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Heart Symbols Emoji/Symbols Meaning ❀ Red Heart ♡ White Heart Suit ♥ Black Heart Suit ❥ Rotated Heavy Black Heart Bullet ❣ Heavy Heart Exclamation Mark Ornament Ꚅ Circled Italic Latin Capital Letter S ❊ Floral Heart ❧ Rotated Floral Heart Bullet დ Georgian Letter Can ჊ Georgian Letter Ghani àŠ“ Bengali Letter O Ûµ Eastern Arabic-Indic Five ❀‍🔥 Heart on Fire ❀ Red Heart (variation) ❣ Heart Exclamation 💙 Blue Heart 💚 Green Heart 💛 Yellow Heart 🧡 Orange Heart 💜 Purple Heart 💗 Growing Heart 💘 Heart with Arrow 🖀 Black Heart 🀎 Brown Heart 🀍 White Heart ❀‍🩹 Mending Heart 🫀 Anatomical Heart 💓 Beating Heart 💔 Broken Heart 💟 Heart Decoration 💕 Two Hearts 💖 Sparkling Heart 💝 Heart with Ribbon 💞 Revolving Hearts 💌 Love Letter 💒 Wedding 🏩 Love Hotel 💑 Couple with Heart 💋 Kiss Mark 👄 Mouth 💍 Ring 💏 Kiss 🌷 Tulip 🌹 Rose 💐 Bouquet 😚 Kissing Face with Closed Eyes 😍 Smiling Face with Heart-Eyes 😘 Face Blowing a Kiss 𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 Combining Triple Underdot 🗝 Old Key 𓀐 Egyptian Hieroglyph A001A
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r/shortscarystories 9 yr. ago sp00kyscary They're just so darn cute I love being a 2nd grade teacher. The kids in my class are so cute and innocent. They're at the perfect age. I used to teach sixth grade, but I quickly realised how that it was a mistake, whence cliques form, the bullying flourishes, and kids learnt how to be terrible to each other. By then, they're corrupted by bad role models, no respect for authority and no desire to learn. No; 2nd grade children are far better! The parents are still making an attempt to shield them from the harshness of the world. They look at me with wide eyes, eager to learn, taking in all I share with them. My favourite day, is Valentine's Day. They make little paper packets they place on their desks to be filled with cards and/or candy. This year, I baked some delicious cookies at home and I arrived early to deliver one to each student. I’m so excited to see the reactions. I smile all morning. I smile as the kids arrive, dressed in red and pink. I smile as they happily tear into their construction paper holders to see what's inside. I smile as they give me an adorable thank-you once they see the cookies I've made them. I smile as they bite into them. And I smile as they one by one fall to the ground, shaking and turning blue. After all, they're at such a cute age. It would be a shame to let them grow up.

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Go to TwoSentenceHorror r/TwoSentenceHorror 3 yr. ago _FallenAngel__ A genie granted me my wish to become the most beautiful woman in the world forever Now I sit here in a museum, frozen in a painting for the past 500 years as people passing by admire and faun over my timeless beauty
Common Experiences How has the semester been going for you? Do you understand the assignment that Professor gave us in class? .. . .. What did you do over break? What sort of plans do you have for break? What did you do over the weekend? Anything interesting happen this week? How has work been? What did you think about the school team's last game? Do you know who's going to s party on day? Interests • What sort of movies have you seen lately? Have any goad boak recommendations? Have you been to any great concerts lately? Have you seen any good plays? What did you think about the ball game on day? Non-Question Topics Your surroundings: the weather, an interesting painting or decoration, a peculiar scenic detail Interesting or humorous Current events or news • officials, shared neighbors, new attractions that have recently opened Compliments on appearance changes: hairstyle, clothing, shoes, accessories Recent experiences with friends or family • Humorous story about something that happened earlier in the day or week CONVO.. Common Experiences How has the semester been going for you? Do you understand the assignment that Professor gave us in class? .. . .. What did you do over break? What sort of plans do you have for break? What did you do over the weekend? Anything interesting happen this week? How has work been? What did you think about the school team's last game? Do you know who's going to s party on day? Interests • What sort of movies have you seen lately? Have any goad book recommendations? Have you been to any great concerts lately? Have you seen any good plays? What did you think about the ball game on day? Non-Question Topics Your surroundings: the weather, an interesting painting or decoration, a peculiar scenic detail Interesting or humorous Current events or news • officials, shared neighbors, new attractions that have recently opened Compliments on appearance changes: hairstyle, clothing, shoes, accessories Recent experiences with friends or family • Humor about something that happened earier in the day or week
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Giggles Chuck climbed out of the bed and made his way to the bathroom, refusing to turn on the bedside lamp in case he disturbed his wife whom was låyīng beside him. Finishing his busıness, he made his way to the sink, and just as he began to run the water, thought he heard a faint laughter coming from the bedroom. “Honey? Was that you?” He listened carefully, but there was no reply from that dark doorway. Chuck turned back to the sink and continued to wash his hands, certain that it was just his half-asleep brain playing tricks. However, moments later, he once again thought he could hear a faint laughter from the bedroom. He turned off the water, and began to make his way back into the bedroom. The light was off, and in the bed, he could make out the shape of his wife låyīng there. “Honey? Were you laughing?” Chuck flicked on the bedside lamp, and in an instant was looking into the unblinking đeađ eyes of his wife, her mouth sliced from ear-to-ear in a grotesque mockery of a smıle. Chuck felt his heart freeze, before relief washed over him. “Oh, it WAS you!” he exclaimed with a smıle as he peeled back the ̛ bed sheets, stıll stiff from the long dried błoođ, and climbed back into ̛ bed, kissing his wife’s cold cheek before turning out the light. “For a moment there, I thought I was going cRaZy.”
r/shortscarystories 9 yr. ago manen_lyset My sister ruined my sweet 16 My sister ruined my sweet 16 It was supposed to be my special day. Everything was going to be perfect. I'd even gotten a custom made dress for the occasion. Everything was going off without a hitch, but then, my sister ruined my life. It started during the father-daughter dance. There we were, gliding across the ballroom. All eyes on me, as my beautiful gown fluttered at my feet. Suddenly, my sister started convulsing in spasm’s. Whilst everybody tried to figure out what had made the noise, the attention hog tore a hole in the side of my dress with her bare teeth. My party guests were on-edge, all because of her! She couldn't even let me have ONE single birthday to myself. She then started foaming at the mouth mumbling incoherently. By then, my friends were running scared. They shrieked in horror, the party was officially ruined, her head dropped, she went quiet and turned blue. I'm going in for surgery tomorrow to have her remains removed from my side
 I've been carrying around her useless conjoint self 16 years too long..
Not only have we implanted a lifetime of human memories into this rat but we can now monitor what it's thinking. It appears to think it's reading the second line of a two sentence story on-line right now..
r/shortscarystories 23 hr. ago captain-howdy2323 Unknown Stranger Oh my! I can hear him moving around down stairs. Can I remember if I heard him come inside? Idk. I must have because I've armed myself. I cower away in this closet. But I can't remember any of that. I must be in shock. Oh my heart is racing. I hear him coming up the stairs. It won't be long until he finds me. I can already see what everyone will be saying. "Man found in house", "The bloodbath". He's right outside the room. I'm breathing so heavily. I'm sure he can hear me. Please, stop shaking. Please, nerves calm down. He's opening the door. This is it. Finally. I've been waiting in his closet for hours.
r/TwoSentenceHorror 8 mo. ago homestarmy_recruiter "Turn back," I begged my friend as he drove, sirens wailing in the background. He seemed desperate not to, at first, but after I got one of his earplugs out, he agreed that their voices were too beautiful to ignore.
A White Lie I'm the last one here. Those things have killed everyone else. Those things with the huge wings, with the beady eyes, with the sharp claws....every time I close my eyes see my coworkers being ripped apart. A few of us made it to the building here, but even here we aren't safe. I watched them get picked off one by one, screaming as they fought against death. I tried to stop it I swear I did I tried... Now I'm running through the building to the main power center. With no one else to ask, I'm tasked with pressing one of these buttons. Either will press the red button, or the green button. Supposedly, one button will turn the power doors back on, protecting us from whatever that shrieking, hungry, and angry...thing is outside. That's the red button. The other button is green and opens the opposite side power door, and I can only imagine what might be out there. Why had I agreed to come and research in this lab? I think as I run, hearing the screeches behind me. Oh .... Why did I lie on my application? Why didn't I admit I was color blind?
I was starving and lost in the woods until I found a hiker; I'm full now but I just wished she hadnᅵᅵᅵt screamed so loud.
à­šà­§ 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓜𝓜𝔂 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵𝓌 à­šà­§ 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐬 — 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐲 🍃📚 𝟭. 𝗜𝗮𝘆 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗌𝗻 𝘁𝗌 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲. 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗌𝗱𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗌𝗻, 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗌𝗱𝘆, 𝗰𝗌𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗌𝗻, 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀. 𝗱𝗌 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗳𝗌𝗿𝗎𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗌 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗌 𝗜𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗌𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗳𝗌𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗌𝗻 + 𝗮𝗹𝗜𝗵𝗮𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗌𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿. 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗌, 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲 𝗶𝗻-𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗰𝗶𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗌𝗻𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗎. 𝟮. 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗞 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝗿 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿/𝗜𝗿𝗌𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗌𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗟𝘂𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗳𝗌𝗿 𝘁𝘆𝗜𝗲 𝗌𝗳 𝗳𝗌𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝘇𝗲. 𝟯. 𝗱𝗌𝗻’𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗳𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗌 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗎𝗿𝗮𝗺𝘀/𝗺𝗮𝗜𝘀/𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗎 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝘆𝘀, 𝗵𝗌𝘄𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿, 𝗱𝗌𝗻’𝘁 𝗳𝗌𝗿𝗎𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗌 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 (𝗯𝗌𝘁𝗵 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗎𝗿𝗮𝗺 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁). 𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗌𝘄𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗌𝘂 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗌𝘂𝗿𝗰𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗌𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘃𝗌𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗶𝘁. 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗎 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝗿 𝗌𝘄𝗻 𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗎𝗿𝗮𝗺 𝘀𝗵𝗌𝘄𝘀 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝗿 𝗶𝗻-𝗱𝗲𝗜𝘁𝗵 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗎 𝗌𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲. 𝟰. 𝗱𝗌 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗜𝗹𝗮𝗎𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘇𝗲. 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗌𝘂𝘀, 𝗲𝘀𝗜𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗌𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘆𝗌𝘂 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝗿 𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗰𝗌𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲. 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗬 𝗹𝗶𝗞𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗌 𝗻𝗌𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗌𝘂’𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗶𝗎 𝘁𝗿𝗌𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲. 𝟱. 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝘁𝘂𝗯𝗲 𝘃𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗌𝘀, 𝗱𝗌𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀, 𝗲𝘁𝗰. 𝘁𝗌 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗎 𝗌𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗌𝗜𝗶𝗰 𝘆𝗌𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝗞𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗌 𝗲𝘃𝗮𝗹𝘂𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝘆. 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝗿 𝗞𝗻𝗌𝘄𝗹𝗲𝗱𝗎𝗲 𝗶𝘀, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗌𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗞𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝘆𝗌𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗌 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗌𝗻𝗎 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗲𝘃𝗮𝗹𝘂𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗌𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘃𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗱 𝗮𝗿𝗎𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀. 𝟲. 𝗱𝗌𝗻’𝘁 𝗳𝗌𝗿𝗎𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗌 𝗲𝘃𝗮𝗹𝘂𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗌𝘂𝗿𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗌𝘂 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝘆. 𝗲𝘅𝗜𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗌𝘂𝗿𝗰𝗲 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗞 𝗌𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗌𝗻𝗎; 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗲 𝗱𝗌𝗻𝗲 𝗯𝘆 𝘀𝗜𝗲𝗮𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗎 𝗮𝗯𝗌𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝗌𝗜𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗌𝗻 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱, 𝗰𝗌𝗺𝗜𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗎 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹𝘀, 𝗵𝗌𝘄 𝗹𝗶𝗞𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗎𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗌𝗻 𝗌𝗳 𝗜𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗜𝗮𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗌 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗌𝗿𝗹𝗱𝘄𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗜𝗌𝗜𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗌𝗻, 𝗵𝗌𝘄 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗎𝘀 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗱, 𝘄𝗵𝗌 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗌𝘂𝗿𝗰𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝘆 (𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗿/𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿), 𝗲𝘁𝗰. 𝟳. 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗰𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗰 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗎𝘂𝗮𝗎𝗲. 𝟎. 𝗱𝗌𝗻’𝘁 𝗰𝗌𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗜𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 (𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝗻, 𝗿𝗲𝗜𝗲𝘁𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗌𝗻 𝗌𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲/𝘄𝗌𝗿𝗱 𝗌𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗌𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗎𝗮𝗶𝗻). 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝘅𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗌𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗞 𝘆𝗌𝘂 𝗱𝗌𝘄𝗻 . 𝟵. 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗚𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗹𝗲 𝗊𝗰𝗵𝗌𝗹𝗮𝗿, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗌𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗰𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗰 𝘀𝗌𝘂𝗿𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗌 𝗎𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀/𝘀𝗌𝘂𝗿𝗰𝗲𝘀. 𝗗𝗌 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗯𝗹𝗌𝗎𝘀 𝗌𝗿 𝗪𝗶𝗞𝗶𝗜𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗮. 𝟭𝟬. 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗌𝗺𝗲𝗌𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲 𝗿𝗲-𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗌 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗞 𝗶𝘁 𝗳𝗌𝗿 𝘁𝘆𝗜𝗌𝘀 𝗌𝗿 𝗌𝗱𝗱 𝗜𝗵𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗎𝘀. 𝘀𝗌𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀, 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗌𝘂 𝗹𝗌𝗌𝗞 𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝗳𝗌𝗿 𝘁𝗌𝗌 𝗹𝗌𝗻𝗎 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗌 𝗹𝗌𝗌𝗞 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲. 𝘆𝗌𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗎𝗲𝘁 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗌 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗎, 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗎𝗌𝗌𝗱 𝘁𝗌 𝗮𝘀𝗞 𝗮 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱/𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗌 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗞.
𝒃𝒚 “𝑟𝒐𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒔𝒎”! à»’ê’°àŸ€àœ²ã£Ë• -ïœ¡ê’±àŸ€àœ²à§§     :       s : ꜰɪʀꜱ᎛ Ɏᎏ ᎅɪꜱ᎛ʀᎀᎄ᎛ɪᎏɎꜱ!: ᮍᮀᮋᮇ ꜱ᎜ʀᎇ ʏᎏ᎜ʀ ᎘ʜᎏɎᎇ ɪꜱ ᎄʟᎏꜱᎇᎅ ᮀɮᮅ ʟᎏᎄᎋᎇᎅ ᎀᎡᎀʏ! Ꭱʜᎀ᎛ ɪ ᮅᮏ ɪꜱ ᮘᮜᮛ ᎍʏ ᎘ʜᎏɎᎇ ᎏʀ Ꭱʜᎀ᎛ᎇᎠᎇʀ ᎅᎇᎠɪᎄᎇ ʏᎏ᎜ ᎜ꜱᎇ ɪɎ ᮀ ꜰᎀʀ ᎅʀᎀᎡᎇʀ ᎛ʜᎀ᎛ ʏᎏ᎜ ᎘ʀᎏʙ ᎡᎏɎ᎛ ʜᎀᎠᎇ ᎇɎᎏ᎜ɢʜ ᎍᎏ᎛ɪᎠᎀ᎛ɪᎏɎ ᮛᮏ ɢᎏ ɢᎇ᎛ ɪ᎛! ᎀɎᎏ᎛ʜᎇʀ Ꭱᎀʏ ɪꜱ ᎄʟᎏꜱɪɎɢ ᎛ʜᎇ Ɏᎏ᎛ꜰɪᎄᎀ᎛ɪᎏɎꜱ! (ᮀɮᮅ ɪꜱ ʏᎏ᎜ ᮄᮀɮ/ᎡᎀɎ᎛ ᎅᎇʟᎇ᎛ɪɎɢ ꜱᎏᎄɪᎀʟ ᎍᎇᎅɪᎀ ᎀ᎘᎘ꜱ!), ꜱᎇᎄᎏɎᎅ: ꜰᎏʀᎄᎇ ʏᎏ᎜ʀꜱᎇʟꜰꜰꜰꜰꜰ!!!! ᎍᎏ᎛ɪᎠᎀ᎛ɪᎏɎꜱ ɪꜱ ɮᮏᮛ ɢᎏɎɎᎀ ʟᎀꜱ᎛ ʟᎏɎɢ ʏᎏ᎜ ʜᎀᎠᎇ ᮛᮏ ꜰᎏʀᎄᎇ ʏᎏ᎜ʀꜱᎇʟꜰ! ɪ᎛ꜱ ꜱᎇʟꜰ ᎅɪꜱ᎘ʟɪɎᎇ! ꜱᎀʏ ᮛᮏ ʏᎏ᎜ʀꜱᎇʟꜰ “ɪꜰ ʏᎏ᎜ ᮋᮇᮇᮘ ᎛ʜɪꜱ ᮜᮘ ʏ/ÉŽ ʏᎏ᎜ʀ ɢᎏɎɎᎀ ɢᎇ᎛ ɢʀᎀᎅᎇꜱ, Ɏᎏ ᎀᎄᎀᎅᎇᎍɪᎄ Ꭰᎀɪʟᎅᎀ᎛ɪᎏɎ, ᮀ ɢᎏᎏᎅ ᎏʟ’ ꜱʟᎀ᎘, ᎊᎏʙ, ᮀɮᮅ ʜᎀᎠᎇ ᮛᮏ ʀᎇᎅᎏ ᎛ʜᎇ ʏᎇᎀʀ ᎍᎇᎀɎᎡʜɪʟᎇ ᎀʟʟ ʏᎏ᎜ʀ ꜰʀɪᎇɎᎅꜱ ᎀʀᎇ ᎘ʀᎏʙ ɢᎏɎɎᎀ ᮍᮏᮠᮇ ᎏɎ ᮛᮏ ᎛ʜᎇ ɮᮇxᮛ!” ᎛ʜɪꜱ ᮏɮᮇ ɪꜱ Ꭱʜᎀ᎛ ʀᎇᎀʟʟʏ ᎋᎇᎇ᎘ꜱ ᮍᮇ ɢᎏɪɎɢ ʟᎏʟ! ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ . ᎛ʜɪʀᎅ!: ᎋᎇᎇ᎘ɪɎɢ ᎏʀɢᎀɪɎꜱᎇᎅ ɪꜱ ʀᎇᎀʟʟʏ ʜᎀʀᎅ! ᮇᮠᮇɮ ꜰᎏʀ ᮍᮇ ꜱᎀᎅʟʏ:( ʙ᎜᎛! ᮏɮᮇ ᎏꜰ ᎍʏ ɪɎꜱ᎘ᎏꜱ ɪꜱ ᎘ɪɎ᎛ᎇʀᎇꜱ᎛ Ɏᎏ᎛ᎇꜱ! ɪ ʟɪᎋᎇ ᮛᮏ ᮅᮏ ᎛ʜɪꜱ ᎛ʏ᎘ᎇ ᎏꜰ Ɏᎏ᎛ɪɎɢ! ɪ᎛ꜱ ʀᎇᎀʟʟʏ ꜱɪᎍ᎘ʟᎇ ʙ᎜᎛ ʏᎇ᎛ ʜᎇʟ᎘ꜱ ᮍᮇ ᎀʟᎏ᎛ Ꭱɪ᎛ʜ ʟᎇꜱꜱᎏɎꜱ ɪ ᮅᮏ ɮᮏᮛ ᎜Ɏᎅᎇʀꜱ᎛ᎀɎᎅ! ɪ᎛ꜱ ᎄᎀʟʟᎇᎅ ᎄᎏʀɎᎇʟʟ Ɏᎏ᎛ᎇꜱ! ᎘ʟ᎜ꜱ ᎛ʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ʀᎇᎀʟʟʏ ʀᎇᎀʟʟʏ ɪᎍ᎘ᎏʀ᎛ᎀɎ᎛!: ᎛ᎀᎋɪɎɢ Ɏᎏ᎛ᎇꜱ Ꭱʜɪʟᎇ ɪɎ ᎄʟᎀꜱꜱ! ɮᮏᮛ ʟɪᎋᎇ ꜰ᎜ʟʟ ᎏɎ Ɏᎏ᎛ᎇꜱ ᎊ᎜ꜱ᎛ ʀᎇᎍɪɎᎅᎇʀꜱ! (ᮇx: “ᎀꜱ ꜱᎏᎏɎ ᎀꜱ ɪ ɢᎇ᎛ ʜᎏᎍᎇ ɪ Ꭱɪʟʟ ꜰɪɎɪꜱʜ ᎛ʜᎇ ʙɪᎏʟᎏɢʏ ᎀꜱꜱɪɢɎᎍᎇɎ᎛”, “ɪɎ 2:50ᮘᮍ ɪ Ꭱɪʟʟ ꜱ᎜ᎍʙɪ᎛ ᎛ʜᎇ ᎍᎀ᎛ʜ ᎀꜱꜱɪɢɎᎍᎇɎ᎛”) ᎜ꜱᎇ ʟɪ᎛᎛ʟᎇ ꜱᎍᎀʟʟ ᎄᎏʟᎏʀᎇᎅ Ɏᎏ᎛ᎇꜱ ᮀɮᮅ ꜱ᎛ɪᎄᎋ ᮛᮏ ᎛ʜᎇᎍ ᎏɎ ᎀɎʏ᎛ʜɪɎɢ! ʟɪᎋᎇ ʏᎏ᎜ʀ ᎄʜʀᎏᎍᎇ ʟᎀ᎘! ᎏʀ ʏᎏ᎜ʀ ꜰᎀᎠ ᎜ꜱ᎜ᎀʟ Ɏᎏ᎛ᎇʙᎏᎏᎋ ʏᎏ᎜ ᎜ꜱᎇ ᎏʀ ꜱᎏᎍᎇ᎛ʜɪɎɢ, ᎛ʜɪꜱ ʀᎇᎀʟʟʏ ʜᎇʟ᎘ᎇᎅ ᮍᮇ ꜱ᎛ᎀʏ ɪɎ ᎛ɪᎍᎇ ᮀɮᮅ ʜᎀᎠᎇ ᮀ ꜱᎄʜᎇᎅ᎜ʟᎇ! (ᮀɮᮅ ɪꜰ ʏᎏ᎜ ʜᎀᎠᎇ ᮀ ᎍᎇꜱꜱʏ ᎘ʟᎀᎄᎇ, ᎘ʟᎇᎀꜱᎇ ʀᎇᎍɪɎᎅ ʏᎏ᎜ʀꜱᎇʟꜰ ᎇᎠᎇʀʏ ꜱɪɎɢʟᎇ ᎛ɪᎍᎇ ᎄʟᎇᎀɎ ᮜᮘ!, ᎛ɪᎅʏ ᮜᮘ! ᮀɮᮅ ꜱ᎛᎜ꜰꜰ ʟɪᎋᎇ ᎛ʜᎀ᎛, “ᮀ ᎄʟᎇᎀɎ ʀᎏᎏᎍ = ᮀ ᎄʟᎇᎀɎ ᎍɪɎᎅ” ᎛ʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᎀᎄ᎛᎜ᎀʟʟʏ Ꭰᎇʀʏ ᎛ʀ᎜ᎇ! ᮀɮᮅ ᮄᮀɮ ᎀꜰꜰᎇᎄ᎛ ʏᎏ᎜ʀ ᎍᎇɎ᎛ᎀʟ ʜᎇᎀʟ᎛ʜ! ᎡʜᎇɎ ʏᎏ᎜ ʜᎀᎠᎇ ᮀ ᎍᎇꜱꜱʏ ʀᎏᎏᎍ ᎛ʜᎇɎ ʏᎏ᎜ʀ ɢᎏɎɎᎀ ʜᎀᎠᎇ ᮀ ᎍᎇꜱꜱʏ ᎍɪɎᎅ Ꭱʜɪᎄʜ ɪꜱ ɮᮏᮛ ɢᎏɎɎᎀ ʜᎇʟ᎘ ꜱ᎛᎜ᎅʏɪɎɢ! ᎏʜ ᮀɮᮅ ʟᎏᎏᎋ ᮜᮘ ᎘ɪɎ᎛ᎇʀᎇꜱ᎛ ꜱ᎛᎜ᎅʏ Q᎜ᎏ᎛ᎇꜱ ᎛ʜᎇʏ ʜᎇʟ᎘ ᮍᮇ ᎀʟᎏ᎛ ꜱ᎛ᎀʏ ꜰᎏᎄ᎜ꜱᎇᎅ!) ଘ(੭◌ˊᵕˋ)à©­* ੈ♡‧₊˚ ᎛ʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᎀʟʟ ᎛ʜᎇ ᎛ɪ᎘ꜱ ɪ ᎄᎏ᎜ʟᎅ ᎛ʜɪɎᎋ ᎏꜰ ʀɪɢʜ᎛ ɎᎏᎡ!, ɪꜰ ᎛ʜᎇʀᎇꜱ ᎍᎏʀᎇ ɪ'ʟʟ ᎛ᎇʟʟ ʏᎀʟʟ ʟᎀ᎛ᎇʀ ʙʏᎇ!! <3 à©ˆâœ©â€§â‚ŠËšàŒºâ˜†àŒ»à©ˆâœ©â€§â‚ŠËš
Weekly Affirmations ♡ I’m confident that there is a bright future ahead of me. ♡ I have everything I need to succeed. ♡ I am capable of reaching my goals. ♡ I will let go of the things that are not serving me. ♡ I am deserving of happiness. ♡ I attract success and prosperity with all my ideas. ♡ Wealth is pouring into my life. ♡ my possibilities are endless. ♡ My future ahead is bright and I am ready to grow.
𝑀𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑊 𝐜𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑠 what are 3 things i want to accomplish this week? what are 3 ways i can improve from last week? what can i let go of this week? what drained my energy last week? how can i prevent that from happening this week? list 3 things i’m grateful for my affirmation for this week is?
𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑀𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 — 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑊 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑀𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡. -𝐻𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑛 𝐟𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟
┊┊┊┊ ♡┊┊┊ ┊♡┊ ₊ ⊹♡ ♡₊ ⊹ i am so full of love and i have so much to give
r/TwoSentenceHorror 4 yr. ago Gallantmirth I watched the monster's jagged claws inch slowly out from under the bed. "I won't let him in again, I promise" it assured me as my dad crept to the room.
__________________________________________________________________________ Periodic Table of Elements __________________________________________________________________________ 1A 2A 3A 4A 5A 6A 7A 8A ----- ----- 1 | H | |He | |---+---- --------------------+---| 2 |Li |Be | | B | C | N | O | F |Ne | |---+---| |---+---+---+---+---+---| 3 |Na |Mg |3B 4B 5B 6B 7B | 8B |1B 2B |Al |Si | P | S |Cl |Ar | |---+---+---------------------------------------+---+---+---+---+---+---| 4 | K |Ca |Sc |Ti | V |Cr |Mn |Fe |Co |Ni |Cu |Zn |Ga |Ge |As |Se |Br |Kr | |---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---| 5 |Rb |Sr | Y |Zr |Nb |Mo |Tc |Ru |Rh |Pd |Ag |Cd |In |Sn |Sb |Te | I |Xe | |---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---| 6 |Cs |Ba |LAN|Hf |Ta | W |Re |Os |Ir |Pt |Au |Hg |Tl |Pb |Bi |Po |At |Rn | |---+---+---+------------------------------------------------------------ 7 |Fr |Ra |ACT| ===--------------------------------------------------------------------=== Lanthanide |La |Ce |Pr |Nd |Pm |Sm |Eu |Gd |Tb |Dy |Ho |Er |Tm |Yb |Lu | |---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---+---| Actinide |Ac |Th |Pa | U |Np |Pu |Am |Cm |Bk |Cf |Es |Fm |Md |No |Lw | ------------------------------------------------------------- __________________________________________________________________________
“Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad." "How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice. "You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here.” —Alice in Wonderland.
Saturday 20 October 2012 Teacher's Day SMS Teacher's Day SMS → уσυ αяє тМє вєѕт тєα¢Мєя ιη тМιѕ ωσяℓ∂. ωМєяєΜєя ι Ќαу gσ ιη Ќу ℓιƒє, ι ωιℓℓ αℓωαуѕ яєЌєЌвєя тМαт ι Мα∂ αη єχ¢єℓℓєηт gυι∂є ιη тМє ƒσяЌ σƒ α тєα¢Мєя, уσυ. → ωМєη ιт ¢σЌєѕ тσ тєα¢Мιηg ησ σηє ¢αη ¢σЌρєтє ωιтМ уσυ. Мαρρу тєα¢Мєяѕ ∂αу. → ∂єαя тєα¢Мєя, тМαηкѕ ƒσя Ќαкιηg υѕ ωМαт ωє αяє тσ∂αу. Мαρρу тєα¢Мєяѕ ∂αу → уσυ gυι∂є∂ Ќє ωМєη ι ωαѕ ℓσѕт уσυ ѕυρσятє∂ Ќє ωМєη ι ωαѕ ωєαк уσυ МαΜє єηℓιgМтєηє∂ Ќє αℓℓ тМяσυgÐœ.. → тσ∂αу . ωМαт ι αЌ ιѕ נυѕт вє¢αυѕє σƒ уσυ ѕιя Мαρρу тєα¢Мєяѕ ∂αу → ι Ќαу ησт ѕαу ιт αℓωαуѕ. вυт, ι Ќєαη ιт ωМєηєΜєя ι ѕαу ιт. тМαηк уσυ тєα¢Мєя ƒσя αℓℓ тМє тМιηgѕ тєα¢Мєя МαΜє ∂σηє ƒσя Ќє. Мαρρу тєα¢Мєяѕ ∂αу! → уσυ αяє α ωση∂єяƒυℓ тєα¢Мєя ωМσ ρяσΜє∂ тМαт ℓєαяηιηg ¢αη вє נσуσυѕ αη∂ ρℓєαѕαηт єχρєяιєη¢є ωιѕМιηg уσυ α Мαρρу тєα¢Мєя’ѕ ∂αу → ι ƒσυη∂ gυι∂αη¢є, ƒяιєη∂ѕМιρ, ∂ιѕ¢ιρℓιηє αη∂ ℓσΜє, єΜєяутМιηg, ιη σηє ρєяѕση. αη∂ тМαт ρєяѕση ιѕ уσυ (ηαЌє σƒ уσυя тєα¢Мєя) “Мαρρу тєα¢Мєяѕ ∂αу!” → тєα¢Мιηg ѕМσυℓ∂ вє ƒυℓℓ σƒ ι∂єαѕ ιηѕтєα∂ σƒ ѕтυƒƒє∂ ωιтМ ƒα¢тѕ. Мαρρу тєα¢Мєяѕ ∂αу → тМє αωαя∂ ƒσя тМє Ќσѕт ωση∂єяƒυℓ тєα¢Мєя Мαѕ вєєη ∂є¢ℓαяє∂ αη∂ ιт gσєѕ тσ уσυ. Мαρρу тєα¢Мєяѕ ∂αу!! → ωє αяє ƒσятυηαтє ωє Мα∂ α тєα¢Мєя αѕ ωση∂єяƒυℓ ℓσΜιηg αη∂ ¢αяιηg αѕ уσυ.... Мαρρу тєα¢Мєя\'ѕ ∂αу...!! → тМαηкѕ ƒσя вєιηg α тяυє Ќєηтσя σƒ συя Мєαятѕ. Мαρρу тєα¢Мєяѕ ∂αу → ωє ωιℓℓ αℓωαуѕ вє тМαηкƒυℓ тσ уσυ ƒσя αℓℓ тМє Мαя∂ ωσяк αη∂ єƒƒσятѕ уσυ МαΜє ρυт ιη, ƒσя є∂υ¢αтιηg υѕ. “Мαρρу тєα¢Мєяѕ ∂αу!” → тєα¢Мєя ιѕ α ρєяѕση ωМσ αℓωαуѕ Мєℓρѕ єΜєяувσ∂у тσ gєт тМє кησωℓє∂gє αη∂ αℓωαуѕ ѕтαη∂ѕ вєѕι∂є тМє ѕтυ∂єηтѕ ωМєη тМєу МαΜє ρяσвℓєЌѕ тМαηкѕ ƒσя вєιηg тМєяє Ќα∂αЌ/ѕιя . “Мαρρу тєα¢Мєяѕ ∂αу” → тМє ∂яєαЌ вєgιηѕ ωιтМ α тєα¢Мєя ωМσ вєℓιєΜєѕ ιη уσυ, ωМσ тυgѕ αη∂ ρυѕМєѕ αη∂ ℓєα∂ѕ уσυ тσ тМє ηєχт ρℓαтєαυ, ѕσЌєтιЌєѕ ρσкιηg уσυ ωιтМ α ѕМαяρ ѕтι¢к ¢αℓℓє∂ “тяυтМ. → Ќαу ησт ѕαу ιт αℓωαуѕ вυт, ι Ќєαη ιт ωМєηєΜєя ι ѕαу ιт. тМαηк уσυ тєα¢Мєя ƒσя αℓℓ тМє тМιηgѕ уσυ МαΜє ∂σηє ƒσя Ќє. Мαρρу тєα¢Мєяѕ ∂αу! → тМє тяυє тєα¢Мєя ∂єƒєη∂ѕ Мιѕ ρυριℓѕ αgαιηѕт Мιѕ σωη ρєяѕσηαℓ ιηƒℓυєη¢є. Мє ιηѕριяєѕ ѕєℓƒ-∂ιѕтяυѕт. Мє gυι∂єѕ тМєιя єуєѕ ƒяσЌ МιЌѕєℓƒ тσ тМє ѕριяιт тМαт qυι¢кєηѕ МιЌ. Мє ωιℓℓ МαΜє ησ ∂ιѕ¢ιρℓє. → α gσσ∂ тєα¢Мєя ιѕ α Ќαѕтєя σƒ ѕιЌρℓιƒι¢αтιση αη∂ αη єηєЌу σƒ ѕιЌρℓιѕЌ. → тМє ωαу уσυ тєα¢М  тМє кησωℓє∂gє уσυ ѕМαяє  тМє ¢αяє уσυ тαкє  тМє ℓσΜє уσυ ѕМσωєя.. Ќαкєѕ уσυ  тМє ωσяℓ∂’ѕ вєѕт тєα¢Мєя  “Мαρρу тєα¢Мєя’ѕ ∂αу!” → яєЌєЌвєя αℓℓ ωσя∂ѕ Мє ѕαу ωσя∂ѕ тσ Ќαкє уσυ ѕσ¢ιαℓ ωσя∂ѕ тσ Ќαкє уσυ ѕρє¢ιαℓ Мє ιѕ συя тєα¢Мєя Мє ιѕ συя gυι∂є ℓєтѕ Ќαкє МιЌ ƒєєℓ ρяι∂є → тМє вєѕт тєα¢Мєя ιѕ тМє σηє ωМσ ѕυggєѕтѕ яαтМєя тМαη ∂σgЌαтιzєѕ, αη∂ ιηѕριяєѕ Мιѕ ℓιѕтєηєя ωιтМ тМє ωιѕМ тσ тєα¢М МιЌѕєℓƒ. → тМє ∂яєαЌ вєgιηѕ ωιтМ α тєα¢Мєя ωМσ вєℓιєΜєѕ ιη уσυ, ωМσ тυgѕ αη∂ ρυѕМєѕ αη∂ ℓєα∂ѕ уσυ тσ тМє ηєχт ρℓαтєαυ, ѕσЌєтιЌєѕ ρσкιηg уσυ ωιтМ α ѕМαяρ ѕтι¢к ¢αℓℓє∂ “тяυтМ.” → тєα¢Мιηg ιѕ тМє ρяσƒєѕѕιση тМαт тєα¢Мєѕ αℓℓ тМє σтМєя ρяσƒєѕѕισηѕ. → ωє єχρє¢т тєα¢Мєяѕ тσ Мαη∂ℓє тєєηαgє ρяєgηαη¢у, ѕυвѕтαη¢є αвυѕє, αη∂ тМє ƒαιℓιηgѕ σƒ тМє ƒαЌιℓу. тМєη ωє єχρє¢т тМєЌ тσ є∂υ¢αтє συя ¢Мιℓ∂яєη → уσυ αяє ησт σηℓу συя тєα¢Мєя уσυ αяє συя ƒяιєη∂, ρМιℓσѕσρМєя αη∂ gυι∂є αℓℓ Ќσℓ∂є∂ ιηтσ σηє ρєяѕση ωє ωιℓℓ αℓωαуѕ вє gяαтєƒυℓ ƒσя уσυя ѕυρρσят Мαρρу тєα¢Мєяѕ ∂αу! → ωє ωιℓℓ αℓωαуѕ вє тМαηкƒυℓ тσ уσυ ƒσя αℓℓ тМє Мαя∂ ωσяк αη∂ єƒƒσятѕ уσυ МαΜє ρυт ιη, ƒσя є∂υ¢αтιηg υѕ. Мαρρу тєα¢Мєяѕ ∂αу! → тєα¢Мιηg ιѕ ℓєαΜιηg α Μєѕтιgє σƒ σηє ѕєℓƒ ιη тМє ∂єΜєℓσρЌєηт σƒ αησтМєя. αη∂ ѕυяєℓу тМє ѕтυ∂єηт ιѕ α вαηк ωМєяє уσυ ¢αη ∂єρσѕιт уσυя Ќσѕт ρяє¢ισυѕ тяєαѕυяєѕ. → ωМєη ιт ¢σЌєѕ тσ тєα¢Мιηg ησ σηє ¢αη ¢σЌρєтє ωιтМ уσυ. Мαρρу тєα¢Мєяѕ ∂αу! → тєα¢Мιηg ιѕ тМє σηℓу Ќαנσя σ¢¢υραтιση σƒ Ќαη ƒσя ωМι¢М ωє МαΜє ησт уєт ∂єΜєℓσρє∂ тσσℓѕ тМαт Ќαкє αη αΜєяαgє ρєяѕση ¢αραвℓє σƒ ¢σЌρєтєη¢є αη∂ ρєяƒσяЌαη¢є. ιη тєα¢Мιηg ωє яєℓу ση тМє “ηαтυяαℓѕ,” тМє σηєѕ ωМσ ѕσЌєМσω кησω Мσω тσ тєα¢М. → σηє ℓσσкѕ вα¢к ωιтМ αρρяє¢ιαтιση тσ тМє вяιℓℓιαηт тєα¢Мєяѕ, вυт ωιтМ gяαтιтυ∂є тσ тМσѕє ωМσ тσυ¢Мє∂ συя МυЌαη ƒєєℓιηgѕ. тМє ¢υяяι¢υℓυЌ ιѕ ѕσ Ќυ¢М ηє¢єѕѕαяу яαω Ќαтєяιαℓ, вυт ωαяЌтМ ιѕ тМє Μιтαℓ єℓєЌєηт ƒσя тМє gяσωιηg ρℓαηт αη∂ ƒσя тМє ѕσυℓ σƒ тМє ¢Мιℓ∂. → ιƒ α ∂σ¢тσя, ℓαωуєя, σя ∂єηтιѕт Мα∂ 40 ρєσρℓє ιη Мιѕ σƒƒι¢є αт σηє тιЌє, αℓℓ σƒ ωМσЌ Мα∂ ∂郃єяєηт ηєє∂ѕ, αη∂ ѕσЌє σƒ ωМσЌ ∂ι∂η’т ωαηт тσ вє тМєяє αη∂ ωєяє ¢αυѕιηg тяσυвℓє, αη∂ тМє ∂σ¢тσя, ℓαωуєя, σя ∂єηтιѕт, ωιтМσυт αѕѕιѕтαη¢є, Мα∂ тσ тяєαт тМєЌ αℓℓ ωιтМ ρяσƒєѕѕισηαℓ єχ¢єℓℓєη¢є ƒσя ηιηє ЌσηтМѕ, тМєη Мє ЌιgМт МαΜє ѕσЌє ¢ση¢єρтιση σƒ тМє ¢ℓαѕѕяσσЌ тєα¢Мєя’ѕ נσв. Posted by Kiran Bele at 21:56
Tuesday 6 November 2012 Cool SMS → ωМєη уσυ вєℓιєΜє ιη ѕσЌєσηє ∂єєρℓу, Ќιѕ-υη∂єяѕтαη∂ιηgѕ αяιѕє, вυт ∂ση’т ƒєєℓ ƒσя ιт  вє¢αυѕє ѕσЌє Ќιѕ-υη∂єяѕтαη∂ιηgѕ αяє ηєє∂є∂ ƒσя gσσ∂ υη∂єяѕтαη∂ιηg.. → ιƒ ι ¢συℓ∂ ρυℓℓ ∂σωη тМє яαιηвσω ι ωσυℓ∂ ωяιтє υя ηαЌє ωιтМ ιт & ρυт ιт вα¢к ιη тМє ѕку тσ ℓєт єΜєяувσ∂у кησω Мσω ¢σℓσяƒυℓ Ќу ℓιƒє ιѕ ωιтМ α ƒяιєη∂ ℓιкє υ!! → тМιѕ ℓιƒє ιѕ тσσ ѕМσят тσ Ќαкє αη∂ α¢¢єℓєяαтє яєℓαтισηѕ, вυт ι ∂ση’т кησω ωМу ρєσρℓє вяєαк тМє ∂єΜєℓσρє∂ яєℓαтισηѕ. тМιѕ ℓιƒє ιѕ тσσ ѕМσят тσ ѕαу ѕσЌєтМιηg тσ ℓσΜє∂ σηєѕ, вυт ι ∂ση’т кησω ωМу ρєσρℓє кєєρ ѕιℓєη¢є ƒσя α ℓσηg ρєяισ∂. тМιѕ ℓιƒє ιѕ тσσ ѕМσят тσ Ќαкє яєαℓ ƒяιєη∂ѕ, вυт ι ∂ση’т кησω ωМу ρєσρℓє вяєαк ƒяιєη∂ѕМιρѕ. → ℓιƒє ιѕ ησт נυѕт ωαιтιηg ƒσя ѕσЌєσηє ωМσ ιѕ Ќα∂є ƒσя уσυ. вυт ℓιƒє ιѕ ℓιΜιηg ƒσя ѕσЌєσηє, ωМσ ℓιΜєѕ вє¢αυѕє σƒ уσυ. → ƒℓσωєяѕ ηєє∂ ѕυηѕМιηє, Μισℓєтѕ ηєє∂ ∂єω, αℓℓ αηgєℓѕ ιη МєαΜєη кησω ι ηєє∂ υ. → ι ℓσΜє ρМσтσѕ. вє¢αυѕє тМє вєѕт тМιηg αвσυт тМєЌ ιѕ тМєу ηєΜєя ¢Мαηgє, єΜєη ωМєη тМє ρєσρℓє ιη тМєЌ ¢Мαηgє “ωιℓℓιαЌ ѕМαкєѕρєαяє”. → ωє ℓσΜє συяѕєℓƒ єΜєη αƒтєя Ќαкιηg ѕσ Ќαηу Ќιѕтαкєѕ. тМєη Мσω ¢αη ωє 4 тМєιя ѕЌαℓℓ Ќιѕтαкєѕ? ѕтяαηgє вυт тяυє! ѕσ Ќαкє Мαвιт σƒ ƒσяgιΜιηg. → єΜєяу∂αу, єΜєяуωМєяє, єΜєяутιЌє, ι Ќαу ησт вє ωιтМ уσυ, вυт Ќу тМιηкιηg, Ќу ¢αяє, Ќу ѕЌѕ, Ќу ρяαуєяѕ ; Ќу ℓσΜєℓу ωιѕМєѕ αяє αℓωαуѕ ωιтМ уσυ. → υ Ќαу вє συт σƒ Ќу ѕιgМт, вυт ησт συт σƒ Ќу Мєαят, υ Ќαу вє συт σƒ Ќу яєα¢М вυт ησт συт σƒ Ќу Ќιη∂.ι Ќαу Ќєαη ησтМιηg тσ υ вυт υ ωιℓℓ αℓωαуѕ вє ѕρє¢ιαℓ тσ Ќє! → ιƒ єΜєя уσυ gєт ℓєѕѕ ѕЌѕ ƒяσЌ Ќє, ∂ση’т тМιηк тМαт ι ∂ι∂η’т ¢αяє ƒσя уσυ. ιт Ќєαηѕ тМαт ι αЌ ѕєαя¢Мιηg тМє вєѕт ѕЌѕ ƒσя α вєѕт ρєяѕση ℓιкє уσυ → ρєσρℓє ℓιΜє ∂ιє ℓαυgÐœ ¢яу ѕσЌє gιΜє υρ ѕσЌє ωιℓℓ тяу ѕσЌє ѕαу Мι ѕσЌє ѕαу вує σтМєяѕ Ќαу ƒσяgєт уσυ вυт ηєΜєя ωιℓℓ ι. → ι ηєΜєя єχρє¢т σтМєяѕ тσ ѕЌѕ Ќє. вυт ι’ℓℓ αℓωαуѕ ∂яσρ Ќу ѕЌѕ ιηтσ тМєιя ιηвσχ тσ ѕМσω ι ѕтιℓℓ “ℓσΜє & яєЌєЌвєя” тМєЌ ωιтМ σя ωιтМσυт тМєιя ѕЌѕ → ƒєєℓ gσσ∂ ωМєη ѕσЌєвσ∂у Ќιѕѕ υ. ƒєєℓ вєттєя ωМєη ѕσЌєвσ∂у ℓσΜєѕ υ. вυт ƒєєℓ вєѕт ωМєη ѕσЌєвσ∂у ηєΜєя ƒσяgєтѕ υ. → тωσ тМιηgѕ ¢αη ηєΜєя вє ∂єƒιηє∂ ιη ωМσℓє ℓιƒє, ℓσΜє: вє¢αυѕє уσυ ηєΜєя кησω ωМσ ℓσΜєѕ уσυ Мσω Ќυ¢М. &; ƒяιєη∂: вє¢αυѕє уσυ ηєΜєя кησω Мσω ∂єєρℓу тМєу ¢αяє αвσυт уσυ. → αℓωαуѕ αѕк gσ∂ тσ gιΜє υ ωМαт υ ∂єѕєяΜє, ησт ωМαт уσυ ∂єѕιяє. в¢σz уσυя ∂єѕιяєѕ Ќαу вє ƒєω, вυт уσυ ∂єѕєяΜєѕ α ℓσт! → ѕσЌє яєℓαтισηѕ αяє ℓιкє тσЌ αη∂ נєяяу. тМєу тєαѕє єα¢М σтМєя, кησ¢к ∂σωη єα¢М σтМєя, ιяяιтαтє єα¢М σтМєя вυт тМєу єΜєη ¢αη’т ℓιΜє ωιтМσυт єα¢М σтМєя! → αη єχ¢єℓℓєηт яσα∂ ѕєηтєη¢є ωяιттєη ση ηαтισηαℓ МιgМωαу: gσ ѕℓσω, υηℓєѕѕ υ МαΜє αη υяgєηт αρρσιηтЌєηт ωιтМ gσ∂! → Мαя∂ тιЌєѕ αяє ℓιкє α ωαѕМιηg Ќα¢Мιηє, тМєу тωιѕт, тυяη &αЌρ; кησ¢к υѕ αяσυη∂, вυт ιη тМє єη∂ ωє ¢σЌє συт ¢ℓєαηєя, вяιgМтєя &αЌρ; вєттєя тМαη вєƒσяє  → ѕσЌєтιЌєѕ уσυ МαΜє тσ яυη αωαу. ησт נυѕт тσ ¢яєαтє ∂ιѕтαη¢єѕ. вυт тσ ѕєє ωМσ ¢αяєѕ єησυgÐœ тσ яυη вєМιη∂ уσυ! → Ќу ωαу σƒ ℓιƒє . ρєσρℓє ℓαυgÐœ вє¢αυѕє ι αЌ ∂郃єяєηт, ι ℓαυgÐœ вє¢αυѕє тМєу αяє αℓℓ тМє ѕαЌє, . тМαтѕ ¢αℓℓє∂ ‘αттιтυ∂є’  “ℓιΜє ιт уσυя σωη ωαу” → α ρσρυℓαя ιηѕριяαтισηαℓ ѕρєαкєя ѕαι∂: вєѕт уєαяѕ σƒ Ќу ℓιƒє ωєяє ѕρєηт ιη αяЌѕ σƒ α ωσЌαη ωМσ ωαѕη’т Ќу ωιƒє! αυ∂ιєη¢є ωαѕ ѕМσ¢кє∂ αη∂ ѕιℓєη¢є. Мє α∂∂є∂: ѕМє ωαѕ Ќу ЌσтМєя! αυ∂ιєη¢є αρρℓαυѕє αη∂ ℓαυgМтєя! → συя вσ∂у ιѕ ƒυℓℓу Ќα∂є σƒ ωαтєя вυт ωМєηєΜєя ιт Мυятѕ вℓσσ∂ ¢σЌєѕ συт. συя Мєαят ιѕ ƒυℓℓ σƒ вℓσσ∂ вυт ωМєηєΜєя ιт Мυятѕ, ωαтєя ¢σЌєѕ ƒяσЌ συя єуєѕ. → ℓιƒє ιѕ α σηє ωαу яσα∂. ωМєяє ¢αη ѕєє вα¢к. вυт уσυ ¢αη ησт gσ вα¢к. ѕσ ∂σ ησт Ќιѕѕ αηутМιηg. єηנσу єΜєяу ѕє¢ση∂ σƒ ℓιƒє! → ιƒ αη єgg вяєαкѕ ∂υє 2 συтѕι∂є ƒσя¢є! “ιηѕι∂є ℓιƒє єη∂ѕ!” вυт  ιƒ ιт вяєαкѕ ƒяσЌ ιηѕι∂є! “ℓιƒє вєgιηѕ!” gяєαт тМιηgѕ αℓωαуѕ вєgιη ƒяσЌ ιηѕι∂є! ѕσ тяу тσ Ќαкє уσυя ιηѕι∂є gσσ∂! → α ℓιттℓє ∂郃єяєη¢є вєтωєєη ρяσЌιѕєѕ &αЌρ; ЌєЌσяιєѕ. ρяσЌιѕєѕ: ωє вяєαк тМєЌ &αЌρ; ЌєЌσяιєѕ: тМєу вяєαк υѕ. → кєєρ α ѕρє¢ιαℓ ρℓα¢є ƒσя Ќє ιη уσυя Мєαят, ησт ιη уσυя Ќιη∂! кєєριηg Ќє ιη уσυя Ќιη∂ ¢αη вє ∂αηgєяσυѕ ƒσя уσυ вє¢αυѕє ρєσρℓє ѕαу ι αЌ Ќιη∂ вℓσωιηg
 → Мαρριηєѕѕ ¢αηησт вє ƒσυη∂ ωМєη уσυ ѕєєк ιт ƒσя уσυяѕєℓƒ вυт ωМєη уσυ gιΜє ιт тσ σтМєяѕ, ιт ωιℓℓ ƒιη∂ ιт’ѕ ωαу вα¢к тσ уσυ тМαт’ѕ тМє Ќуѕтєяу σƒ Мαρριηєѕѕ ιт gяσωѕ ωМєη ѕМαяє∂. → тМє Мαρριєѕт σƒ ρєσρℓє ∂ση’т ηє¢єѕѕαяιℓу МαΜє тМє вєѕт σƒ єΜєяутМιηg. тМєу נυѕт Ќαкє тМє Ќσѕт σƒ єΜєяутМιηg, тМαт ¢σЌєѕ αℓσηg тМєιя ωαу. → ∂єαтМ ιѕ ησт тМє gяєαтєѕт ℓσѕѕ ιη ℓιƒє тМє gяєαтєѕт ℓσѕѕ σƒ ℓιƒє ιѕ ωМєη яєℓαтισηѕМιρ ∂ιєѕ αЌσηg υѕ ωМιℓє ωє я αℓιΜє ѕσ в ѕтяσηg ιη уσυя яєℓαтισηѕ. → єχρяєѕѕιση σƒ тМє ƒα¢є ¢συℓ∂ вє ѕєєη ву єΜєяуσηє. вυт тМє ∂єρяєѕѕιση σƒ Мєαят ¢συℓ∂ вє υη∂єяѕтσσ∂ σηℓу ву тМє вєѕт σηє. ∂ση’т ℓσѕє тМєЌ ιη ℓιƒє. → тМσυѕαη∂ѕ σƒ ℓαηgυαgєѕ αяσυη∂ тМιѕ ωσяℓ∂ вυт “ѕЌιℓє” ¢αη вєαт тМєЌ αℓℓ. вє¢αυѕє “ѕЌιℓє” ιѕ тМє ℓαηgυαgє єΜєη α вαву ¢αη ѕρєαк.. → ѕσЌє ρєσρℓє ∂ση’т кησω Мσω ιЌρσятαηт тМєιя ρяєѕєη¢є ιѕ. Мσω gσσ∂ ιт ƒєєℓѕ тσ МαΜє тМєЌ αяσυη∂. Мσω ¢σЌƒσятιηg тМєιя ωσя∂ѕ αяє. αη∂ Мσω ѕαтιѕƒуιηg ιѕ тМє Μєяу тМσυgМт тМαт тМєу єχιѕт. тМєу ωσυℓ∂η’т кησω υηℓєѕѕ ωє тєℓℓ тМєЌ ℓιкє ι αЌ тєℓℓιηg уσυ ησω. уσυ αяє тяυєℓу Μαℓυє∂ !! → вєѕт ℓιηєѕ ву α вєѕт ƒяιєη∂: “ιт Мυятѕ Ќє υ тαℓк тσ ѕ0Ќє0ηє єℓѕє η η0т Ќє.. .. ιт Мυятѕ єΜєη ÐŒ0яє ωєη ѕ0Ќє1 єℓѕє Ќαкєѕ υ ѕЌιℓє η ι ¢αη’т . . .” → gσт α gιƒт ƒσя уσυ! ησ ¢σѕт, єχтяєЌєℓу ρєяѕσηαℓ! ƒυℓℓу яєтυяηαвℓє! ιтѕ α Мυg ƒяσЌ Ќє тσ уσυ!! → υ Ќαу Ќєєт ρєσρℓє, вєттєя тМαη Ќє, ƒυηηιєя тМαη Ќє, Ќσяє вєαυтιƒυℓ тМαη Ќє, вυт σηє тМιηg ι ¢αη ѕαу 2 υ _ _ ι ωιℓℓ αℓωαуѕ вє тМєяє 4 υ ωМєη тМєу αℓℓ ℓєαΜє υ. → Ќσвιℓєѕ αяє ιяяιтαтιηg, ∂αιℓу ¢Мαяgιηg, ЌσηтМℓу яє¢Мαяgιηg, αηησуιηg вєєρѕ, αℓωαуѕ ∂ιѕтυявιηg, вυт ѕтιℓℓ ι ℓσΜє Ќу Ќσвιℓє вє¢αυѕє ιт ¢σηηє¢тѕ “υ & Ќє” → ωМєη ѕσЌєσηє Мυятѕ υ . . . . ∂ση’т ƒєєℓ вα∂ вє¢αυѕє ιтѕ тМє ℓαω σƒ ηαтυяє тМαт тМє тяєє тМαт вєαяѕ тМє ѕωєєтєѕт ƒяυιтѕ gєтѕ ЌαχιЌυЌ ηυЌвєя σƒ ѕтσηєѕ → α Мυg ιѕ α gιƒт σηє ѕιzє ƒιт αℓℓ ιт ¢αη вє gιΜєη ιη αηу σ¢¢αѕιση ѕσ ι αЌ ѕєη∂ уσυ тМιѕ Мυg тσ тєℓℓ уσυ ι ℓσΜє уσυ. → ωМєη υ ƒα¢є ¢Мσι¢єѕ  נυѕт тσѕѕ α ¢σιη.. ησт נυѕт вє¢αυѕє ιт ѕєттℓєѕ тМє qυєѕтιση, вυт ωМιℓє тМє ¢σιη ιѕ ιη αιя, υ ωιℓℓ кησω ωМαт υя Мєαят ιѕ Мσριηg ƒσя !!! → тМє ℓσΜєℓιєѕт ∂αу ¢σЌєѕ ωМєη уσυ ωαкє υρ αη∂ ƒιη∂ тМαт ℓσΜє ѕтιℓℓ ¢σℓσяѕ уσυя ωσяℓ∂ тМяυ ρєσρℓє ωМσ тяυℓу ¢αяє αη∂ ηєΜєя ƒαιℓ тσ яєЌєЌвєя уσυ. → тМєяє ιѕ αℓωαуѕ α яєαѕση 4 єΜєяутМιηg α яєαѕση 2 ℓιΜє 2 ∂ιє 2 ¢яу, вυт ιƒ υ ¢αηᅵт ƒιη∂ α яєαѕση тσ ѕЌιℓє ¢αη ι вє тМє яєαѕση 4 α ωМιℓє:) → ℓιƒє + ℓσΜє = Мαρρу ℓιƒє – ℓσΜє = ѕα∂ α∂∂ιηg αвσΜє 2, ℓιƒє + ℓσΜє = Мαρρу ℓιƒє – ℓσΜє = ѕα∂ ——————– 2ℓιƒє = Мαρρу + ѕα∂ ѕσ, ℓιƒє = 1/2Мαρρу + 1/2ѕα∂ → ι ѕЌιℓє αт ωМσЌ ι ℓιкє; ι ¢яу 4 ωМσЌ ι ¢αяє; ι ѕМαяє ωιтМ ωМσЌ ι ℓσΜє; ι ℓαυgÐœ ωιтМ ωМσЌ ι єηנσу; ι ѕєη∂ ѕЌѕ σηℓу 2 тМσѕє ωМσЌ ι ηєΜєя ωαηт 2 ℓσѕє → яєαℓιzє тМιηgѕ вєƒσяє ιт’ѕ тσσ ℓαтє. α¢¢єρт тМιηgѕ тМαη ∂єℓαу тМєЌ. ℓσΜє ρєσρℓє вєƒσяє уσυ ℓσѕє тМєЌ. ℓιƒє נυѕт ¢σЌєѕ ση¢є. ℓσΜє ιт ωМιℓє уσυ ℓιΜє ιт. → ι ∂є¢ι∂є∂ тσ ѕєη∂ уσυ тМє ¢υтєѕт αη∂ ѕωєєтєѕт gιƒт σƒ тМє ωσяℓ∂. вυт тМє ρσѕтЌαη ѕМσυтє∂ αт Ќє ѕαуιηg, gєт συт σƒ тМє ρσѕт вσχ. → ℓιƒє ωιтМσυт ℓσΜє ιѕ ℓιкє α ƒяυιтℓєѕѕ тяєє, вυт ℓιƒє ωιтМσυт ƒяιєη∂ѕ ιѕ ℓιкє яσσтℓєѕѕ тяєє. тяєє ¢αη ℓιΜє ωιтМσυт ƒяυιт вυт ησт ωιтМσυт яσσт! → ¢αяяу α Мєαят тМαт ηєΜєя Мαтєѕ, ¢αяяу α ѕЌιℓє тМαт ηєΜєя ƒα∂єѕ, ¢αяяу α тσυ¢М тМαт ηєΜєя Мυятѕ, αη∂ αℓωαуѕ ¢αяяу α яєℓαтισηѕМιρ тМαт ηєΜєя вяєαкѕ. → αѕ ρяє¢ισυѕ αѕ υ я тσ Ќє, αѕ ρяє¢ισυѕ ησ σηє ¢αη єΜєя вє, ι кησω ƒяιєη∂ѕ я Мαя∂ тσ ¢Мσσѕє, вυт υ я α ƒяιєη∂ ι ηєΜєя ωαηт тσ ℓσѕє. → Ќσηєу ѕαуѕ єαяη Ќє ℓσт, тιЌє ѕαуѕ ρℓαη Ќє ℓσт, ƒℓσωєя ѕαуѕ ℓσΜє Ќє ℓσт, ѕтυ∂у ѕαуѕ ℓєαяη Ќє ℓσт, ѕЌѕ ѕαуѕ ѕєη∂ Ќє ℓσт, αη∂ ℓ ѕαу яєЌєЌвєя Ќє ℓσт. → υ ωαηт αη∂ υ gєт υ ωαηт αη∂ υ gєт тМαт ιѕ ℓυ¢к, υ ωαηт αη∂ υ ωαιт тМαт ιѕ тιЌє, υ ωαηт вυт υ ¢σЌρяσЌιѕє тМαт ιѕ ℓιƒє → ЌєЌσяιєѕ МαΜє тМєιя ѕтяαηgє ωαуѕ. тМєу ℓєαΜє уσυ αℓσηє. ωМєη уσυ αяє ιη α ¢яσω∂. вυт ωМєη уσυ αяє αℓσηє. тМєу ѕтαη∂ αяσυη∂ уσυ ℓιкє α ¢яσω∂. → ιƒ υя α ¢Мσ¢σℓαтє υя тМє ѕωєєтєѕт, ιƒ υя α тє∂∂у вєαя υя тМє Ќσѕт Мυggαвℓє, ιƒ υ αяє α ѕтαя υ я тМє вяιgМтєѕт, αη∂ ѕιη¢є υ я Ќу ᅵƒяιєη∂ᅵ υ я тМє ᅵвєѕтᅵ! → яσѕє ιѕ ƒαЌσυѕ 4 gяα¢є  α∂Μσ¢αтє ιѕ ƒαЌσυѕ 4 Мιѕ ¢αѕє  Мσяѕєѕ я ƒαЌσυѕ 4 яα¢є  вυт υ я ƒαЌσυѕ 4 ѕЌιℓє ση υя ƒα¢є ! МαΜє α ηι¢є ∂αу → “ι тяυѕт уσυ” ιѕ α вєттєя ¢σЌρℓιЌєηт тМαη “ι ℓσΜє уσυ” вє¢αυѕє уσυ Ќαу ησт αℓωαуѕ тяυѕт тМє ρєяѕση уσυ ℓσΜє вυт уσυ ¢αη αℓωαуѕ ℓσΜє тМє ρєяѕση уσυ тяυѕт. → ι ωαηηα кєєρ3 тМιηgѕ: . . тМє ѕυη тМє Ќσση & Ќу ƒяιєη∂ѕ ѕυη 4 ∂αутιЌє Ќσση ƒσя ηιgМт тιЌє &αЌρ; υ.Ќу ∂єαя ƒяιєη∂ 4 ℓιƒєтιЌє → ιƒ уσυ ℓσΜє ѕσЌєтМιηg, ℓєт ιт gσ. ιƒ ιт ¢σЌєѕ вα¢к тσ уσυ, ιтѕ уσυяѕ ƒσяєΜєя. ιƒ ιт ∂σєѕη’т, тМєη ιт ωαѕ ηєΜєя Ќєαηт тσ вє. → ωМєη α Ќєѕѕαgє ιѕ ѕєηт ƒяσЌ α ∂ιѕтαη¢є, уσυ ¢αη’т ѕєє тМє ƒα¢єѕ, уσυ ¢αη’т ѕєє тМє ѕЌιℓєѕ, вυт уσυ ¢αη ѕєє тМє ¢αяє тМαт тяυℓу ¢σЌєѕ ƒяσЌ Мєαят ! → ∂ση’т ℓєт ѕσЌєσηє вє¢σЌє уσυя єΜєяутМιηg, вє¢αυѕє ωМєη тМєу’яє gσηє уσυ МαΜє ησтМιηg! → ѕρєαкιηg ωιтМσυт єgσѕ, ℓσΜιηg ωιтМσυт ιηтєηтισηѕ, ¢αяιηg ωιтМσυт єχρє¢тαтισηѕ &αЌρ; ρяαуιηg ωιтМσυт ѕєℓƒιѕМηєѕѕ, ιѕ тМє ѕιgη σƒ “тяυє яєℓαтιση”. → яєℓαтισηѕМιρ яєqυιяєѕ ℓιттℓє єƒƒσятѕ   .. єΜєη ωМєη ƒяιєη∂ѕ αяє вυѕу ωιтМ тМєιя σωη ℓιΜєѕ, α ѕιЌρℓє ѕЌѕ яєЌιη∂ѕ єα¢М σтМєя тМαт  . “υ я ησт ƒσяgσттєη” → вє ¢ℓσѕє ωιтМ ѕσЌєσηє ωМσ Ќαкєѕ уσυ Мαρρу ! вυт вє Ќυ¢М ¢ℓσѕєя тσ тМαт ρєяѕση ωМσ ¢αη’т вє Мαρρу ωιтМσυт уσυ ! → ѕσσσσσσ . ѕιЌρℓє вυт ѕσ αттяα¢тιΜє. ѕσ.. єηℓιgМтηιηg вυт ѕσ ¢σσℓ. ѕσ ЌσΜιηg вυт ѕσ ѕтιℓℓ. ѕσ  qυιтє вυт ѕσ ρσρυℓαя. ѕσ яσЌαηтι¢ вυт ѕтιℓℓ ѕιηgℓє. ιт’ѕ тМє тяαgє∂у σƒ Ќσση:-
I miss my papa ✹ I really wish I didn't poison him
‘Seeing Red (The First Day of School)’ by Zenryhao Everyone loves the first day of school, right? New year, new classes, new friends. I like the first day of school for a different reason, though. You see, I have a sort of power. When I look at people, I can
sense a sort of aura around them. A colour outline based on how long that person has to live. Most everyone I meet around my age is surrounded by a solid green hue, which means they have plenty of time left. A fair amount of them have a yellow orange tinge to their auras, which tends to mean a disease or fire; some tragedy. Anything that takes people “before their time” as they say. The real fun is when the auras venture into the red end of the spectrum, though. Every now and again I’ll see someone who’s basically a stoplight. Those are the ones who get in a car crash, or even a victim of crime. It’s such a rush to see them and know their time is numbered. With that in mind, I always get to class very early so I can scout out my classmates’ fates. The first kid who came in was basically radiating red. I tsk tsk tsk. Huh. But as people kept walking in, they all had the same intense red glow. I finally caught a glimpse of my own fading reflection in the window, but I was too stunned to move. Our professor stepped in and locked the door, his aura a sickening shade of green...
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Nobody wants to go near me anymore. r/shortscarystories Nobody wants to go near me anymore. People used to like me, they'd sit next to me on a park bench, they'd smile when they saw me, they were completely comfortable bringing their girlfriends and kids around me. Not anymore. Not since that awful murd*r. Now they cross the street to avoid me, and if they do look at me, it's only with a look of disgust. I wish I could tell them all how sorry I was. Sure, nobody blames me. It's not my fault. They know it wasn't my fault. But now, they can't stand to even glance my way. I'm so lonely. God, what I wouldn't give to have someone sit down for lunch with me. I took the little things like that for granted for so long. I had to watch him dıe. They hung him, and left before he was even deጀd. I was the one that saw the lífe leave his eyes, saw the paın and desperation on his face, and I couldn't do a thing to help him. Those terrified eyes will haunt me for the rest of my lífe. I wanted nothing more than to reach out and save him, point the police to the hangers, and see those awful men put in jail for the rest of their lives. But I couldn't. I'll never be able to. I can't control where my branches bend, and my leaves can only rustle and whisper in the wind.
‘Crying isn’t going to help’ by HonestRage I'm a murder the one who killed my wife. He's just blubbering, perhaps a way of pleading, for his life... Perhaps if he spoke to me to reason, it might've ended differently. Perhaps I might've spared instead of murder if he only could talk out of it. But that was obviously not going to happen. After all, he was only just born moments ago.
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝐫𝐞𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: :š ·.· š: ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ `· . ꔫ To all the people who had a rough day, week or month, remember to focus on what you can control, you are enough and you deserve all your desires♡
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r/shortscarystories 5 days ago DottedWriter My Former Highschool Bully Apologized To Me Today I stared at her as she sobbed on her knees "Alice, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry for everything! I'm sorry for every horrible thing I've done to you!" Sophia said as she wept in front of me. I just stared at her as she continued to sob over all of the things she had done to me. She would directly insult or make demeaning JOKeS about me, spread n͟asty rumours about me, manipulate my friends against me, şteal a guy I had a crush on, make horrible posts about me on social media, and even manipulate some guys into doing things like jum͜pingÌš me. She did everything if it meant I suffered in the end. I tried to tell my teachers about this, but they just turned a deaf ear, and I didn’t even bother talking to my parents about it, they were more focussed on their jobs than me. And even then, if Sophia found out I snitched, that would result in an extra beating from her and her cronies. She was behind all of my sufferıng, enjoyed the despair on my face, she enjoyed how much ab*se she inflected on me. So you could only imagine my surprise when she approached me one day and started to apologise tearfully to me As she continued to cry, my eyes started to spark with anger, anger that I had suppressed inside me for the past 5 years after highschool . I had no one to turn to for support, absolutely no one. And she dared to spew her little crocodile tears right in front of me. I had enough of it. I floated around my grave until I was behind her, I stared at her for a long minute, before I plunged my hand into her chest. She tensed up, and some of her bÄŸood splattered onto my grave. I dug through her organs before I found what I was looking for. Her heart. It was still beating as she collapsed to the ground, her hands clutching at the wound at a desperate attempt to cover the bleeding. She coughed out błoođ, and wheezed as she continue to bleed out. I stared at how pathetic and pitiful she looked now. I stared at her as a twisted, evil, and satisfied grin crept onto my face .
The Lights When I was young, I used to sleep in my mother's bed a lot due to the nightmares I frequently had as a kid. I could always find peace under the covers of my mom's bed but I now realize the actual comfort had come from the lights. Though still foggy in my memory, there had always been a pair of two lights somewhere near the ceiling of my moms room; I never thought much of them, at least nothing bad of course, they were comforting, soothing, warm. I began depending on these lights, so much that when there didn't show (only on rare occasions), I couldn't help feeling distraught and never got a good sleep. I never investigated the lights, perhaps if I had I wouldn't be in the situation I am now. Eventually I got older and gradually stopped sleeping in my mom's room. The nightmares stopped and I had relatively forgotten about the lights, until last night. Stumbling to bed around midnight after a long night of studies, I couldn't wait to just hit the bed and sleep; I didn't get much, after all. Tormented by visions I hadn't had in a long time left me paralyzed and covered in sweat when I awoke. Somewhat relieved to be back to my world I was confronted with with a fond memory brought up through a familiar feeling. It took a few moments to notice the two solid lights and by now my eyes had begun to adjust to the darkness. Adrenaline surged through my body as I gripped the sides of my bed. As my eyes adjusted, I noticed something I hadn't through the foggy memories. They weren't lights; they were glowing red eyes. I began to wonder if this was another part of a nightmare, It had to be. Deep down I knew it wasn't, this was all too real. Through lost hope and fear for the unknown a grabbed the closest thing i could, a gift from my mother on my birthday a few years ago, a snow globe from our Denver ski trip. Playing baseball at school I developed a pretty efficient throwing arm. Launching it across the room with my pitching arm the eyes went dark followed by a thump on the floor in front of my bed. Turning on the lights left a pang of guilt in my stomach, why was that so easy. Seeing the creature for the first time up close and knowing it had been around here since I was a kid brought bile up my throat. Its limbs were half as thick than an average humans and where it's skin should have been was a substance unknown to me, dark and leathery but looked as though you could stick your hand right through it, recently punctured with shards of glass. What happened next led me to believe the theory I came up with, as soon as I turned on the lights, was true. This creature wasn't my enemy; nor was it just a neutral visitor. That's when it began, the trampling creaks on the stairs, windows smashing, and above all the worst part was the grotesque shrieks and howls. I knew what I had done tonight was the worst and probably last mistake of my life. Somewhere down the hall my sister screamed. The creature, the one I had killed, had been my protection.
Mothers Illness My mother had fallen ill. She had what my dad did, at least thats what it looked like Everyone cried. I asked if we could take her to the doctor, but we cant afford it My older sister took time off college to take care of her, but we knew how it would end Mother would die like father did Two months later she did After the funeral the cops started to snooping around They questioned me first; they wanted to know what l knew: They threatened me, saying I could be charged as an adult because I was almost seventeen. I cried and said I loved my parents They took my finger prints and let me go. My sister was next They never let her go. They said she poisoned my parents for the life insurance policy she took out on them. My three younger siblings and i couldnt believe it My sister never admitted to the crime, but everyone said she was guilty. That is what it looked like. • The hardest part of it all was getting my sisters figure prints on the poison. Faking her identity to take out the insurance policies was easy Soon Id be going to a new home, with new parents. Its time to start planning my next game.
WIFE "Honey, I'm home!" I yelled, seeing my wife sitting at the dinner table already. "Nice to see you." her voice shook, a plastic smile stuck on her face. "It was a long day at work. Hey, do you mind maybe checking out upstairs? I saw your clothes strewn around...' I shrug, and start to eat dinner. "Of course!" A fuller, bigger smile. She races upstairs, and I continue eating. escarysories It's been quite a while, does it really take that long to put away clothes? So I tiptoe upstairs, and hear panicked whispering. *9111 Yes okay, this man thinks I'm his wife and.. ohmygod he's coming! My address j.* "What's going on, honey?" She screams as I impale the knife into her chest.
Pierwszy dzień w szkole Autor: BradDracV Źródło: First Day of School Tłumaczenie: Puck Norris Rosie szarpała zamkiem jej plecaka w kwiatki, czekając na autobus, który miał ją zabrać do szkoły. Stojący za nią rodzice byli równie nerwowi jak ona, próbowali jednak tego po sobie nie okazywać. Chcieli, ÅŒeby pierwszy dzień w szkole Rosie był dla niej nowym przeÅŒyciem pełnym ekscytacji, a nie obaw. Mogli ją zaprowadzić do szkoły osobiście, nie mieszkali od niej daleko, ale chcieli, ÅŒeby jej urocza córka mogła zawrzeć nowe przyjaźnie i poznać innych ludzi. Zresztą, jasny, Ōółty autobus zatrzymał się przed ich domem jeszcze zanim zdÄ…ÅŒyli zmienić zdanie. Co dziwne, autobus był pusty. To tylko sprawiło, ÅŒe niepokój rodziny jeszcze bardziej urósł. Po zbiorowym uścisku i wielu pocałunkach wymienionych z mamą i tatą, Rosie wsiadła do pojazdu i zajęła miejsce z przodu. Pulchny kierowca pomachał jej rodzicom, praktycznie nie patrząc w ich kierunku. Drzwi zapiszczały i zamknęły się za ich małym skarbem. Mama uroniła małą łzę, obserwując razem z tatą jak autobus znika za zakrętem na końcu ulicy. "Będzie się dzisiaj świetnie bawiła." tata pocieszył mamę całusem w czoło. "Wiem" zgodziła się mama, nie brzmiąc zbyt przekonywująco. "Idę wziąć prysznic" powiedziała i skierowała się do domu. Kiedy tylko tata wszedł za nią do środka, zaskoczony usłyszał głośne trąbienie. Poczuł, ÅŒe ÅŒołądek podchodzi mu do gardła, gdy tylko się odwrócił i zobaczył inny autobus, wypełniony szczęśliwymi uczniami i stojący na jego podjeździe. Szerokie drzwi rozwarły się. "Dzień dobry, panie Thomas" powiedział starszy kierowca o miłym uśmiechu kochającej babci. "Czy Rosie jest gotowa na swój pierwszy dzień?"
A girl in my class is Autistic We were playing volleyball in P.E one day and she wanted to serve. Everyone cheered for her even though the ball barely rose above her head My classmates' kindness GMH. Jan 4, 2015 at 11:00am by Anonymous
𝓐𝓯𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓶𝓪𝓜𝓲𝓞𝓷𝓌 à»’ê’°àŸ€àœ²ã£Ë• -ïœ¡ê’±àŸ€àœ²à§§ ✮ - Im truly true beauty! ✮ - Everyone thinks im perfect, and I am! ✮- The compliments I get are endless! ✮ - I attract postivity and can get people immediately attached to me! ✮ - Im usually the one who starts trends! ✮ - I have a skinny tall b0dy! *Please remember weight does NOT matter!! ✮ - Everyone trips as soon as they see me! ✮ - Im the quote “beauty and brawns” ✮ - I have always had perfect grades! ✮ - Im me and your you! ✮ - they way everybody falls for me as soon as they see me is concerning! ✮ - I know im better than all these people but I stay humble for their own sake! ✮ - I have the perfect positve mindset! ✮ - Im very beautiful
 Its amazing! ✮ - Everyone wants to be me or be with me! ✮ - My energy enters before I even enter the room! ✮ - My posture is perfect always! ✮ - You’ll never catch me with bad posture! ✮ - I don’t care about my haters, their obsessed anyways! ✮ - My life revoles around me only! *ˢˡᵃʞ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʞ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵍᵉᵗ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗʞ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖ ᵇʞᵉ♥
◌ 🌟 ⠀ׅ⠀⠀ׁ⠀ New week — start fresh ◌ 💭 ⠀ׅ⠀⠀ׁ⠀ New mindset — think positively ◌ 🌞 ⠀ׅ⠀⠀ׁ⠀ New opportunities — be grateful ◌ 🫧 ⠀ׅ⠀⠀ׁ⠀ New possibilities — be optimistic ◌ 🩰 ⠀ׅ⠀⠀ׁ⠀ New attitude — be kind, be loving
WHISPERS @scarystoriesargh My best friend confided in me one day about one of her worries. She told me about how, in the middle of the night, she would keep hearing whispers in her bedroom. These whispers would repeat the same number over and over, but each night the number would become one lower. A few weeks later, on a Tuesday my friend told me that the numbers were getting lower and lower. It was due to be the number seven that night. My friend had no idea what those whispers were counting down to, but she told of how anxious she had been feeling ever since the whispers started several months ago. It's Wednesday today. My friend isn't in school. She didn't tell me that she was going to be absent. And then I realise. Last night, the voices would have been whispering the number Zero..
morning routine as a teenage girl àŒ‰â€§â‚ŠËšâœ§ ⎯⎯ à­š à­§ ⎯⎯ à­šà­§ . wake up at 6:30am. à­šà­§ . drink some water! à­šà­§ . go and feed my downstairs neighbor’s cat. ♡ à­šà­§ . brush my teeth. à­šà­§ . do my skin care (cleanser , toner , serum , eye cream , moisturiser , sunscreen ) à­šà­§ . make my mum’s bed & my bed. à­šà­§ . straighten up my room a bit! à­šà­§ . do my makeup. à­šà­§ . get dressed. à­šà­§ . style my hair! à­šà­§ . get backpack together. à­šà­§ . deodorant , lotion , perfume. à­šà­§ . out the door , time for school
Ꭼᵛᵃ ᶠᵉᵛᵉʳ ⁜ᵇⁱᵍ ˢʰᵒᵗ  ᵇᵘᵗ ᶠʳᵒᵐ Ꭼᵛᵃ ᵖᵒᵛ ⁱⁿ ᵉᵛᵉⁿᵗˢ ⁜Ꭼˡˢᵒ ᵍⁱᵛⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵘⁿⁿᵃᵐᵉᵈ ᵛᵒˡˡᵉʞᵇᵃˡˡ ᵖˡᵃʞᵉʳˢ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ⁿᵃᵐᵉˢ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ Ꮅ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ; Ꮅ'ᵐ ⁿᵃᵐⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇˡᵒⁿᵈⁱᵉ ᵍⁱʳˡ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇʳᵃⁱᵈ Ꮁᵛⁱᵉ ʷʰᵒᵐ Ꭼᵛᵃ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈʞ ⁿᵒˢᵉ ᵗᵒ➎ ᵃⁿᵈ Ꮅ'Ë¡Ë¡ ᶜᵃˡˡ Ꭼᵛᵃ'Ë¢ ᵗᵉᵃᵐᵐᵃᵗᵉ Ꮊᵃᵗᵃˡⁱᵉ  Ꮅ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ˢᵖᵒʳᵗˢ➎ ᵃⁿᵈ Ꮅ'ᵐ ᵐᵒˢᵗˡʞ ⁱⁿᵛᵒˡᵛᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵛᵒˡˡᵉʞᵇᵃˡˡ‧ Ꮉʞ ⁿᵃᵐᵉ ⁱˢ Ꭼᵛᵃ Ꮊᵃᵛᵃʳʳᵒ ᵃⁿᵈ Ꮅ'ᵐ ᵖˡᵃʞⁱⁿᵍ ʷⁱᵗʰ Ꮊᵃᵗᵃˡⁱᵉ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿˢᵗ Ꮁᵛⁱᵉ‧ ᔆᵒᵐᵉ ᵍᵘʞ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈˢ ᶜᵃˡˡᵉᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵍⁱʳˡˢ ᵒᵛᵉʳ➎ ᵇᵘᵗ Ꮅ ᶠᵒᶜᵘˢ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵃᵐᵉ‧ Ꮅ ʳᵘⁿ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵃˡˡ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱᵗ ⁱᵗ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵒⁿ Ꮁᵛⁱᵉ‧ ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ'Ë¢ ᵃⁿ ᵃᵘᵈⁱᵇˡᵉ ᵍᵃˢᵖ➎ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃ ᵍⁱʳˡ ˢᵃⁱᵈ 'ʰᵉʳ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ ⁱˢ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ᵇᵉ ᵇᵘˢᵗᵉᵈ' ᵃˢ Ꮅ ˢᵃʷ ʰᵉʳ ⁿᵒˢᵉ ᵇˡᵉᵉᵈ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗ ᵉⁿᵈᵉᵈ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉᶠ ᵇˡᵉʷ ᵗʰᵉ ʷʰⁱˢᵗˡᵉ‧ 'ᵂʰᵃᵗ? Ꭼʳᵉ ʞᵒᵘ ᵏⁱᵈᵈⁱⁿᵍ? Ꮅᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᶜˡᵉᵃⁿ!' ᵀʰᵉ ʳᵉᶠ ᵗᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ Ꮅ ʷᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ ʞᵉᵗ‧ 'ᎎᵉʞ; Ꮅ'ᵐ ᵗᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ʞᵒᵘ!' 'ʞᵒᵘ ᵗᵒᵘᶜʰ ᵐʞ ᶜʰᵃⁱʳ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ Ꮊᵃᵛᵃʳʳᵒ ᵃⁿᵈ ʞᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ!' ᔆᵒ Ꮅ ᵍʳᵃᵇᵇᵉᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ˢᵃⁿᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰʳᵉʷ ⁱᵗ ᵃᵗ ʰⁱᵐ➎ ᵒⁿᶜᵉ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ ᵐᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵖᵉᶜᵗᵃᵗᵒʳˢ ᵍᵃˢᵖ‧ 'Ꮅ ᵃᵐ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ!' Ꮅ ˢᵃⁱᵈ➎ ʷᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃʷᵃʞ‧ Ꮊᵃᵗᵃˡⁱᵉ'Ë¢ ᵍⁱᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒˡᵈ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈᵉʳ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵛᵒˡˡᵉʞᵇᵃˡˡ ᵖˡᵃʞᵉʳˢ ˢᵉᵉᵐ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵉᵗ ᵐʞ ᵉˣⁱˢᵗᵉⁿᶜᵉ➎ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵐʞ ᵐᵒᵐ ˢᵖᵒᵏᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵃ ᶜᵒᵃᶜʰ ᵃᵗ ᵃⁿ ᵃˡˡ ᵍⁱʳˡˢ ˢᶜʰᵒᵒˡ‧ ᎎᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵘʞ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈˢ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉ ᵐᵘˢᵗ'ᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ Ꮅ'ᵈ ᵇᵉ ᵃ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᶠⁱᵗ‧ Ꮊᵒʷ Ꮅ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ʳᵉᶜʳᵘⁱᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵂᵉˢᵗᵇʳᵒᵒᵏ ᵖˡᵃʞⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵇᵃˢᵏᵉᵗᵇᵃˡˡ ᵗᵉᵃᵐ‧
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✩:*•.───── ❁ ❁ ─────.•*:✩ ♡ "𝑈𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑀𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑊𝑜𝑢 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑊 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡." ♡. ✩:*•.───── ❁ ❁ ─────.•*:✩
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⊹ 𓂃 ☁ ⊹ 𓂃 ⊹ 𓂃 🀍 ⊹ 𓂃 ☁ ⊹ 𓂃 ⊹ my aura is pure my aura is free of negativity my aura is pink and pretty ⊹ 𓂃 ☁ ⊹ 𓂃 ⊹ 𓂃 🀍 ⊹ 𓂃 ☁ ⊹ 𓂃 ⊹
☆𓏲▩⃠⃝⃭⃕💚𓏲☆𓏲▩⃠⃝⃭⃕💚 ╲\╭┓🊢 ꊿ ➌ ➜➹⁀➷🊢 ꊿ🊢 ꊿ🊢 ꊿ 💚🍃 ╰⇢⇢╮ 💚🍃 ╭⇠⇠╯ 💚🍃 ╰💚🍃 ▂▂▂▂▂▂ ▕▔▔▔▔▔▕ ▕┈╭╮╭╮▕▂▂ ▕┈╰╭╮╯▕┈▕ ▕┈╭╰╯╮▕┈╱ ▕┈╰╯╰╯▕╱ ▕┈╭╮╭╮▕ ▕┈╰╭╮╯▕ ▕┈╭╰╯╮▕ ▕┈╰╯╰╯▕ ╲▂▂▂▂╱ ☆𓏲▩⃠⃝⃭⃕💚𓏲☆𓏲▩⃠⃝⃭⃕💚 ╲\╭┓🊢 ꊿ8 ➌ ➜➹⁀➷🊢 ꊿ🊢 ꊿ🊢 ꊿ
.✧: ✧: ✧: ✧: ✧✧. ♡    ✩ ✧ ✩    ♡ ♡   * ∧_∧ ⊹ ∧_∧*  ♡ ♡  '. (ω)(ω) ' ♡ ♡  '| ぀♡ず |'   ♡ ♡  '°'    ♡
⭐⃀☁⃀ 🍪⃀ 🥟⃀ 🍜⃀ 🥞⃀ 🌺⃀ 🐬⃀ 🐇⃀ 🧀⃀ 🥡⃀ 👑⃀ 💕⃀ 🍭⃀ 🍡⃀ 🌞⃀ 🐚⃀ 🥥⃀ 🐮⃀
˚     . ✧   ˚     .     ˚     .   ˚     Self Affirmations ୭ৎ 𓍯𓂃 ⭒ 𓍯𓂃 ⭒ 𓍯𓂃 ⭒ 𓍯𓂃 ⭒ 𓍯𓂃 ᰔ i am so pretty and i love myself so much ᰔ i love my body and all it does for me ᰔ i feel confident and at peace with myself ᰔ i am so full of love because i am love ᰔ i will not stress over things i cannot control ᰔ i am a cutie living in my own silly world ᰔ i radiate confidence and positive energy ᰔ i attract so so many good things ᰔ i have kind and positive people in my life ᰔ my aura is pure, sweet and so pretty     ˚ . ✧   ˚
ᏂᎥ!, 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘵𝘰 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝙮𝙀𝙪𝙧 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚!!
𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓌𝓮𝓜🌷 I honestly dont care about what others think of me, my life revolves around me, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒆 ˚ àŒ˜ ೀ⋆˚𓍢֎໋🌷͙֒
💕⃝🕊🥀 💕⃝🕊🥀
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🍭𝕀𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕀𝕚𝕚𝕣𝕝🍭
𝒹𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒟𝒹𝑒𝒶 ðŸ§žàŸ€àœ²: let’s both wear cute pyjamas, bake heart- shaped cookies together and then fall asleep with a pink fluffy blanket on us
🊷⛓ *+:.𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝖙𝖔𝖔𝖙𝖍.:+*🧁🍎
᎟ᵃᵈʳᵉ ⁿᵘᵉˢᵗʳᵒ➎ ᑫᵘᵉ ᵉˢᵗᵃ́ˢ ᵉⁿ ᵉˡ ᶜⁱᵉˡᵒ‧ ᔆᵃⁿᵗⁱᶠⁱᶜᵃᵈᵒ ˢᵉᵃ ᵗᵘ ⁿᵒᵐᵇʳᵉ‧ ⱜᵉⁿᵍᵃ ᵗᵘ ʳᵉⁱⁿᵒ‧ ᎎᵃ́ᵍᵃˢᵉ ᵗᵘ ᵛᵒˡᵘⁿᵗᵃᵈ ᵉⁿ ˡᵃ ᵗⁱᵉʳʳᵃ ᶜᵒᵐᵒ ᵉⁿ ᵉˡ ᶜⁱᵉˡᵒ‧ Ꮀᵃⁿᵒˢ Ê°áµ’Êž ⁿᵘᵉˢᵗʳᵒ ᵖᵃⁿ ᵈᵉ ᶜᵃᵈᵃ ᵈⁱ́ᵃ‧ ᎟ᵉʳᵈᵒⁿᵃ ⁿᵘᵉˢᵗʳᵃˢ ᵒᶠᵉⁿˢᵃˢ➎ ᶜᵒᵐᵒ ᵗᵃᵐᵇⁱᵉ́ⁿ ⁿᵒˢᵒᵗʳᵒˢ ᵖᵉʳᵈᵒⁿᵃᵐᵒˢ ᵃ ˡᵒˢ ᑫᵘᵉ ⁿᵒˢ ᵒᶠᵉⁿᵈᵉⁿ‧ Ꮊᵒ ⁿᵒˢ ᵈᵉʲᵉˢ ᶜᵃᵉʳ ᵉⁿ ᵗᵉⁿᵗᵃᶜⁱᵒ́ⁿ Êž ˡⁱ́ᵇʳᵃⁿᵒˢ ᵈᵉˡ ᵐᵃˡ‧ Ꭼᵐᵉ́ⁿ‧
.   。 L      。 O       。 V      。 E   
💧 💚 💧 💚 💧 💚 💧 💚 💧
εїз ₊˚ 💛🌞 & 💛🌞˚ ₊εїз
I Want to Help It was a beautiful morning when I woke up, the sun shining through and the wildlife up and about. I went for my morning stroll, taking my usual route. I stopped by the surface of the water, when I saw the most peculiar thing: a little girl
 In there. Couldn’t she breathe? Why didn’t she come out? Panicking, I reached out and grabbed her arms, yanking her out of it and holding her close to me. She started to scream, but then seemed to be choking. I tried to calm her down. “Shh
 Everything is fine, little one, I saved you! Relax! Breathe in!” But she wouldn’t. And soon, despite all my efforts, she went limp. Not again! I couldn’t understand. I had taken her out of that horrible, disgusting air, and into the safety of the water. What had I done wrong this time? Maybe my tentacles frighten them. Maybe I wasn’t gentle enough. Human children are so unpredictable. I’ll save one for real next time, I swear.
My family Story by Pansyk I died eight years ago. It wasn’t particularly tragic. Or unusual. Just a car accident. I don’t blame the man who hit me. He was speeding because his wife was in labor, and there was black ice on the road. He lost control of the car and I lost my life. It's not his fault. I know that. I’m not cruel. I am not vengeful. If anything, I’m the opposite.. ↓Keep reading ↓ 31ST OCT 2020 u/Pansyk I don’t blame the man who hit me. He was speeding because his wi҉fé was in labour, and lost control of the car and I lost my lįfe. It's not his fault. I am not vengeful. I’m the opposite. You see, I don’t have any family left and I had lost my few friends around that time. When it was time for my funeral, the only people who came was my boss and the family of the man who kılled me. The wi҉fé held her newborn daughter Lily close to her. I hated my boss, and the cemetery was awfully lonely, so I followed the family home. Lily may as well have been my own flesh and bÄŸood. She was sweet, and bright, and oh so very small. She had trouble sleeping if someone wasn’t rocking her crib and her parents were so tired. After they put her to bed, it was easy for me to rock her crib for her. I didn’t get tired. I could help her. As the years passed, Jack and Lori realised that they weren’t alone in the house. It didn’t take long from there to make a connection between my funeral and when I had showed up. And I’d never been malevolent, so they weren’t afraid or angry. They started to burn candles on the anniversary of my dEath day. They left an empty chair for meals and holidays. I really felt like
 A member of the family. Someone is trying to force the door. Its Lori’s ex. He’s obsessive. He’s angry. He’s going to hur͘t the family. My family. The thing about ghosts, is that the more offerings you get, the stronger you become. Id been enjoying candles, trinkets, and even the occasional food item for the past five years. I was strong from that. The kn1fe feels warm in my hand. A shock of heat against the ice of my skin. Lori, Jack, and Lily are my family. I care about them. And they’re not gonna join me yet.
The End “The End is nigh” “Agency Officials: Spend this time with your loved ones” “Citizens prepare for the Inevitable” The newspapers were all the same. His mother whisked him away from the news stand and into her arms, but not before he read the last headline. “The Invasion: What could We have done?” “Mommy, what’s happening?” he whispered. She pressed his warm, chubby hand to her wet cheek and let out a quiet sob. “The humans. They found us.”
1 day ago u/Sticky_Cheetos He handed me a box and said, “If you press this button, you get $100,000, but it takes one year off of your lįfe.” I pressed it once, and everything went dark̵.
Candies, BY: sudhanvaah Isn't it sad how these days you can't even give a kid a candy without drawing accusatory glares as if you were a creep? Well, I decided not to care about the glares. The joy of knowing that I just made a kid's day is worth getting glared at. Sometimes parents smile and ask the kid to say thanks. But most times, they say "No thank you" and return the candies to me and walk on. I say to them, "I'll eat them" and proceed to eat one of them to show they aren't poisoned or anything. Some apologise and accept the candies, some walk on. I offered a candy to a young boy of 4 or 5 today. His mother said in a cold voice, "Stay away from my son." As per my routine, I ate the candy in front of her. A minute later I realised as the poison spread through my body that I'd forgotten to take the antidote this morning. @scarystorieswoah
r/TwoSentenceHorror 26 days ago Prestigious_Salad_85 I screamed in excitement as I received an email stating that my application was accepted. The rest of my family cried out in despair knowing they weren’t selected to board the last ship leaving our dying planet behind.
𝓫𝓟𝓌 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐥 𝓌𝓵𝓲𝓹 𝓞𝓯 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓶𝓲𝓌𝓌𝓲𝓞𝓷 𝐍𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐥, 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐰 & 𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝓒𝓵𝓪𝓌𝓌 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝓡𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓌𝓌 𝓌𝓲𝓰𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓟𝓹 𝓯𝓞𝓻 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛 𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 -𝓲𝓷 𝓭𝓮𝓜𝓮𝓷𝓜𝓲𝓞𝓷
school 👩‍💌✏📈🧠🎀 ❥ folder (one per class) ❥ planner ❥ lined paper ❥ pencil pouch (contains mechanical pencils, pens, & eraser) ❥ laptop & charger ❥ earbuds ❥ snacks ❥ 32 oz water bottle ❥ advil ❥ feminine products ❥ lip gloss ❥ wallet ❥ a book ❥ travel size body spray
⋆ ˚⋆୚୧˚ 𝑀𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑡 ˚୚୧⋆˚ ⋆ daily affirmations ˙ᵕ˙ ❀ i won’t be so hard on myself ❀ i belong here ❀ i am worthy of what i desire ❀ i love me always ❀ happiness is in my hands
positivity ꔛ 🌞 you can do great things 🫧 you are important 🌞 you are amazing 🫧 you deserve happiness 🌞 the best is yet to come 🫧 you deserve flowers
glow up schedule ✚🎀📚🧖‍♀ 2 weeks before: 💗 hair appt for highlights & cut 💗 do face masks 2-3x per week 💗 apply hair oil & mask before each wash 💗 implement my morning/ night routine 1 week before: 💗 fresh mani & pedi 💗 wardrobe refresh to clear out old clothes & invest in new pieces 💗 buy supplies 💗 reach out to friends + classmates to catch up & compare schedules 💗 practice daily makeup routine the night before: 💗 review all my first day schedule 💗 pack my bag 💗 pick out my outfit 💗 wash my hair & style for overnight curls 💗 relax & get excited!!!
 ꔫ ⠀ 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑒𝑢𝑠𝑒 ♡ i’m the embodiment of a rose religieuse from la ladurée, delicate and sweet ♡ i often wear empire waist dresses in pastel colors, adorned with lace and velvet ribbons ♡ whenever i walk by, i leave behind me the scent of sweet things, like warm vanilla, cotton candy and pink cakes ♡ i’m the sweet, quiet girl who can be found in the library, immersed in a book, calmly sipping on a vanilla latte, killing time before ballet class ♡ i have beautiful, neat handwriting and excellent calligraphy skills ♡ i’m quiet, elegant, intelligent and speak eloquently
୚ৎ⋆.˚‪‪❀‬‎⭒ fun things you can manifest ⭒ 𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚 𝐊𝐞𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬! ⭒ 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐚𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 (𝐞.𝐠. 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧, 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐀𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬, 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐞𝐭𝐜.) ⭒ 𝐲𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐊 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐊 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡! ⭒ 𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐀 𝐭𝐚 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎 𝐭𝐚 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝟐𝐀! ⭒ 𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐟 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲! ⭒ 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐊𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐀𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐊𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬! ⭒ 𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬! ⭒ 𝐲𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐊𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐚𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫! ⭒ 𝐰𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐀𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞! ⭒ 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐥 & 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞! ⭒ 𝐲𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐊𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐩𝐩! ⭒ 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐩! ⭒ 𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐊𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭!
r/TwoSentenceHorror 4 yr. ago mydadsnameisharold "Yes, the blood means you're a woman now." Too groggy to make sense of the pain between his legs, he managed to ask, "... what did you just do to me?"

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givesmehope: I met a 16 year old genius who was in medical school, studying to be a pediatric neurosurgeon. He put every dollar he made at his job into a retirement fund. Why? He wanted to be able to retire at age 30, so that he could spend the rest of his life performing brain surgeries for free. His philanthropy GMH. Mar 5 2010
Practice Makes Perfect by reddit user whiteddit "You're not even trying. Again!" My calloused hands dance across the music. A finger slips and the tune groans. "Your father would be ashamed. Again!" My blurred vision falls from the yellowed sheet music to the keys. I miss another note. "Faster. Again!" I stumble once more as the tempo increases. She rises from the bench. "Absolutely worthless. You're done for today." I hang my head in shame. I know what's coming. The floorboards creak as Mother returns from the kitchen. I wince. It's hard enough to play with three fingers. It'll be even harder with two.
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June 2nd, 2016, 3:21 PM That awkward moment when you get called on in class and you weren't paying attention
r/shortscarystories 4 yr. ago MintClicker Moments before the tragedy At 3, she jumped off the bed. At 7, she unbuckled her seat belt. At 12, she went to a sleepover at a friend's house. At 17, she finally received her driver's license. At 26, she said yes. At 30, she went into labor. At 39, she had one last hurrah. At 46, she signed the papers to make it final. At 55, he was diagnosed and had no one to share the news with. At 61, she celebrated her remission with a night out. At 22, she looked at herself in the mirror. At 87, surrounded by her family and friends, she smiled. There are moments before every tragedy, quick flashes of boredom or happiness, of the expected and unexpected. These moments I see. The little girl jumping off her parents bed and into an unresponsive final state. Another girl attending her first sleepover, excited and giddy, only to succumb to an unknowing fatal nut allergy. The young woman whose proposal near the shoreline was poorly thought-out, never allowing her to live to see her marriage. The older woman who finally divorced the man she came to loathe, and for that man to not take the finality of it all with dignity or peace. The man whose diagnosis was terminal. The woman whose 40th birthday ended in heartache and disaster. The girl whose last glimpse in the mirror was of herself, relieved, then raising the pistol to her temple. These moments, as innocuous as they seem, are the final looks to life before tragedy ultimately hits. And I watch them. I have to. It's my responsibility to take you all from this realm to the next. It's my duty. And I am sorry; I truly am. Because now? At this moment, they read the final sentences of a story. Some bored. Some happy. Some expecting this ending; some not. And I watch as they read these last words, fully oblivious as they are, that this, this is their moment.
‘First Words‘ by alatus_corruptrix Any day now, she’ll say her first words. My wife and I have been playfully betting on what she’ll say first – ‘Mamá’ or ‘Daddy.’ I can hear my wife crooning over and over while she feeds her ‘Mama’s little girl! Mamá loves you so much!’ Sometimes, she’s not even subtle about it – ‘Say ‘Mamá!’ Come on! ‘Mamá!” I don’t mind it though. I still believe I’ll win. When we first brought her home, she would scream and cry and nothing my wife would say could calm her down. Ours must be a daddy’s girl. I sit her in her chair and my wife and I begin babbling like chickens – ‘Mamá!’ ‘Daddy!’ ‘Say Mamá!’ ‘Who’s daddy’s baby?’ I pull the gag from our little girl’s mouth. “P-please
 what do you want from me? Please, let me go
” My wife’s smile falls from her face. With a heavy heart, I put the gag back in as the girl starts to scream. I take her back and dispose of her. When I return, I find my wife crying. “It’s ok, honey,” I tell her; “the next one will be better, I promise.”
𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 ✧˖° “𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘊 𝘣𝘊𝘪𝘯𝘚 𝘢 𝘚𝘪𝘳𝘭?” ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ “𝘠𝘊𝘎 𝘰𝘣𝘷𝘪”
Mary had a little lamb It's fleece was white as snow, And everywhere that Mary went That lamb was sure to go. He followed her to school one day That was against the rules, It made the children laugh and play But soon they felt like fools. Mary’s corpse was in a room And oh, what a scene! The kids saw her coated in blood And regretted being mean. Soon the police arrived Stepped over Mary’s heart, And tried to ask everyone How she was ripped apart. But when nobody knew The origins of all the gore, The police decided That it was time to go hardcore. And so everyone was dragged To detectors so they can’t tell a lie But everybody refused to tell Why Mary had to die. Suspects were jailed everywhere Tom, Barb, and Sam Because not a single person knew The murderer was the lamb. June 21, 2017 hellofinah
‘Crying isn’t going to help’ by HonestRage She's gone, all because of him. Dead. He killed my wife. She'd still be here, if it's not for him. If only he could speak with reason; I could’ve let him live long enough to explain. But that was obviously not going to happen. After all, he was born just a few minutes ago...
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