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ahhbees.bsky.social
nobody make fun of me
December 4, 2024 at 3:14 PM
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this post was mainly me talking to myself, but it seems from this tweet she’s open to the idea! i didn’t know she was totally leaving in 2030 though. i’ll miss her content!! :(
Tweet from Madeline Pendleton: “In the past week I have been told to start a twitch, blue sky, YouTube, and discord. Which of these are worthwhile please level with me everyone I have no experience on any of them.”
November 18, 2024 at 2:46 PM
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@AlolanEggs on Twitter Guy who doesn’t respect the walkie talkie tules: Ugh, I’m so hungover guy who does: rlly 👀? Over
November 13, 2024 at 3:27 AM
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“oh man, this doin numbers” a guy says, watching his tweet hit 3 likes 2 retweets
October 23, 2024 at 2:16 PM
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went to the hockey game tonight. did not take any action pictures but here’s quinn hughes and jt miller having a very important discussion
quinn hughes standing next to jt miller in a hockey rink, facing away from the camera, wearing jerseys with their respective names
October 23, 2024 at 5:02 AM
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sorry if this is tmi but i took a picture of the autumn trees by my house
tree with yellow leaves and sunlight shining through
October 20, 2024 at 2:32 AM
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comfort film 🩷 quote with yours
October 20, 2024 at 2:29 AM
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everybody come look at this video of my perfect cat my sister just sent me
October 17, 2024 at 9:35 AM
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not good at writing alt text but trying
a faint rainbow against a pale blue-purple sky, with trees along the bottom and the leaves of a palm tree fanned in the top left corner a pale pink-blue-purple dusk sky with trees and lampposts along the bottom a picture of a jumbotron displaying matthew tkachuk holding the stanley cup the outside of the florida panthers rink, a wall with a graphic that says “2024 stanley cup final” with the nhl florida panthers logo
October 16, 2024 at 1:01 PM
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from when i went to florida
clouds above a calm ocean on the beach, bordered by green foliage clouds above a glassy ocean on the beach a parking lot sunset with palm trees silhouettes poor quality picture of a city skyline during the day, with trees and a highway barrier in the foreground and a lightpost obscuring part of the picture
October 16, 2024 at 12:55 PM
ahhbees.bsky.social
hi chicago
tall building against a blue sky with clouds
October 15, 2024 at 2:46 AM
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grief is the most difficult human experience. i read this a while ago; it brought me some comfort, and i hope it can do the same for you. sending love and hugs. 🩷🫂
reddit comment from the user gsnow: “Alright, here goes. I'm old. What that means is that l've survived (so far) and a lot of people l've known and loved did not. I've lost friends, best friends, acquaintances, co-workers, grandparents, mom, relatives, teachers, mentors, students, neighbors, and a host of other folks. I have no children, and I can't imagine the pain it must be to lose a child. But here's my two cents. I wish I could say you get used to people dying. I never did. I don't want to. It tears a hole through me whenever somebody I love dies, no matter the circumstances. But I don't want it to "not matter". I don't want it to be something that just passes. My scars are a testament to the love and the relationship that I had for and with that person. And if the scar is deep, so was the love. So be it. Scars are a testament to life. Scars are a testament that I can love deeply and live deeply and be cut, or even gouged, and that I can heal and continue to live and continue to love. And the scar tissue is stronger than the original flesh ever was. Scars are a testament to life. Scars are only ugly to people who can't see.” comment continued: “As for grief, you'll find it comes in waves. When the ship is first wrecked, you're drowning, with wreckage all around you. Everything floating around you reminds you of the beauty and the magnificence of the ship that was, and is no more. And all you can do is float. You find some piece of the wreckage and you hang on for a while. Maybe it's some physical thing. Maybe it's a happy memory or a photograph. Maybe it's a person who is also floating. For a while, all you can do is float. Stay alive. In the beginning, the waves are 100 feet tall and crash over you without mercy. They come 10 seconds apart and don't even give you time to catch your breath. All you can do is hang on and float. After a while, maybe weeks, maybe months, you'll find the waves are still 100 feet tall, but they come further apart. When they come, they still crash all over you and wipe you out. But in between, you can breathe, you can function. You never know what's going to trigger the grief. It might be a song, a picture, a street intersection, the smell of a cup of coffee. It can be just about anything...and the wave comes crashing. But in between waves, there is life.” last part of comment: “Somewhere down the line, and it's different for everybody, you find that the waves are only 80 feet tall. Or 50 feet tall. And while they still come, they come further apart. You can see them coming. An anniversary, a birthday, or Christmas, or landing at O'Hare. You can see it coming, for the most part, and prepare yourself. And when it washes over you, you know that somehow you will, again, come out the other side. Soaking wet, sputtering, still hanging on to some tiny piece of the wreckage, but you'll come out. Take it from an old guy. The waves never stop coming, and somehow you don't really want them to. But you learn that you'll survive them. And other waves will come. And you'll survive them too. If you're lucky, you'll have lots of scars from lots of loves. And lots of shipwrecks.”
October 13, 2024 at 10:07 PM
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no thank you
tumblr post from user @stuckinapril which reads “hey man I found a piece of your soul stuck in the text mesages of old friends you don’t speak to anymore. do you want it back”
October 13, 2024 at 1:20 PM
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you irl
October 12, 2024 at 4:07 PM
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thanks youtube
October 10, 2024 at 12:25 PM