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If you're a man like me, with no reason for being heartbroken, then you might find comfort in the company of those who do. Down where history is a thing with weight, I get low in the places where I would have been anyhow. Well-told, sad stories are just as likely to pick me up as happy ones. Whatever lifts the buoyant emotion, floating on the waves of grass alive, death caught in the tide below. I feel the rending rip, cold come through me in pockets and currents. Doris Edna Armstrong, she'll be remembered if you say it aloud. Less than two years living, brought back to mind for a little while. Born in November, when the promise of life is ending. Died in April, when we're still waiting for life to start.
June 10, 2020
Stoney Beach Cemetery
Granville Beach, Nova Scotia
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4th Annual Heartbreak Karaoke Valentine Party: fundraiser for Worn Fashion Journal. February 14th, 2011 in Toronto. Photography by Andrew Agnew-Iler.
Heartbroken: EVERY Monday night at Studio80 on the Rembrandtplein in Amsterdam! Party: Heartbroken Venue: Studio80 Coverage by: Waking up in Amsterdam!
All you have left to remember is the beating of your heart that once brought you together with power and passion.
this dress is being sold as part of the Haiti Relief effort initiated and administered by OMGWTF Barbecue. 100% of proceeds will be donated to the Red Cross.
On Feb 5th our sweet Roscoe turned nine yrs old and less than one week later he left this world forever. We are left heartbroken, missing our steadfast companion.
Rest in Peace.
This photo was taken in Belfast on the 12th July. The area it was taken in is a place called the village. The village in Belfast is currently going through major and controversial redevelopment with many people being forced to move out of their house so they can be leveled and new ones built.
The day i took this we were filming a documentary for my friends master in filming making at queens university. As we were filming a resident seen us and asked if we could give him a hand in moving some furniture from this house which was to be demolished to a temporary house in the next street, it was a insightful experience into how the people of the village are affected by the decision the politicians make that have clear political agendas. I feel this is a very emotive image that describes how many of the village feel.
“It is a curious sensation: the sort of pain that goes mercifully beyond our powers of feeling. When your heart is broken, your boats are burned: nothing matters any more. It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace.” – George Bernard Shaw
I'm heartbroken this evening. My husband and I sat down tonight and discussed the positives of ending our relationship and moving down a different path of life without each other in it.
This isn't something I would normally share with anyone, but I'm feeling so broken right now, so alone and scared and just hurt. It's not that I didn't see this coming. We've been having a lot of problems lately, a lot of anger between the two of us over seemingly nothing. I think we've just become so different, myself being such a 'free' spirit and turning inward for peace and him becoming more and more involved in projects for pleasure, working and missing being with his friends all of the time.
We've realized with the dog that our 'parenting' styles are completely different and that raising children together would be such a hard challenge. It's something that neither of us can see doing together, only because the challenge would be too great. At one time we agreed but the last couple of years has changed and molded us seperately and now we agree on little.
I don't know where things will go from here. But, I need a lot of prayers and support. Especially since my friends here are the only ones I'm sharing this with until I'm sure that we have made a decision.
I'm ready to follow the sun, and step into the light...the bright, white, light.
What would you do if you were the one who was spending the night? I wish that i was looking into your eyes....I want you to burst through the door, and take me away, no more mistakes; in your eyes, i'd like to stay....
I love this shirt. It's a limited edition Liberty / J.Crew shirt from a few years ago, and it's a Tall (which NEVER happens with their special collaborations) and it fits SO WELL (which also never happens). And for some inexplicable reason the dark blue band on a pair of work socks that I've had for about 10 years and washed countless times decided to run today. On my irreplaceable shirt.
If anyone has any ideas about how to get this out, I'd love to hear them!
Otherwise, I guess this baby is destined to become a quilt... :(
I've debated whether or not to share this news.
Yesterday I noticed that the kittens had some spots where their fur was thinning and kind of yellowish............ringworm. I brought them back to the rescue leauge and they were not very optimistic. (updated) They have been put down.
They weren't our kittens but when you raise them from day 2 it sure felt like they were.
I'm sorry to share this sad news with you but I thought you should know.
Boo Boo, Baby Zeus, Venus, Bella and momma Jade,
I'm so sorry kitties, I didn't know what was going on. You didn't deserve this!
I feel so dejected. I might not be back for a few days.
Our CPC is heartbroken to say goodbye to our dear friend and colleague far too soon. On our drive to his funeral today, we were moved to see so many in Gord Brown’s community honour him by putting their lawn signs up. Gord was a man who loved and worked hard for the people of his community, and his dedication to them will live on in our memories.
Le PCC a le cœur brisé de dire adieu à notre grand ami et collègue parti beaucoup trop tôt. Sur le chemin de ses funérailles aujourd’hui, nous avons été émus de voir tant de membres de la communauté de Gord Brown lui rendre hommage en installant leurs pancartes. Gord était un homme qui aimait les gens de sa communauté et qui travaillait fort pour eux. Son dévouement restera bien vivant dans nos mémoires.
The wonderful street art is by Belfast artist Dermot McConaghy, part of his ‘MissedCall Girls’, an ongoing series of heartbroken females from a call that was missed. This piece ('Her Redundant Heart') at St Andrews Lane, is for 'Roadworks' , part of the Dublin Contemporary festival, and is inspired by a story of a heartbroken girl in the streets of Dublin.
P.s. the girl on the left isn't green, the sun flare gave that effect!
My mom died Thursday in the early morning hours.......My heart is broken.
On the way to the hospital, I saw the sun coming up.....and I smiled to myself - Mama got me up and moving in time to see the pretty sunrise!
(I am NOT a morning person)