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Day 3/365 I WON'T GIVE UP!

Thank you jesus for new day in mylife 🏷😇

I'm thankful for all your good dids to me.

Thank you heavenly father !!

2024 will be filled with love.

2024 will be filled with peace.

2024 will be filled with healing.

2024 will be filled with progress.

2024 will be filled with blessings.

2024 will be filled with happiness.

2024 will be filled with opportunities.

only a chashmish will understand the hyperventilating and mind boggling panic attack you get when you accidentally misplace your specs–

i keep coming back to this cyz 😬 it’s so real :( 🥺❣️

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Hindu Saheban! It is not understood in the books of Gita, Vedas, Puranas that how Sanatani Puja came to an end and how Sanatani Puja will be resurrected. Must read the sacred book,

"Hindu saheban! nhi samjhe geeta ,ved,puran."

John 3:16

😊For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

Hello there✋👋 back to old city with new old dream and new goals. I hope Won't regret this decision. 😬🤎❣️

there's so much pathologizing over why enemies to lovers is a popular trope (something something the normalization of abuse something something) when the simplest and less moronic answer is that narratives thrive on irony and reversals, and there's no greater irony than characters going from hating each other's guts to loving each other unconditionally. raw thesis-antithesis-synthesis.

Down this old street

the frame houses tilt west

and the hats are different

As always

there’s a war on

disrupting a sad

someplace else

The happy dogs

ignorant of that

catastrophe

run in packs

down our sidewalks

playing as wolves

We have

two meanings

for peaches

and both involve lips

I can do BETTER anywhere but HOME

Last night I had this really secred feeling .I was so hard I was so scared that...........

I hate when ppl judged me smartness parson ,that a students ,or something else like that.

Since than I'll grown up apart from my parents .I just don't feel that connection anymore .the lonely and quite home has become house filled with numb feelings .I couldn't call it home anymore .

I was never home .

It's just place that called home but not really .....

MY CHILDHOOD

priya AWANA

Worry

I worried about worlds and wars, Monsters and lords, I worried about breakfast at dinner, Death and disease, Wolves in my backyard I worried about disposable thoughts, About worry itself I lived in pain, Danced with enigmas And when the end arrived I still wasn’t prepared.

~ A. A. Roman