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been having silly fun drawing in roblox

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While many tend to focus on the military aspects of war, a report of life in Kabul, Afghanistan during the Soviet-Afghan war (1979-89) sheds a light on how humanity just keeps on trucking through even the worst of times

“Kabul, although still a city at war, had almost a festive air. It was June, the wedding month, flowers and blossoms perfuming the air, the Kabul River swollen with molten snows, and I had sat in the sunshine licking ice-creams in the University café with lively young women in high heels, some with dyed blonde hair, one even wearing a T-shirt proclaiming "I'm not with this idiot" tightly pulled across her large breasts.

At the apartment of a bureaucrat I had met, I had danced at a party where a well-known singer called Wajiha had strummed at her guitar in between puffs of her cigarette. The only real signs of war, apart from the large number of men - and women - in uniform and the drone of planes, had been the dawn queues at the bakers as people waited for the daily rations of five pieces of nan per family and the music and ideological commentary blaring from the loudspeakers hung in trees around the city which bizarrely sometimes included work-out classes and the theme from Love Story?”

(Sourced from Afgantsy by Rodric Braithwaite)

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I have a book that’s like a year overdue and I don’t wanna pay the fee so I just read what I have at home

Hey if you're able to access your local library, do me a favour and use it. I guarantee they'll have services or events that might be useful or interesting. At the very least its a chill place that's always free to hang out.

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Last post fell of Im going to kill myself

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How I feel rn

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Normality is just relative to one's experiences in life. The mass consumption of media in today's world has skewed the individual's sense of normality away from the truth, resulting in either narcissistic euphoria or self-destructive melancholy. You need to understand that you will not fit into any mold you make for yourself based off of what you see online; however, if you learn to observe through your own consciousness and opinions, you will be able to truly find and accept yourself for who you are, that being a flawed yet perfectly human human. (This does ignore the societal standards that have been set generations ago, but no one was ever meant to fit that mold 100%; its just too perfect of a standard to ever be able to live out)

cant wait to start feeling normal again I think to myself knowing that i have not once felt normal not at all my whole life not ever

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'Even the brightest stars will one day die' -Paul Runtsford, A Painful Love

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I don't believe suffering and pain should be seen as unexpected when going through life. I don't think that it is abnormal to experience depressive episodes or traumatic events- To believe that hurt should not happen and that the ideal life is one with no issue is to believe that the most beautiful story comes from one draft (it doesn't), or that the greatest minds come from sheer luck (they don't). Bad things WILL happen. You WILL hurt. But, through all this, you must not forget that this hardship is inevitable. You haven't been singled out by some divine force or plotted against by some unknown being. Pain is natural. It is to be expected. Understand that death is just a step in life, that pain is nothing more than inevitable. The highest peaks are nothing without the lowest valleys, after all.

Just be patient, something different will happen eventually.

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Does the stand your ground act apply for homeless people if I call the earth my home

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A poem about the life of pi I made for class

Your life is built on faith

-faith: comfort, found in ignorance

saying you are safe when below lies

The truth you refuse to see

That you are blind

You think of your futility

It overwhelms you, becomes

broken

Cracks seeping with lust and desire

An opportunity to take freedom, a gift;

Strangle it ‘till you are choking

you hate the gift, and want to breathe

“Let go then, do something good”

(You do)

Waiting for help, looking at your reflection

Only to find nothing staring back,

“Oh, where is my safety?”

Your safety has just plummeted

Along with the ship and its crew

Now, you try to stalk your beast (this time its real)

Not knowing the truth,

That you are blind

But peace finds you

Makes you at home, feeds you

Like a mother caring for a child

You almost miss the knife lodged

In your back

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Any tips? Just starting out and I don’t think it’s that good but I need to get my ideas out of my head

“Just then, the boy was filled with a horrifying thought; a realization that no living thing was ever supposed to realize- that he, as a human, in the same consciousness that he was currently living through, would experience the perfectly and beautifully tragic culmination of his mortality- his death. The thought overwhelmed him, and he sat in his bed in a state of panic, trying to figure out exactly how and when he would die; he hated every single idea that came up:

A car crash.

A bad fall, maybe.

Or, perhaps, I wil die surrounded by my loved ones and those I appreciated in a hospital bed while pumped full of happy chemicals.

Despite all of these ideas, nothing satisfied his seemingly unquenchable lust for immortality. He knew that this fear- a perfectly human fear- would surround and invade his conscience no matter where he went or what he did, filling him with the same dread he was experiencing at this very moment.

And that same moment was when he realised that all of this fear had to do with the uncertanty of death, and not how he actually died. He realised he actually wanted to die, and that he just wanted to die a death where he knew he was in control of his fate. It was this realization, along with the many others just discussed, that led the boy to decide that he was going to kill himself.”

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Gang man style

Abraham Lincoln