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How many of you remember when you could go into any drug store and get one these?
This was taken at Johnny Angel's, a 50's themed diner in Jacksonville. I was pleased to find out they still give you the remainder of the shake in the metal cup. And get a load of the size of that straw! You can't see it here (and neither did I until I finished the shake) but the bottom of the straw is cut at a slant. Makes it easy to get every last drop.
Yes, there is a juke box in the diner and yes, the song Johnny Angel is on the juke box.
No credits for this one.
I...am going through a personal crisis? Not an identity crisis but that's the first thing I could think of. I lie awake and I question everything about myself until I end up questioning if I even exist. Not if I deserve to. But if I do.
I feel emotions like joy, love, caring. I know I am loved, I know I am cared about and I know people want me around. But why? I'll stop in the middle of everything and realise I don't deserve the beautiful and amazing soul's I have come to know. Who bring out a side of me that I never knew could existed. I care about them and want the best for them, I will fight anyone willing to destroy that. Growing up I slowly believed I wasn't deserving of this. I had it slowly drilled into me that I was the cause of everyone's suffering around me and I just needed to avoid everyone so no one was ever hurt.
I was taught I am someone who pain comes from. Not love. I was taught that I was a monster from such a young age.
Alot of the time I still believe it, I don't want to but I do. I don't want to hurt people and I'm so scared about hurting them that the idea is always there. What if I fuck this up. What if I ruin everything. What if I end up all alone.
I cling to everything that hurts. Thinking I'm protecting everyone else around me but instead I just hurt myself more and more and more. They weren't in danger from me but I still do it. They still stay by my side and show me love and caring and they talk me through whatever I need talking through.
I don't feel like I deserve them but I know I do at the same time and it's like two different people are screaming inside of me while a third just yells that the whole thing inconveniences them. They have better things to do than deal with you.
I feel like I'm just there. But I have this whole life where people want to be around me, spend time with me, talk to me. And not just because they're forced to.
I'm probably repeating myself alot but it's 9am and I haven't been sleeping. I'm too scared to, it keeps me up and I'll be stuck in silence hearing everything on repeat. I cling tighter and tighter trying to hold in everything that hurts until it starts to kill me from the inside and I can't take it anymore. I just wish all of me could accept people's love.
Sorry if this was too much of a rant. But this needed to be written, I poured my soul tonight into this photo and I didn't want to just leave it to be another photo.
If you did read it, thank you. I hope you have a beautiful day and if you go through the same as me I hope you too can accept with all your heart that you ARE loved. We all have our own battles and we might not have physical scars but the mental ones last so much longer.
- P.Middleton
You guys asked me so much for it and I finally managed to make it look right on Genus head, I think i forgot how to make skins for Genus lol
Hope u like it, hope y have a blessed weekend <3
You can find her on Itgirls Store, and also on Velour Store
A way of the past as Canada Post makes more pick up stations all over the country. I found this while looking for something else. You know I love ladybugs!
man child, grown.
"There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in. " ~Leonard Cohen
21 November 2018, in Explore
Panoramic view over Tarn Hows, taken mid-October. Best viewed large.
The shot in the comment below is the same view taken in February 2016. You can see how many trees have been lost on the other side of the lake, since then. Some were lost in storm Arwen, in November 2021 and others due to the disease affecting Larch trees, felled to prevent the spread. Work to clear up the woodland is still ongoing.
Hope there will be mods for riding that monster..
INI Tweaks
ReShade /w K-Putt'e Config 1.4 sfx presets. I give up, should learn more knowledge for tweaking presets.
8 Shots
Downsample
Mods :
DCE, Geralt Human Dopler, Hair - Increase LOD, PhotoMode 2inOne, Spawn Companion, The Appearance Menu, Ultra Grass 3000, Ultra Lighting
This is how we get it back,
a little inspiration,
after hours of shoveling
and snowblowing.
This is how we do it.
That ride in the woods.
So what if there is a foot of snow on the ground.
This is how we do it.
I never noticed before today but during snowstorms, there is a certain species of birds that likes to sing, or twitter, or do whatever. I liked it.
If anyone asks why I was crouching down by my back wheel,
I had a good reason :))
This is how we do it.
... asked this cute jumping spider when I asked it to jump :D
Unfortunately we're still working on sit and stay!
This jumping spider was constantly on the move on the bench cover in my garden the other day.
This is a single shot in natural light, with tiny dof, taken with my MP-E 65mm lens, at about 2x magnification.
font: Russel Write
How doth the little busy bee
Improve each shining hour,
And gather honey all the day
From every shining flower!
See more in my Bees set Bees
See more in My Dahlia set
*Explore/Interestingness*
"How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days." ~John Burroughs
How do you capture a SNOWFLAKE...
One that is big enough for you to see it’s magical detail?
You can memorize it as you admire the flakes floating down within nature’s snow globe,
You can try to catch it on your mitten,
You can catch it in your bare hand...before it melts,
Or you can capture it on your doggie who is out for a play,
You can catch it on your tongue before it falls to the ground,
Or make a snowball and take a bite of it's wonder,
You can build a snowman and watch the snowflakes twinkle in the moonlight,
You can capture it on your shovel, until you have about a thousand collected in a pile,
Or you can catch it on your camera lens to save forever,
You can make a snow fort and capture them in nice blocks of snow,
Or lie down next to your doggie and children and share the adventure of making snow angels,
When all the snowmen have melted and the buds are on the trees,
And my garden will begin to bloom,
You will probably hear me say,
“Oh, I miss the snow."
But I have a secret place to reflect on flickr
So when I am missing winter. I can visit my snowflakes...
Or on everybody's photostream collected in nice groups,
And on my flickr set named SNOW!
So when other seasons are being celebrated or if your weather doesn't permit,
Simply visit my photos and you will see New England's dream and the answer to...
How to capture a SNOWFLAKE.
Ah, then… how can we even begin to conceive of what heaven is?
We simply can’t. We can only touch that membrane from here by losing our-selves in the sky and in contemplation and in thought-shapes. This isn’t about going up or anywhere, it’s about clearing the cluttered mind and ego. And this cannot be done in the city. Artificial light pollutes our skies. So-called illumined living has taken from us true colours and real darkness. The illumination of the city has extinguished the only Illumination. We need to get out—in the fields, by Lake Huron, to the baths of Caracalla, by a cold brook in a forest—alone. And then we need to lie down and look up. In saying that, I in no way suggest that heaven is “up.” It’s just that I think there’s no better way to take our minds out of overdrive, nor to find images of vastness, than to take our-selves to a place of sacred solitude and nothingness. And, if we can’t get out, we need to spend time breathing in, inspiring, a book that engenders the same. Gardens, forests, Tibetan landscape, water, astronomy, poetry, art—all can induce what I’m driving at here. This is the ongoing nourishment the senses and the soul need. We can time travel when we feed our essence this way.
In other words, there’s no better way to seek a glimpse through the membrane into the beyond than to entertain Wonder. And Wonder is shy. It desires the company of one soul or two utterly connected souls.
from Afterlude The Interlude: a Dialogue about Death and Beyond by Ellyn Peirson and Andrew Ruhl
Butchart Gardens, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada
my textures
36 cans of kills minus the one I had to trade to get a friend to bring me the bags to carry it home with when nothing was open. Thanks bro.
Inspired by how sometimes life's story just seems to fall out of thin air and doesn't always make much sense.
This image is for sale as a print from the following:
Well, think I'm gonna take another mental journey. When ever I get a little stir crazy and dream of far off places, for some reason, I mentally head to Paris. Its a great place to home base a European trip. City of lights.....a magical place. This week, I think I'm gonna post a few images that are from a 2007 trip that I reprocessed a little bit.
Enjoy!
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Nos toca decidir entre lo correcto y lo facil, casi simpre lo facil es lo incorrecto, pero aveces lo complejo aun mantiene la forma de lo incorrecto. La gente suele pensar que lo incorrecto es facil, pero el saber qe es incorrecto y desearlo con mayor ansia es doblemente correcto ... y aun asi incorrecto.
The best Tacos El Pastor I've ever had. Nicely seasoned and seared meat with a good smokiness from the charcoal. And, to answer Preppiecurler, the pico de gallo was very well done. The beans were nice and smoky, although I probably don't want to know how much fat was in them...
Several people told me that this was the best Mexican place in Yuma. I believe them.