#Iloveyou

[justwatchmyeyes]

Manchmal ist man von der Vergangenheit so müde, dass es ganz hilfreich ist, sich ausruhen zu können, und die Zeit einen von alleine in die Zukunft schiebt, in Momente, die man wieder liebt. ~ Pascal Hilgendorf

[binenbaumaj]

Diamond 14k Row Ring 15939-8684

Accentuate your style with this chic stackable ring by Michael Hill. Its sleek band of 14k yellow gold is adorned with brilliant-cut diamonds totaling 0.50ct, offering a radiant glow. Perfect for layering or stunning on its own.

Details: ±0.50ct (K I1) Brilliant-cut diamonds, 14k Ring *.

Design Era: Contemporary.

Size: 14.68 NL / 46.1 FR / 3¾ US / G½ UK, sizeable (Within reason. Contact seller for information).

Weight in grams: 2.

Condition: Very good condition - slightly used with small signs of wear.

Shipping and Pickup: This pretty piece ships from our store located in the center of Amsterdam, The Netherlands. We offer both registered shipping and local pickup at our store. In the case of local pickup, any applicable shipping costs will be refunded.

About Us: Add some sparkle to your style with Binenbaum.com. We offer a stunning selection of antique and vintage jewelry that you won't find anywhere else. From timeless rings and dazzling necklaces to unique brooches, we have something for every taste and occasion. Visit our website today and treat yourself to a piece of history.

[upismediacenter]

LITERARY: Rosie

Trigger Warning! 

(Sensitibo at naglalaman ng karahasan)

Nanginginig ako sa takot. Nakatakip ang kamay sa aking mukha habang nakaupo sa sahig ng aking banyo.

Mayroon akong matalik na kaibigan na nagngangalang Rosie. Siya ay maganda, mabait, at palakaibigang tao. Maraming nagkakagusto sa kanya at sikat siya sa aming paaralan kaya ay hindi ko lubos akalaing mapapansin at kakaibiganin niya ang isang taong iniiwasan ng iba na kagaya ko. Kay tamis ng kanyang ngiti na tila ba kapag ngumiti siya sa iyo, parang nawawala ang mga suliranin mo sa mundo. Siya lang ang tanging nakakaintindi sa akin at hindi ko na kailangan ng iba pang kaibigan. Mawala na ang lahat sa akin wag lang siya. Kaya hindi ko talaga tanggap ang nangyari!

Sariwa pa sa utak ko ang nangyari na tila ba kahapon lang ito. Biyernes nang hapon nang dumiretso ako galing sa eskwela papunta sa bahay ni Rosie. Bibisitahin ko sana siya dahil sinabi niya sa chat na nilalagnat siya kaya hindi siya makakapasok. Parehong OFW ang kanyang magulang at ang kuya niya naman ay kinabukasan pa raw uuwi galing sa trabaho kung kaya’t mag-isa lang siya noon sa kanilang bahay. Lubos akong nag-aalala dahil walang mag-aalaga sa kaniya.

Laking gulat ko nang pagkapasok ko ay tumambad sa akin ang nagkalat na gamit sa paligid. Patay ang lahat ng ilaw maliban sa banyo. Buti na lang at may kaunti pang liwanag na galing sa labas dahil sa sinag ng papalubog na araw. Sa mesa ay may nakita akong dalawang plato na may tira-tirang tsokolateng keyk. Katabi nito ang isang pitsel ng juice na kalahati na lang ang laman. Mayroon ding dalawang basong naiwang may kaunting laman: ang isa ay nasa mesa at ang isa ay basag sa sahig. Nagkalat sa lapag ang bubog ng nabasag na baso, kasama ng naghahalong kahel na likido ng orange juice at pulang likido na parang… dugo!

“Rosie! Rosie! Nasan ka?” sigaw ko puno ng pag-aalala.  Agad ko siyang hinanap hanggang  tumambad sa akin ang kanyang duguang katawan sa sofa. Umaagos ang dugo sa sugat sa kanyang tiyan na galing sa saksak. Umiiyak akong nilapitan at niyakap siya; nabahiran ng dugo ang suot kong itim na t-shirt.

Tinatakpan ng mamasa-masa kong kamay ang kanyang sugat sa pag-asang titigil ang pagdurugo at maisasalba ko pa ang kanyang buhay, ngunit wala itong naitulong at patuloy pa rin ang pag-agos ng dugo. Tuloy-tuloy na umagos ang aking luha at nalasahan ko na ito sa aking bunganga. Pinunasan ko ang aking bibig gamit ang aking kamay, pero sa halip na alat ng luha, tamis ang nalalasahan ko. Tamis na may kahalong asim gaya ng orange juice at tamis na nag-uumapaw sa lasa ng chocolate cake. 

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Orange juice at chocolate cake? Bakit bigla ko itong nalalasahan?

Sa halip na sagot, isang matinding sakit ng ulo ang itinugon ng utak ko sa mga tanong.

Sinusubukan kong alalahanin ang nangyari bago ang aksidente ngunit wala akong maalala maliban sa mga nangyari noong araw na iyon. 

Kahit anong umpog at pukpok ko sa ulo ko, hindi nagbubukas ang pinto ng mga alaala. Walang lumalabas na mga sagot. maliban sa mga nangyari noong araw na iyon. “WALA KANG KWENTA, WALA KANG KWENTA!” galit na saway ko sa sarili. Gustong-gusto kong makatulong sa imbestigasyon ng mga pulis pero wala akong magawa. Wala akong silbi. Wala man lang akong magawa para sa bestfriend ko. Sabi nila baka raw dahil sobrang traumatic ng nangyari kaya nabablangko ang isip ko. Hindi ko matanggap. Kailangan kong tulungan mabigyan ng katarungan ang bestfriend ko.

Kapag dumadami na ang tanong ko, hudyat na naman ng matinding kirot. Maliban sa pisikal na sakit na nararamdaman ko sa aking ulo dahil sa kakapukpok ko, maya-maya ay nakaramdam ako ng kirot at sakit na tila ba binibiyak ang ulo ko sa loob. Napasigaw ako sa sakit at binaon ang ulo ko sa kama at tinakpan ng unan upang mawala ito. Pagkatapos ng ilang sandali ay nawala rin ito at kinuha ko sa side table ang aking gamot at ininom ito kasama ang tubig.

Nagpasya ako na pumunta muna sa banyo upang maghilamos ng mukha. Paika-ika akong nagtungo doon dahil sa sugat sa paa ko. Pagkatapos maghilamos ay napatingin ako sa basurahan at nagtaka sa aking nakita. Pinulot ko ang aking unipormeng puno ng dugo at nahulog mula doon ang isang kutsilyo. Pinulot ko ang kutsilyo at napagtanto na kutsilyo ito mula sa bahay nina Rosie.

Nanlaki ang mata ko sa napagtanto. Muling sumakit ang ulo ko. “AAAARRGHH!”, napahiyaw na ako sa tindi ng kirot. Napasandal ako sa dingding at dumulas pababa hanggang sa napaupo na ako. 

Unti-unti, napalitan ng hikbi ang sigaw. At ang hikbi ay naging halakhak. Di ko na mapigil ang malakas na pagtawa. Tumutulo ang aking luha habang patuloy sa mayabang na pagtawa ang aking sarili.

"Alam mo ba kung ano talaga ang nangyari?" Hindi ko tiyak kung ako ba ang nagtatanong o tinatanong ng kaharap ko sa malaking salamin ng banyo.

Biyernes nang hapon nang dumiretso ka galing sa eskwela sa bahay ning matalik mong kaibigan na si Rosie upang bisitahin siya dahil sinabi niya sa chat na hindi siya makakapasok sa paaralan dahil siya ay nilalagnat. Ngunit laking gulat mo na lang nang makita kong parang maayos naman ang kaniyang kalagayan at masaya lang siyang kumakain ng keyk at umiinom ng juice na pangiti-ngiti na tila ba kinikilig.

“Rosie, okay ka na ba? Dapat hindi ka muna kumain ng matamis. Puro asukal yan at hindi makakatulong sa kalagayan mo lalo na’t may sakit ka. Gusto mo bilhan muna kita ng soup diyan sa may kanto?”

“Uy kahit wag na.”  tugon niya at ngumiti nang nakakabighani. “Halika muna rito, tara kain muna tayo”,  pag-anyaya niya sa’yo. “Nga pala, alam mo ba, sinagot ko na yung manliligaw kong si Berto”. Kinikilig na sabi niya. “Sa katunayan, siya nga ang may dala nito ng pagbisita niya kahapon. Selebrasyon ng aming pagiging ganap na magkasintahan.”

Nang banggitin niya iyon, biglang nawala ang ngiti sa ’yong mukha. Unti-unti, hindi mo namalayang nandilim na ang paningin mo. Hindi mo alam kung ano ang sumapi sa isipan mo at biglang hawak mo na lang ang kutsilyo. Bahagyang natatawa pa si Rosie sa kakaibang hitsura mo sa pagkatayo niya hawak ang baso ng juice. Hanggang sa hindi mo na napigilan ang iyong kamay, dire-diretso hanggang bumaon sa tiyan niya. Nabitawan niya ang hawak na baso at agad tumakbo ngunit hindi na niya kinaya at napaupo na lamang siya sa sofa.

Hinugot mo ang kutsilyo mula sa kanyang tiyan. 

“Bakit?” tanong niya habang lumuluha. 

“Akin ka lang Rosie. Hindi ko kayang mawala ka,” sambit mo habang namumula ang mata. 

“Hindi ko kayang mawala ka, Rosie! Hindi ko mapapatawad ang gumawa sa ‘yo nito.”

Nakatitig pa rin ako sa harap ng salamin. Nanlilisik sa galit sa nakikita kong repleksyon. Patuloy akong umiiyak habang patuloy rin siya sa pagtawa sa akin. 

[youthinkyouknowmeee]

but life goes on

[mother-na]

80 WISHES AND NO AVENTURINE. WHERES MY BELOVED ARROGANT BASTAAAARD (affectionate)

[hotte-y]

Sometimes

I carry

Too many

Feelings

Inside my heart

Sometimes

It gets

Much too heavy

Sometimes

It gets

So heavy

It drags me down

Sometimes

I really

Don't know

How to get back up

[baguiooheart]

"My Unforgettable Pet"

In the annals of my life, amidst the tapestry of experiences woven through the years, there exists a thread that is ineffaceable, a presence that transcends mere existence, and that is the memory of my unforgettable pet. Words may falter in their attempt to encapsulate the essence of this remarkable being, but in the sanctuary of reminiscence, I shall endeavor to paint a portrait of unparalleled loyalty, boundless affection, and enduring companionship.

Picture a tranquil afternoon, the golden rays of the sun cascading through the window, casting luminous patterns upon the floor, as I first laid eyes upon my furry companion. A creature of such unassuming grace, yet possessing a spirit that ignited a spark within my soul. It was as if destiny had orchestrated our meeting, weaving the threads of fate to intertwine our paths in a tapestry of shared moments.

From that moment forth, each day became an odyssey of discovery, as we embarked upon the journey of companionship, traversing the landscape of life together. Through the seasons of joy and sorrow, laughter and tears, my pet stood steadfast by my side, a beacon of unwavering support in the tumultuous seas of existence.

In the quiet moments of solitude, my pet was my confidant, listening with rapt attention as I poured forth the contents of my heart. There was an unspoken understanding between us, a language that transcended words, as though our souls communed in the silent depths of understanding.

Yet, it was not solely in moments of contemplation that my pet revealed its true nature, but in the exuberant displays of affection that illuminated even the darkest of days. With each wag of its tail, each gentle nuzzle against my hand, my pet bestowed upon me a gift beyond measure – the gift of unconditional love.

Time passed, as it always does, and the sands of fate shifted inexorably onward. Yet, even as the years unfolded and the world around us changed, the bond between my pet and me remained unyielding, an immutable force that defied the ravages of time.

Indeed, my pet became more than a mere companion; it became a cherished member of the family, weaving itself into the very fabric of our lives with a thread of irreplaceable significance. Its presence brought warmth to our home, filling the air with an aura of contentment and joy that was palpable to all who crossed its path.

But as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end, and so it was with a heavy heart that I bid farewell to my beloved pet. The passage of time had taken its toll, and though its physical form may have departed from this world, its spirit lingered on in the cherished memories we held dear.

In the wake of its absence, there was an emptiness that echoed through the halls of our home, a void that could not be filled by any earthly possession. Yet, even in death, my pet's legacy endured, a beacon of light that continued to guide me through the darkness.

For in the tapestry of life, there are threads that bind us together, weaving a tapestry of memories that endure long after the final chapter has been written. And though my pet may no longer walk beside me in the physical realm, its spirit remains ever-present, a reminder of the profound impact it had upon my life.

In conclusion, the memory of my unforgettable pet is etched upon my heart in letters of gold, a testament to the enduring power of love and companionship. Though its time upon this earth may have been fleeting, its legacy shall endure for eternity, a beacon of light that illuminates the path ahead.

[prettyyygayyy]

You’ve either loved a lot of people or you’re very familiar with the phrase “oh boyyy”

[mugz4mugs]

Celebrate Mom's love with our "Personalized Custom Mother's Day Mug," exclusively designed by Mugz4Mugs. This heartwarming mug features a touching illustration of a child's hand passing a daisy flower, symbolizing the bond between mother and child. Customize with Your name and a heart signature for a truly personal touch. Crafted from durable ceramic, this mug is microwave and dishwasher safe. Whether Mom's enjoying her morning coffee or unwinding with an evening tea, this mug will remind her of your love and appreciation every sip. Perfect for Mother's Day Gift, meaningful gift, custom gift, birthday gift or any occasion to show Mom or loved ones how much she means to you.

Design Colors and Placement may vary slightly.

[justwatchmyeyes]

Worte sind Brücken. ~ Marie von Ebner-Eschenbach

[binenbaumaj]

Silver "Ijsvogel" (Kingfisher) Figurine 15942-3126

A charming contemporary “Ijsvogel” (kingfisher) silver Figurine.

Details: Silver Figurine.

Design Era: Contemporary.

Dimensions: H: 22,5 mm L: 44 mm W: 17,5 mm.

Weight in grams: 22.

Condition: New.

Shipping and Pickup: This charming piece ships from our store located in the center of Amsterdam, The Netherlands. We offer both registered shipping and local pickup at our store. In the case of local pickup, any applicable shipping costs will be refunded.

About Us: Add some sparkle to your style with Binenbaum.com. We offer a stunning selection of antique and vintage jewelry that you won't find anywhere else. From timeless rings and dazzling necklaces to unique brooches, we have something for every taste and occasion. Visit our website today and treat yourself to a piece of history.

[sliceofheavenpieceofcake]

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[somnorvos]

Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. 🩷🩷

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Not me stressing to answer this cause i didnt get the notification 🙃

I know you all are like fantastic, and insanely nice and shit, and have no idea who I am, but I wanna thank each and every one of you.

You guys are incredible and you always make my day, which I'm sure is certain for a lot of ppl.

Never feel rushed to put shit out! I'm always willing to wait <3

Thank you 😆🥰

[cachinhosdesol]

Eu amo tanto que nem sei.....