The Heartbroken record at The Bathouse in Bath, Ontario.

11/18/11

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My dear, sweet, little Charlie

Mike & I got some heartbreaking news last night. Over the last few months Charlie has really put on weight (or so it seemed) which was a good thing b/c he was always underweight due to having chronic Stomatitis. But it turns out his expanding belly wasn't from gaining weight, he most likely has FIP (Feline infectious peritonitis), an untreatable, fatal disease. FIP, specifically "Effusive FIP", causes fluid to accumulate in the cat's abdomen. Eventually it will accumulate to the point where it puts pressure on the lungs & makes breathing more & more difficult. There is no treatment, other than to keep the cat comfortable, and no cure for it. :( Once the disease has progressed to the point of fluid accumulating in the abdomen, the cat usually only has a month or two at the most left. I am heartbroken over the thought of losing this little guy.

fuck fuck fuck

When I heard Steve Jobs died I was heartbroken. I ran over to editorial and asked them to print me a composite plate of today's front page.

Yeah, I loved Steve Jobs because I'm a Mac guy but it goes further than that; he's a big part behind why I work in the computer field.

Since last evening I wrote a blog entry

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And made a memorial video

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pyw_oBzDcso&feature=player_em...

Now, I'm going to charge my iPod Touch, let my MacBook Pro sit alone and go for a badly needed sleep.

My boy Marley went missing on 4/11/17 and I am heartbroken!!!

I've had him for a little over 8 years and he has never wondered off. He has always stayed within eyeshot of my house!!! I've looked everywhere surrounding my house with no signs of him. With the drug problem that's running so rapid in Southern Ohio I'm afraid that someone may have picked him up to sale for drug money or there is a big Trade Days Flea Market taking place this weekend in the Scioto County just south of me. If any of my flickr friends in my surrounding area happens to see or hears anything please contact to me asap by commenting or emailing me. Thank You!!!

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My boy Marley went missing on 4/11/17 and I am heartbroken!!!

I've had him for a little over 8 years and he has never wondered off. He has always stayed within eyeshot of my house!!! I've looked everywhere surrounding my house with no signs of him. With the drug problem that's running so rapid in Southern Ohio I'm afraid that someone may have picked him up to sale for drug money or there is a big Trade Days Flea Market taking place this weekend in the Scioto County just south of me. If any of my flickr friends in my surrounding area happens to see or hears anything please contact to me asap by commenting or emailing me. Thank You!!!

MIDWAY upon the journey of our life

I found myself within a forest dark,

For the straightforward pathway had been lost.

Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say

What was this forest savage, rough, and stern,

Which in the very thought renews the fear.

So bitter is it, death is little more;

But of the good to treat, which there I found,

Speak will I of the other things I saw there.

I cannot well repeat how there I entered,

So full was I of slumber at the moment

In which I had abandoned the true way.

But after I had reached a mountain's foot,

At that point where the valley terminated,

Which had with consternation pierced my heart,

Upward I looked, and I beheld its shoulders.

Canto I: Lines 1-16 of 136 (The Divine Comedy)

Dante Aighieri

EVERY Monday night at Studio80 on the Rembrandtplein in Amsterdam!

Party: Heartbroken

Venue: Studio80

Coverage by: Waking up in Amsterdam!

The Heartbroken record at The Bathouse in Bath, Ontario.

The good, the bad and the heartbroken.

Johnny Weir performing _Heartbroken_

Heartbroken: EVERY Monday night at Studio80 on the Rembrandtplein in Amsterdam! Party: Heartbroken Venue: Studio80 Coverage by: Waking up in Amsterdam!

This makes me heartbroken

I saw these playmates watching a band rehearsal in Pata Elementary School, Claveria, Cagayan Valley, Philippines. I immediately took out my cam and stole them this shot. It reminds me of that heartbreaking moment of teens falling inlove to their bestfriend's boyfriend/girlfriend, like how I myself experienced two decades ago hehe ^^

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- Wow, everything ok here little darling???

Kite: No, my heart's broken...

-What??? What happened?

Kite: ... It's just so *sob* sad, I mean.. They keep missing each other, and now and now...

*******

// French//

- Oh, tout va bien choupinette???

Kite: Non, j'ai le coeur brisé...

- Hein? Mais qu'est-ce qu'il s'est passé??

Kite: .. C'est juste tellement.. *sanglotte* triste... Ils se ratent encore et encore, et puis là...

re-crop of I put you on my fix it list, next to my broken armchair. I never use it anymore, but it sure beats facing you.

Heartbroken: EVERY Monday night at Studio80 on the Rembrandtplein in Amsterdam! Party: Heartbroken Venue: Studio80 Coverage by: Waking up in Amsterdam!

fragile

Every time I've told a tragic tale that still lingers in living memory, someone is deeply upset. Even worse, heartbroken in a way that seems to wake up the past again. You'd almost expect so, as pain cries for an outlet wherever it can find. There's a reason why history is a refuge. What we don't know protects us, what happened long enough ago that no one remains to recall first-hand. Who we never knew remains a mystery, and the unknown sometimes stings less than knowing. Or it may well hurt us all the more. The other day, I mentioned a murder in my journal, a loved one lost nearly four decades ago in 1987 — the same year I was born. Some close to him did not wish to see him remembered on this occasion, yet others who knew him did. Which voice should I silence, and which should speak? In the end, I redacted his name. Perhaps I'll say it again some day. When you write about dark things, everyone eventually gets hurt. Even though I exist in relative isolation, with next to no friends and few conversations, I still value connection. There are times my life seems to be a vacant foundation, but I fill it as a home for the aches of love lost.

December 20, 2025

Delaps Cove, Nova Scotia

Year 19, Day 6614 of my daily journal.

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Heartbroken

Anguished

Hurt

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album- bit.ly/2Pf4XXe Long lost loved grey w/white cat in #bowness 403-585-9345 Pls rt watch share help to find Aries! YYC Pet Recovery shared Jilayne Davidson's post. We are heartbroken that our 13 year old cat has gone missing. He has been with us since birth and he is our family. Aries went missing September 12, 2018 from Bowness, near the High School. Aries has a tattoo in his right ear and is missing the tips of his ears. Please, please call, text, message if sighted or found 403-585-9345 2018-10-21T01:37:14.000Z by YYC Pet Recovery original fb post-click here bit.ly/2EASpFR October 21, 2018 at 01:11AM bit.ly/2BxTYim iftt Upload public photo from URL

My Heart Bleeds For You...

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I'm heartbroken to reveal the location of the The Yard. However, they haven given me sooooo much material over the last 6 months – and I have such high hopes for them, out of respect – that I'm pleased to say The Bunker Thrift Store is now open for business at 261 NE 73rd St, East Bohemia (also known as the Little Haiti Miami area). Good luck, guys!!! The Bandit and I wish you great success. :D

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Heartbroken

beautiful pieces of the past

shattered

torn

broken on the floor

try to move on

but the heavy chains hold strong

chains that were once your warm embrace

they imprison me now

to soak in my misery and loneliness

in the dark dungeon of the lost

cold

damp

lonely

it swallows me whole

swirling in my memories

of you and me...

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The Heartbroken record at The Bathouse in Bath, Ontario.

I have just discovered one of my photo's was posted on that dreadful site called WeHeartIt, and while I was flattered at first someone found my photo good enough to share, I quickly became heartbroken when I realized all the tags added to the photo were about Anorexia and promoting it. I then found the photo on Tumblr with over 100 notes, and comments from people saying how they want to be 0's or they'll die trying.

You cannot even fathom how much just knowing people struggle with eating disorders and such low self esteem alone breaks my heart, but then to see people are using pictures of myself as "thinsperation" as they say. That was my biggest fear with taking self portraits, and now it came true. I honestly have no desire of taking self portraits any longer, which is really sad because that means my 365 may very well die when I just got the get up and go to give it my all and I was so excited that I am close to only 100 days out. My stomach hurts from everything, it's so sad.

I do not want to promote eating disorders. I do not have one, nor have I ever had one. It's not even fun to be this small, if I had a choice I would have 15 more pounds on me but I don't have a choice because my metabolism is so fast it's impossible for me to gain weight.

You guys, eating disorders are not worth it, it's not worth it to be this small. You think it is, but it's not. I know from my friends who have them that you will never be satisfied with your size even when you reach your goal weights and you'll continue to harm yourself until you physically and mentally cannot do so any longer because you're going to be 6 feet under.

So who knows if my 365 will continue or not.

I need to go to bed because I have an awful awful migraine and I have to open tomorrow at work all by myself and I need to get rid of all this stress that's bogging me down before then so I can concentrate and not mess things up royally.

To everyone who follows my pictures, thank you. You mean a lot to me. I just don't want people to look at me and think "I'm not stopping till I'm that big", I don't want to promote self torture.

How many times have you ever felt heartbroken over some overpriced face bronzers, lipsticks or make up brush sets? Expensive beauty cosmetics are such lovely heart breakers. And in my quest to find the cheap yet best face highlighter, I found TheBalm Mary-Lou Manizer.

TheBalm Mary-Lou Manizer ...

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Regina Folk Festival 2012, Photo by Chris Graham

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Alex Papadopoulos "Heartbroken" shoot with John Hildebrand and Keegan Gibbs.

Styled by Rock & Revolution.

The Heartbroken record at The Bathouse in Bath, Ontario.