk to clear my head
This is where the walking lead
Can't believe you're really gone
Don't feel like going home
So I'm gonna sit right here
On the edge of this pier
Then watch the sunset disappear
And drink a beer
Funny how the good ones go
Too soon, but the good Lord knows
The reasons why, I guess
Sometimes the greater plan is kinda hard to understand
Right now it don't make sense
I can't make it all make sense
So I'm gonna sit right here
On the edge of this pier
Then watch the sunset disappear
And drink a beer
So long my friend, until we meet again
I'll remember you
And all the times that we used to
Sit right here on the edge of this pier
And watch the sunset disappear
And drink a beer
Drink a beer
Drink a beer, yeah
I was a horse crazy child whose life revolved around horses. I was also a daydreamer introvert tomboy who outside of school spent every waking moment with horses and dogs, or lost in books. My grandfather enthusiastically encouraged my love of reading by taking me to book stores every week and buying me as many horse stories as my little horse loving heart desired. I was enthralled with the classic Jill series by Ruby Ferguson, and remember being heartbroken after finishing up the nine books. Those books even more importantly evoke cherished memories of my beloved Papa, who I adored.
In this shot I was trying to capture a vintage horsey storybook vibe, and channel Jill from those childhood favorite books, hence the groovy lil off kilter light mood! Happy memories. 🐴💕
I hope everyone has had a wonderful week … it is just zipping by! Almost wine time, a much loved grown up girl pursuit! Sending love … ❤️🍷💕
Every time I turn on the news, my heart hardens a little and I feel myself becoming less sure that we will ever have peace. I want to believe that people are good but lately there are so many examples of bad behavior that it is overwhelming me a bit.
For example, one of our local farms that allows visitors had to remind people not to harass the animals. Apparently guests have been chasing the ducks around and someone broke a ducks neck then took a huge rock and dropped it on the clutch of eggs she was protecting. Why would anyone do something so heartless? I cannot understand this cruelty and sit here stunned and heartbroken.
The political news is no better. I feel like I want to withdraw a bit but know without hope and action the bad will win and I cannot let that happen. I am sending more messages of love out into the world, maybe it will catch on and spread.
I have no words for what's happening to the people of Ukraine right now...I am just heartbroken for their pain and suffering...
Hello loves,
So I decided to lose some hours of sleep yesterday and end up finishing this drawing today so I could say a proper goodbye to our dear Sulli. She will always remain in our memories and thoughts , her songs will forever live.. Idols are humans too..They have feelings too, they are not money machines to be used and left aside when not needed anymore.
If anyone wants the drawing without watermarking DM me :) <3 Hope everyone who feels heartbroken finds some peace in this little drawing I did.
RIP Sulli
shape - LUST LIMITED - River 2.5
mesh head - Lelutka - River 2.5
skin - Nar Mattaru - Catherine // Ghost
eyebrows - SU - Agnes
hair and hairbase - Besom - Pesha
eyeshadow - Top1Salon - Chrome
lipstick - Top1Salon - HD Tonight
face tattoo - Little Devil - Heartbroken
outfit - Violent Seduction - Elpis
tattoo - Nar Mattaru - Dark Arts
ear rings - Rich B - Milo *new
nails - Conviction - The Claws
pose - Sapa - #99 *new
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***** I am heartbroken, I accidently hit DELETE on my last image, while being EXPLORED in the 10th spot, with 34,523 views. Sad
BC Coastal Mountains framed between the trees.
Canada
Thanks for viewing,
Christie by the River
*Best experienced full frame
As I sit here today remembering what would've been my buddy's (Dave Boyer) 56th birthday we take a look back to the nineties when we traveled all across the United States in search of steam & class 1 railroads.
This image is pure Santa Fe but was taken in the early BNSF era, Dave was heartbroken when the Santa Fe became another fallen flag.
As Dave would say this was Balls To The Wall Railroading!!!
One day Narcissus was walking in the woods when Echo the mountain nymph, saw him, fell deeply in love, and followed him. Narcissus sensed he was being followed and shouted, "Who's there?" Echo repeated, "Who's there?" She eventually revealed her identity and attempted to embrace him. He stepped away and told her to leave him alone. She was heartbroken and spent the rest of her life in lonely glens until nothing but an echo sound remained of her. Nemesis the goddess of revenge, decided to punish Narcissus. During the summer, he was thirsty after hunting, and the goddess lured him to a pool where he leaned upon the water and saw himself in the bloom of youth. Narcissus didn’t realize it was merely his own reflection and fell deeply in love with it, as if it was somebody else. Unable to leave the allure of his image, he eventually realized that his love could not be reciprocated and he lost his will to live, and perished.
2/12 Be My Valentine
HSS
October 11, 2020. Chelsea lost her battle with cancer last night. I rescued her at 4 yrs old and am very grateful to have had 8 wonderful years with her. She has been my constant companion and sidekick on our many journeys from CA to CO to home here in MA. I am beyond devastated and heartbroken. She was such a loving caring dog . She will be dearly missed. :(((((((
Dear Miss Ali Cat
A thin veil separates your world from mine.
We had been friends on Flickr for several years before we met in person. When I thought of what you might be like, for some reason I thought of spices and of an exotic beauty. And I was right.
When I found out you were a vegetarian and shared my lefty views and love of animals, I knew I had found a kindred spirit and a friendship to treasure.
When I showed you this image of you and biscuit recently, you said it looked like a renaissance painting. That is what your photography was like. You painted the world so beautifully with your camera, a world of delicate colour and movement, adding spice to the sometimes mundane.
I had never heard of ICM photography till I met you. I try it every time I go out shooting but mostly fail. You were the master. Your multiple exposures are some of the most inspirational images I have seen and amongst my all time favourites.
I am sorry we never got to do the trip to the Island like we planned, and I am heartbroken I never got to say that last good-bye.
Heartbroken for your beautiful husband, sister and nephew and loyal dog Biscuit that have to go on without you.
Life throws us things we don’t understand.
I don’t understand.
You always signed off with a MWWAHHH.
So I am sending you a thank you, miss you, a goodbye and a MWWAHHH
that I hope crosses that thin veil into your world.
Love Miss B.xxx
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Song: Mark Schultz - Remember Me
There are times when someone leaves this world to follow the stars and the clouds. We cry because we are hurting and what to have more time with them. We blame ourselves because the what ifs run threw our heads. but we also blame God because he let this happen. But why? dose he Hate us? Did we do something wrong to have this hurt cast down on us. or maybe my child was just to sick that she need to go Home to the Heavens.
I lost my Daughter Dec 3-4 2004
I love you my little girl. My sweet girl. my angel. go dance on the clouds, sing at the top of your lungs. I love you my darling girl.
Love Mummy
Out there in the distant and lush NW corner of Mount Rainier National Park Ranger Falls dances to the tune of angels cascading off of boulders and downed trees with a roar and a wet wind to an audience of none. One of the four remaining fire lookouts, perched upon Tolmie Peak, with one of the most magnificent views of the volcano sits abandoned, and access to the popular lake and campground which is a major resupply for the Wonderland Trail, Mowich, is cut off leaving me utterly heartbroken.
On April 14th the once beautiful 494 foot arched bridge that soars 250 feet above the Carbon River and the only public access point to 1/4 of MRNP was closed indefinitely and now....permanently as the 103 year old O'Farrell/Fairfax Bridge that is listed on the National Registry of Historic Places has become just that, historic.
I've been ranting for years about the way we've been hemorrhaging money on new schools and new fire stations as far as the eye can see while I drive like a drunken sailor, no offense Phil, to avoid the potholes and say silent prayers every time I cross a bridge. As Tobey Keith once said, the fits gonna hit the shan around here and it's about time.
Every night I look at the moon...
I miss my home, my pets, my parents, my belongings, my life.
He took it ALL.
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Took me over to your house to meet your family
Introduced me to them, saying that you'd marry me
Then you'd look me in the eye and say, "It's just a joke"
Then you'd kiss me and I'd smile, did you even know?
When you'd say that kinda thing, I'd be excited
Got me hoping maybe one day you would mean it
Always thought I'd only make a fool of someone else
Now you've only gone and made me make one of myself
I guess that flowers aren't just used for big apologies
I guess I should've been more conscious how you spoke to me
'Cause when we'd fight, you'd give me space and not communicate
And for a while I thought that's what I should appreciate
Maybe I was holding onto what I thought you were
But when you think too hard, eventually it starts to hurt
The version of you in my head, now I know wasn't true
Young people fall for the wrong people, guess my one was you
I was getting any flight so we could make it work
You'd ignore me, coulda told me you were seeing her
Kinda hate myself for justifying your mistakes
Took a minute but I learned that shit the hard way
Who are you to tell me I can't be heartbroken?
Babe, you had the chance, the door for you was open
If it's what you need to tell yourself to sleep at night
Pretend I haven't found a man who finally treats me right
I guess that flowers aren't just used for big apologies
I guess I should've been more conscious how you spoke to me
'Cause when we'd fight, you'd give me space and not communicate
And for a while I thought that's what I should appreciate
Maybe I was holding onto what I thought you were
But when you think too hard, eventually it starts to hurt
The version of you in my head, now I know wasn't true
Young people fall for the wrong people, guess my one was you
If there's anything I've learned, it's you should watch yourself
If it's hurting you, then leave and go and get some help
I was going to upload this last week but felt my reasons for doing so could be wrong. This week I wish I had uploaded it because the memories stirred are still relevant imho.
This is a factory a five minute walk from my present home and was a five minute walk from where I lived as a child too.
In 1966 the year I became 15 years old my dad died aged 49 years at home of bowel cancer August bank holiday weekend on the Saturday. I had left school the previous day on the Friday with no qualifications because it was simply a secondary modern school for girls. I started work at this factory the Tuesday following Bank Holiday Monday and the Friday after I had left school.
I was allowed a day off work for my dad’s funeral the following Thursday though.
I started a 40 hour shift and was paid £4 10 shillings and my mam had the £4 and I the ten shillings and had buy all my own clothes by saving up for them. About 2-3 weeks at most at this factory the manager of my floor came to reach over to show me how to hold the shirt I was putting in labels correctly. He had the nerve to reach inside my clothing and fondle my breast. I told him to f*ck off and keep his dirty hands to himself.
I got sacked on the spot.
No worries in those days and I was employed at another factory involving a short bus ride the following week….we weren’t so
‘ precious’ back then and made of pretty stern stuff possibly.
I still remember my wonderful dad who had taken me to see my cousin Barry who had a dark room and dad promised to buy me an SLR camera like Barry’s…I hope he knows I got a camera in my early twenties and although didn’t do well with film I did love and still do my hobby of photography. I adored my dad and he me - and only I was allowed to administer the poor pain killers he could get from the chemist till my mums heart broken plea to our Gp made him break confidentiality and came to help my dad out of the world within a fortnight ( he was no Harold Shipman) and was heartbroken himself at having turned down my mams pleas for him to come earlier to see my dad who was suffering untold agony and just taking over the counter stuff from Boots the chemist. He was terrified of hospitals and scared he had cancer.
Every August Bank Holiday I remember it all but he would have been so proud I made it even this far…..this is a tribute to my dad
Charles Oliver Ralph Crane….the best dad in the world !
I'm taking a bit of time out yesterday i lost my little girl my best friend Trixie and i'm heartbroken . A year ago i found out she had a tumor on her liver and nothing could be done to help her as she had a bad heart murmur which was found when she lost her eye to glaucoma . Trixie was such a brave girl ive been in awe of her . I love her so much i don't know how i'll cope without her she was my world . Take care my friends hugs and much love to you all ❤️❤️❤️
Hello my amazing Flickr friends !!
Today we have another awesome theme at Looking close on Friday : Cats in Black & White. I’m really sorry but I HAD to include Mr. Cat-Egg since he loves this group so much. He was heartbroken at first since he isn’t a cat… However, Mr. Egg had an old cat disguisement and was more than willing to put it on in order to be a part of this awesome theme. I double checked the rules and there is nothing against cat-eggs in this theme… So let’s juste hope that my picture will be accepted and that you will like it, of course !!!
Mucho, mucho amor for you !!
Thank you so much for all your lovely comments / favs/ general support / happy thoughts!! Stay safe and well!! And see you soon on Flickr !
FYI: I’m very busy at work and at home so I will not be able to answer your comments… So comment at your own risks ! However, I will read everything for sure !
12/20/2021
My oldest friend in the cyber universe (over 20 years) flew to the Angels today. I first knew her as MidnightAngel, oh so long ago.
She let me use her platform as my home and landing spot, and I've been standing there, idle, for hours, because I can't bring myself to leave it.
Heartbroken.
Thank you for everything you were to me. Farewell my friend. I will forever cling to the memories.
In these winter days, the best part of it are the Christmas days. Although we know it's very cold outside, we still have that happy mood due to Holidays to come.
...::: Passenger - Patient Love ...:::
Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket
I'm not gonna roll it, no
I'm not gonna smoke it 'til we're
Staring at the stars and the rockets
Twinkling in the silvery night
Two sips of whiskey in the flask, but
I'm not gonna drink 'em
I swear I'll make it last 'til we're
Drinking out of the same glass again
And though the sand may be washed by the sea
And the old will be lost in the new
Well four will not wait for three
For three never waited for two
And though you will not wait for me
I'll wait for you
Got a polaroid picture in my wallet
I'm not gonna tear it, no, I'm not gonna spoil it
It's an unspoken heartbreak
A heartbroken handshake
I take with me where I go
Three words on the tip of my tongue
Not to be spoken nor sung
Or whispered to anyone 'til I
Scream 'em at the top of my lungs again
And though the sand may be washed by the sea
And the old will be lost in the new
Well four will not wait for three
For three never waited for two
And though you will not wait for me
I'll wait for you
Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket
I'm not gonna roll it, no
I'm not gonna smoke it 'til we're
Staring at the stars and the rockets
Twinkling in the silvery night
Sarah and I are very sorry to let you know that Chip has passed today, he did not suffer at all.
We told him to head towards the rainbow bridge but Chip being Chip was last seen headed for the beach instead.
We are both heartbroken and his loss will follow us always, however we have tried to give the little fella the best life we possibly could, he has been loved as much as any dog has ever been loved.