Tuesday, 31 January 2017
[Image] Make peace with the fact that you have to do it yourself.
Submitted February 01, 2017 at 10:30AM by crisolice http://ift.tt/2jTtEG9
เคเคช เคธเคญीเคो เคตเคธंเคค เคชंเคเคฎी เคी เคนाเคฐ्เคฆिเค เคถुเคญเคाเคฎเคจाเคँ। Goddess Saraswati https://t.co/nN04Da6y7M
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[IMAGE] Sometimes the our only option is to keep pushing forward
Submitted February 01, 2017 at 07:14AM by hkevel http://ift.tt/2jt5shm
[Image] Wander often ... Wonder Always
Submitted February 01, 2017 at 07:10AM by MrsBuck2u http://ift.tt/2kOu4hD
[Image] STOP BITCHING, START A REVOLUTION
Submitted February 01, 2017 at 06:41AM by BasselDamra http://ift.tt/2kSxWNW
Peecha nahi chhordega..๐๐ https://t.co/1pSKo6hr7H
[Story] Overcoming the pain
January 30th, 2016: My father passed away.
This came out of nowhere, and hit me and my siblings hard. He was a good man and deserved more time in this world.
January 31, 2017, a year and a day to the date: I'm participating in a 10 minute race (complete as many laps as possible in those ten minutes). This race is "graded" and anything under 9 laps is considered a failure, continuing to 25 laps and over which is the best "grade" one can obtain.
I'll note I'm not physically fit... at all. A simple run up the stairs can have me catching my breath.
Lap 5 and I'm already winded, there's a cramp in my side and I'm ready to give up. My thoughts drift to my father. I become sad for a moment, before realizing how he'd be disappointed with such a meager performance. So I ignore my sadness. I ignore the cramp in my side.
And I keep running.
I managed to hit 20 laps in those ten minutes. I was sweating, my side hurt, my face was red, I could hardly catch my breath and swallowing hurt. But goddamn if I wasn't so proud of myself.
And I'll be damned if my dad wouldn't have been proud too.
Submitted February 01, 2017 at 03:14AM by GooseRider960 http://ift.tt/2kNPb3B
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Submitted February 01, 2017 at 04:16AM by inderaghav http://ift.tt/2jA2frI
[Image] The worlds greatest lie
Submitted February 01, 2017 at 02:31AM by GreatDefensiveCunt http://ift.tt/2jS5Ch4
[Image] Quit talking and start doing.
Submitted February 01, 2017 at 12:31AM by tylern http://ift.tt/2kOynNd
[Image] a saturday night in 2009
Submitted February 01, 2017 at 12:42AM by guardiandevil http://ift.tt/2kOBdBM
[Story] What happens when you sow weeds
I married a woman in my mid-20s. The relationship was good or so I thought. Anyhow 3 years into the marriage I discovered she was cheating. Needless to say the marriage dissolved and after several years I married a different woman, we are close and have 2 healthy children.
A while back, about a year ago, I had a conversation with a lifelong friend of the family. She had started a new job and apparently my ex-wife worked at the same place. It transpired that my ex-wife was trying to have children, had run into complications and was trying with IVF.
It appears that some medical issues had started around the time she separated from me.
Within no more than a week after catching up with my friend, by chance, I happened to see my ex at the grocery store. I was just getting a few things we needed for the house, it was late in the evening. She asked me how things were and I did likewise; she asked if I had remarried and I said yes. We talked about trivial crap and all those false niceties in an awkward situation. Finally she asked if I had any children, I just responded in as flat a tone as I could (knowing her situation) ‘yes I have 2’.
At that moment, and I take no joy from this, I saw a haunted agony momentarily cross over her face.
I certainly do not wish for such a terrible sorrow on any person who truly wants to be a parent and cannot be one in the conventional/biological sense.
I do remember the pain of that broken marriage and the dismayed, drawn despair of each day, wondering how you can go to work, concentrate and even cook a meal. I recall I lost about 20lbs in weight within a month.
The storm does eventually pass and you live again and then you remember how to enjoy life, to think freely and finally to love and trust.
The pain went away long ago, but you don’t ever totally forget.
Did I wish for bad things on my ex during or after the breakdown of our marriage, no I did not; it only serves to take you into a darker place. Am I glad she has suffered? No, we can all choose to forgive or be vengeful.
It may be just circumstance and that she would never have been able to have children anyway?
The point is that perhaps some seeds that are sown lie dormant for many years and in the place where we have forgotten the pain, suffering and hurt we may one day see the type of field that has sprung up around those who reside in it.
Submitted January 31, 2017 at 10:49PM by laxmikantasamai http://ift.tt/2knslm2
[Image] Perseverance is key
Submitted January 31, 2017 at 09:09PM by TemporaryRapist http://ift.tt/2jQyhD4
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Guess, Who is she? Jiski raatko awaaz sunte hi raatien rangeen ho jaati hai..๐๐ https://t.co/NTAClIeEjf
[Image] long and great adventures always have small beginning.
Submitted January 31, 2017 at 08:22PM by Josabi2b http://ift.tt/2kNKESi
[Image] “”To wish you were someone else is to waste the person you are.”
Submitted January 31, 2017 at 04:39PM by coprisio http://ift.tt/2kPzZSU
[Image] A fine line separates a fighter from a warrior
Submitted January 31, 2017 at 08:06PM by coprisio http://ift.tt/2jQf2cS
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[Image]On Making History
Submitted January 31, 2017 at 06:23PM by dustofoblivion123 http://ift.tt/2kL9nTK
[Image] Now more than ever, pay attention, and speak up for those who can't.
Submitted January 31, 2017 at 07:03PM by MidwestMilo http://ift.tt/2jQKlSs
[Image] Help people...
Submitted January 31, 2017 at 06:58PM by gflipper http://ift.tt/2jQQmhN
[Image] True friendship...
Submitted January 31, 2017 at 04:18PM by Gore75 http://ift.tt/2jPfYy5
[Story] The Light Within Your Darkness
Sometimes it takes a little bit of light in your life to shine through the darkness that surrounds you and tries to swallow you. 2 years ago I had a girlfriend. She was the best thing that happened to me in my life. She made me happy and she made me feel more alive than I had ever been, being a socially awkward introvert who has trouble talking to people and was kinda depressed due to not having many friends. However, things quickly turned sour when she suddenly decided she didn't want to be together anymore, but said she'd still like to stay together as friends with benefits. I agreed with her offer and we enjoyed it for a few months. Then one day she came over my house so we could have sex, which we planned a week in advance and continued to talk about over the week until the day came. A few days later we get a call. It was her mother, telling us that they are at the police station filing a report against me. A report that I raped her. My family and I were shocked at the accusations and we went in and gave a statement, also giving evidence that she was lying since my text messages proved she consented and remained to give consent that very day. However, what's done was done. I almost had gone to jail because for whatever reason she decided she was going to report me for something we both planned to do and that we were both ok with. The weekend passed and we went back to school after the incident. I was scared to go back because I was sure she was probably going to spread this to our friends, here, mine, and mutual friends. Sure enough, I walk into the school and I have at least 2 or 3 people walking up to me and harassing me with questions. "What the fuck did you do to_____?". I was told by both police and my family that I should keep to myself about this matter because anything I say could probably make things worse. According to the police, she was meant to keep quiet too. Obviously that didn't work and she had already told her friends and our mutual friends. I quickly walk away to my homeroom, sitting in my seat, stressing the hell out and having trouble breathing. I lay my head down and try to calm myself down until about 30 seconds later when I hear a voice. "Hey, could you come with me, I wanna ask you a few questions" the voice said. It was one of her friends, with one or two others who had tried questioning me before standing at the homeroom door. I'm scared. I stand and recklessly run out of the room yelling at them "Get the hell away from me! Go away! Leave me alone!". I run to the bathroom and hide in there for about 5-10 minutes until my first class started. I thankfully was able to avoid her and her friends the rest of the day. My last class ended, I see one of our mutual friends in the hall talking to another mutual friend and I'm still shaking from fear and paranoia. I walk up to them, starting to cry as i hug one of them, asking "am I a bad person? Do you think I'm a bad person" they both tell me no and believe that I couldn't have done what people are saying I did. I continue to cry as i thank them for still standing by me. However, it felt a little sour because they both told me they were neutral in the issue. They chose to rather ignore the issue and not break up either friendship between them and me or her and them by picking a side. I was glad to have lost no more friends but a little sad that they still had a relationship with someone I cared about, especially after what she did. Then a month later I hit my limit. While browsing posts from around my area on an app called "whisper", I came across one that stuck out. It read something among the lines of "I love pleasing my master. I love being a good kitty to him but I'm in a naughty kitty for telling whisper". It stuck out to me because very few people in our area used the app, there were little texting quirks that were familiar to me, and the vocabulary was VERY familiar to me. I asked one of my friends to look into it for me and I can found out that less than a month after she reported me, she started having a BDSM sexual relationship with a man who was 11 years older than her. (By the way, around this time, she was 15 and I was 17). So she was in a relationship with a pedophile. A bondage relationship where she is his slave. I wanted to report it to someone, but I kept thinking that if I did, I would be arrested for stalking or just by interacting with her, which I was told not to do. So I tried my best to get over it and keep my mouth shut. But then I couldn't take it anymore. I had to tell someone. I went to my school guidance counselor. He wouldn't let me finish my sentences, kept assuming I was making things up for the sake of getting revenge for what she did to me, and that I should just let go. But what really hit me was that he said he believed I raped her. He believed I did it. So what could I do when I try to finally expose this pedophilia relationship but shot down and told I'm nothing but a liar? I don't know... I didn't know what to do. I lost my girlfriend, I lost half my friends, I was paranoid of being assaulted by those who stood with her, and I learned that she's getting away with having sex with a man who's in his mid-to-late 20's. I feel I had lost everything. I couldn't think of much else to do. What used to be the light that shined away all of the dark things around me that made me sad, angry, and anxious was now the darkness that clouded my mind. Dark thoughts filled my head. Eventually I contemplated suicide. At any point someone could be crazy enough to come after me for "what I did". Hell, SHE could do it or her "master" could do it too or any of her friends who hate my guts. Why not just end the pain quicker and not live in fear? But then something happened that I didn't see coming. The last day of school for the year and I asked my friends (some are mutual friends of hers) to sit down with me at breakfast to help me ignore her and make the last day less painful than the rest. They agreed and moved tables in the cafeteria about 4 tables away from her. I was happy for about 2 minutes until SHE moved to table as well. She followed us. At this point, in the past she's told me "stay away from me. I don't want to be near you or you near me." So for her to sit about 3-4 seats down from me at the same table after my friends and I moved shocked me and caused me to have a meltdown. One of my friends noticed me crying and asked what was wrong. I pointed down the table at her and said "she's here. She followed. She told me she wants to stay as far away from me as possible yet she follows my direction and sits at the same table". So my friend calls to her "hey, could you please move somewhere else? You're upsetting him". She coldly, with barely any emotion said "no". I start to freak out. I yell to her "what the fuck do you want from me?! Why must you continue to torture me?! You say you don't want me to stay away from you, yet you follow me to a table I moved to so I could specifically get away from you! Leave me the fuck alone!". The entire time she's just looking at me with this blank and expressionless face that screams "I don't give a fuck". My friend steps in again, as well as another friend to comfort me and tell her to go away. She finally goes away. Two of my friends are hugging me and one follows her to scold her for what she did, what she's doing, and to break off their friendship because they are crossing lines. "Rape is not something you joke about or lie about. You leave him alone or I swear to god I will kick your ass" they told her. I soon calmed down and my sadness turned into happiness. I was so glad to see my friends show how much they care about me that they'd stand up for me and even break ties with someone after realizing how much of a snake they were. I soon realized I no longer wanted to kill myself because I finally rediscovered my light within the darkness, which were my closest friends, who cared for me and fought for me. My friends, my family; These people mean the world to me, more than anything else in my life. At a point in my life where I hit the lowest point possible, believing that the dark clouds in my head would swallow me and cause me to end my life, I finally remembered the shining light that keeps my spirits up and keeps me going in life; my best friends and my family. The people who I love and care about and love and care about me. I love them and I will keep them and the memories of them in my heart forever and cherish them for as long as I live. For those who are reading this, find your light and keep it burning strong to repel the darkness around you. You may be going through really bad times, but as long as you find something or someone that will help you pull through, you'll come out just fine. Maybe a few scratches, scars, or cracks along the way, but your light will keep you together and keep from letting the darkness in and swallow you completely as it almost did to me.
Submitted January 31, 2017 at 01:47PM by The_Flying_Jew http://ift.tt/2jQgWHP
เคธเคค्เคฏ เคตเคเคจ।๐๐ฌ❤ https://t.co/oy6JPKo0kp
Monday, 30 January 2017
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Submitted January 31, 2017 at 10:19AM by BigShoots http://ift.tt/2kOuCDn
[Video] Henry rollins with some true inspiration for getting out of bed
Submitted January 31, 2017 at 09:09AM by americantflagburner http://ift.tt/2kJeILt