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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)
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I was heartbroken ... even shocked to find out that no protective measures (or so few) were taken to preserve this heritage which suffers every year of the outrages of time.
Button we brought home from the sanctuary Marc helped out at, at the same time as Purdy about 4 months ago. We were hoping they would both be company for Sparkles after we lost Poppy ,Sparkles' sister to paralysis. We were heartbroken and thought these two needy girls Button & Purdy could live out their days with us. Buttons story is this.. The sanctuary had had her for a week before we got her, Terry had rescued her from a flat where the old lady she lived with, suffered from dementia & forgot to feed her & another cat. Unfortunately the other cat was dead when Terry rescued Button. She was a bag of bones & could not be vaccinated as she was so underweight. Long story short, we fostered here back to health, she is a beautiful affectionate girl, but as she put on more weight & got stronger, started attacking Sparkles & Purdy almost relentlessly. Sparkles was staring to develop behaviour problems, the house was all doors shut and we were all in a state of unrest & stress. Sparkles would not come down from upstairs, Purdy wouldn't move from the mat by the back door, as she could see when the ambush was coming etc. This was not play fighting. So we had to , after much heartrending , and much liasing with our lovely rehoming/lost cat officer Rosie, give her over to be rehomed by Raystede, a wonderful sanctuary in Sussex.
www.raystede.org/how-to-help/rehome-a-pet/?c=cat#sa
We were hearbroken & felt we'd failed, but that is ego. We weren't right for Button. She needs a home where she is the only cat, after the trauma she suffered (she had a peculiar way of drinking water, I guess as it was on very short supply) no kids or dogs, and plenty of attention, food & cuddles. We, while we had had got her vaccinated, wormed & chipped, and gave her all the love we could. believe me we tried EVERYTHING to make it a harmonious household, But it wasn't happening. To watch my Sparkles develop into a nervous wreck was not fun. Now , a few weeks later, Sparkles is more back to her old self, & Purdy is more relaxed & spreads out more. They give each other a wide berth but that's fine. We can only look upon the Button episode as our first foster case. But I don't know how anyone does it full time, like Smoggieskittenclub, all power to them, cos we fell very much in love with Button & hope & pray she speedily finds a gorgeous home . Update, I see Button is reserved. This is good news.
Rosies Register in Eastbourne & surrounding area helps return beloved cats to their owners & rescue neglected pusscats. She's an angel...
you know how like when you get a scar and someone just touches it you shudder and it stings a little? and then the person says don't freak out i barely even touched it. but thats not the point- you don't have to dig around in it. just a brush can bring back all the pain anew again.
when I am heartbroken, I feel completely naked and vulnerable. That's why I took these pictures. These were taken during my last breakup.
She Who Is... is heartbroken... two close friends of Murray's, and girls I knew well were killed in a car accident - others - Ben and Lena are critically injured. Just last month they were all graduates together. There is just nothing we can say to make it better... we LOVED these girls!!! The celebration of Kylie's life was July 23, and Mikelle's July 27. Many many wonderful stories, music and memories shared already. This is at a memorial at the high school.
It feels like I'm stuck in the best fairytale in the world, or like I'm having the best dream that I could ever imagine, and I'm just so scared that I'm gonna open my eyes from the dream and maybe everything will just be all gone..
As I gazed into your eyes - something inside me forever changed...
You laid there by my side and gave me a smile that tore down the
walls surounding my Heart..
I found what I'd been looking for all along..
that magic feeling I could never have before..
I felt you there.. beside me.. taking my hand in yours..
When the tears faded away and I came to my senses -
You gave me a promise I'd been dying to hear since the moment we met..
You Told me that we'll always be together...
Time and space ceased to be.. Our threads of fate became one..
All the pain, doubt and fear in the world would not keep us apart..
Not anymore..
If I'd have died right then and there in your arms,
it wouldn't matter.. It still would have been the happiest moment
of my life.. Death is only death.. and you.. are so much more..
But then something happened.. The dream ended.. I was forced to open
my eyes only to realize.. that I had lost you once again..
I had returned back to reality - along with the sad shards of my broken Heart..
The torment of nothingness inside me caused greif unlike any other..
And still.. I wouldn't trade that one moment of true
happieness.. for anything.. even if it was just a dream..
Though just a pleasent illusion - the time we shared together felt real enough to me.. And that's why I love the nightly darkness so..
For I can't wait to close my eyes.. fall asleep once more..
and find you there again.
Model:ThaaPis