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How to be a dog
Step I Make someone love you.
Spend your whole life finding creative ways to kill yourself.
think you should know, ate some vatteries earlier.
How to be a dog Step I Make someone love you. Spend your whole life finding creative ways to kill yourself. think you should know, ate some vatteries earlier.
Me in time out trying to regret my earlier actions because I was told to:
don't know how to do this.
The brain of my 7 se
don't even know what we're doing.
Me in time out trying to regret my earlier actions because I was told to: don't know how to do this. The brain of my 7 se don't even know what we're doing.
Earlier I spat on the sink and noticed some
black sludge in my saliva, also some in my
nose. Really gotta use my respirator more especially when I'm grinding a ton
Earlier I spat on the sink and noticed some black sludge in my saliva, also some in my nose. Really gotta use my respirator more especially when I'm grinding a ton
A neighbor called 911 and reported that Martinez had aimed a handgun at him about five minutes earlier, officials said
'The girl sighed softly, her hair dancing in her face. She looked out past the cliff, looking at the ground below with every emotion laced through her thoughts. Days earlier, she had stood in this same place. Felt the same wind.
Smelled the faint scent of rain. And yet now, her chest ached with longing. Days earlier she had walked off this cliff with no second
'thoughts. No hesitation in her movements as she felt herself drop, the world brightening around her as she fell. The clouds took on an purple hue and her own voice rang through her ears. But today she stood unmoving. Still. She felt a sob choke in her throat, her body losing the will to stand up. She sunk to the ground, inches from the cliffs edge, wanting nothing more than to fly again. To feel the kiss of the wind against her neck and the thunder around her like the whisper of a lover. Yet here she
'was, paralyzed in front of the chance to feel life again. She reached a hand out, able to feel where the ground ended but she couldn't bring herself to just pull forward. She knew that the moment she stepped off, she would be right back at the beginning. Standing on the cliff side. No wind. No thunder. No rain hitting her bare skin and causing her to blossom again.
She let her sobs echo freely, her own voice sounding back, laced with razors.
"Please." She cried out to nothing and everything. "Please let me fall. I just want to fall."
Her breathing stilled as the airy response drifted through her mind. Not aloud and notin her head, the voice was familiar in the most heart wrenching of ways,
"You know why you mustn't."
Her chest clenched, sobs wracking her body as the voice continued.
"You've fallen in love with the fall itself. Tricked yourself into believing that's what true happiness. But it's all a facade. Isn't it dear?"
She shook her head, desperate to defend her cliff.
"What happens when after fall?" The voice prodded quietly. She shook her head again, her head swimming with pain. "What happens after the fall?" The voice pushed, more aggressive.
"I land." She responded tearfully, her voice hoarse.
"And when you land, where do you wake up?"
The voice taunted, louder and louder, "Back here, Back where you belong. Out of reach of falling. A step away from what YOU call happiness."
"N-no! She cried, holding herself together with her own embrace.
A gentle touch brushed aside her hair, the voice back to its lie of empathy and affection,
"Stay here my love.
Sleep.
You can't spend your time jumping off of cliff sides.
It's not what you're meant for."
The girls whimpers quieted over time, her body stilling.
Her eyes were shut as the clouds took on purple hue,
her skin unfeeling as the wind danced against her,
Her ears deaf to the thunder whispering the words of a lover.
She laid still
Asleep, inches away from the cliff side.
'The girl sighed softly, her hair dancing in her face. She looked out past the cliff, looking at the ground below with every emotion laced through her thoughts. Days earlier, she had stood in this same place. Felt the same wind. Smelled the faint scent of rain. And yet now, her chest ached with longing. Days earlier she had walked off this cliff with no second 'thoughts. No hesitation in her movements as she felt herself drop, the world brightening around her as she fell. The clouds took on an purple hue and her own voice rang through her ears. But today she stood unmoving. Still. She felt a sob choke in her throat, her body losing the will to stand up. She sunk to the ground, inches from the cliffs edge, wanting nothing more than to fly again. To feel the kiss of the wind against her neck and the thunder around her like the whisper of a lover. Yet here she 'was, paralyzed in front of the chance to feel life again. She reached a hand out, able to feel where the ground ended but she couldn't bring herself to just pull forward. She knew that the moment she stepped off, she would be right back at the beginning. Standing on the cliff side. No wind. No thunder. No rain hitting her bare skin and causing her to blossom again. She let her sobs echo freely, her own voice sounding back, laced with razors. "Please." She cried out to nothing and everything. "Please let me fall. I just want to fall." Her breathing stilled as the airy response drifted through her mind. Not aloud and notin her head, the voice was familiar in the most heart wrenching of ways, "You know why you mustn't." Her chest clenched, sobs wracking her body as the voice continued. "You've fallen in love with the fall itself. Tricked yourself into believing that's what true happiness. But it's all a facade. Isn't it dear?" She shook her head, desperate to defend her cliff. "What happens when after fall?" The voice prodded quietly. She shook her head again, her head swimming with pain. "What happens after the fall?" The voice pushed, more aggressive. "I land." She responded tearfully, her voice hoarse. "And when you land, where do you wake up?" The voice taunted, louder and louder, "Back here, Back where you belong. Out of reach of falling. A step away from what YOU call happiness." "N-no! She cried, holding herself together with her own embrace. A gentle touch brushed aside her hair, the voice back to its lie of empathy and affection, "Stay here my love. Sleep. You can't spend your time jumping off of cliff sides. It's not what you're meant for." The girls whimpers quieted over time, her body stilling. Her eyes were shut as the clouds took on purple hue, her skin unfeeling as the wind danced against her, Her ears deaf to the thunder whispering the words of a lover. She laid still Asleep, inches away from the cliff side.
modifications. The main difference between the 82-PM-37 and the earlier
PM 36 was the adoption of a round base-plate, revised controls, simplified sights and spring- loaded shock absorbers on the bi-pod to reduce the amount of relaying needed between shots. It was designed to be able to fire western 81 mm captured ammunition whilst not permitting the enemy the same advantage' The German designation
The modern version of this is 10mm so broke niggas and underfunded police agencies
can't put your ammo in their .40 - The modern version of this is 10mm so broke niggas and underfunded police agencies can’t put your ammo in their .40 S&W
AoYJ AoYJ
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modifications. The main difference between the 82-PM-37 and the earlier PM 36 was the adoption of a round base-plate, revised controls, simplified sights and spring- loaded shock absorbers on the bi-pod to reduce the amount of relaying needed between shots. It was designed to be able to fire western 81 mm captured ammunition whilst not permitting the enemy the same advantage' The German designation The modern version of this is 10mm so broke niggas and underfunded police agencies can't put your ammo in their .40 - The modern version of this is 10mm so broke niggas and underfunded police agencies can’t put your ammo in their .40 S&W
Earlier today
Doctors And Nurses Say
We're Under Reporting
COVID-19 Deaths In The US
"The numbers are grossly under-reported. I know for a fact that we've had three deaths in one county where only one is listed on the website," one California ER doctor told
Earlier today Doctors And Nurses Say We're Under Reporting COVID-19 Deaths In The US "The numbers are grossly under-reported. I know for a fact that we've had three deaths in one county where only one is listed on the website," one California ER doctor told
ME DOWNING TWENTY PIMIESTICKS BEFORE MY RAGE
THE SEVEN GALLONS OF COFFEE IN
MY STOMACH FROM THREE HOURS EARLIER
ME DOWNING TWENTY PIMIESTICKS BEFORE MY RAGE THE SEVEN GALLONS OF COFFEE IN MY STOMACH FROM THREE HOURS EARLIER
Ur eating breakfast kinda late
Nah had breakfast earlier too
These are just really hood
Wow hood
didn't know ur breakfast was
gangster
Good
Yes lol
Ur eating breakfast kinda late Nah had breakfast earlier too These are just really hood Wow hood didn't know ur breakfast was gangster Good Yes lol