#BARE HANDS

[sad-emo-dip-dye]

BEAT HIS ASS

[weissengel]

[random-xpressions]

You ask me, with what offering do I come. Will these bare hands not suffice to quench your ancient thirst...

Random Xpressions

[herlittlebitchboy]

She is the type of girl I would build a house with my bare hands for!

[dexter-diesel]

Bloodborne - Tutorial Boss Werewolf | No weapon Bare Hands Total Badass ...

[mermaidinthecity]

I've got a question on my mind. You can answer in your time. Just don't freeze like a deer in the headlight. Sometimes it's the risk of getting hurt that's beautiful, and worse is being numb and feeling nothing at all. A little pain let's you know you're alive. You've gotta live in love not just survive. Hearts that don't love can't be broken. A dream stays a dream if not woken. If you never bleed then you won't understand. Come pick me red roses with your bare hands.

Bare Hands by Delta Goodrem

[girlhelpicf]

do you want to feel something. Eat rice with your hands

[bixels]

As gen-AI becomes more normalized (Chappell Roan encouraging it, grifters on the rise, young artists using it), I wanna express how I will never turn to it because it fundamentally bores me to my core. There is no reason for me to want to use gen-AI because I will never want to give up my autonomy in creating art. I never want to become reliant on an inhuman object for expression, least of all if that object is created and controlled by tech companies. I draw not because I want a drawing but because I love the process of drawing. So even in a future where everyone’s accepted it, I’m never gonna sway on this.

[theredumbrellatheory]

i think a gorgeous woman should kill me for sport

[frownyalfred]

“when Dick Grayson becomes a detective in Blüdhaven, it takes time to adjust to not being able to break the laws to get evidence or confessions” versus the far superior “when Dick Grayson becomes a detective in Blüdhaven, it takes time to adjust to the fact that all of his coworkers are horribly incompetent when it comes to obtaining and preserving evidence and it turns out all of Bruce’s anal retentiveness about crime scenes, chain of custody for evidence, and contamination was actually for a very good reason and puts Batman 10-20 years ahead of any modern police department”

[fun-cd]

[lordgodjehovahsway]

Judges 14: God Puts In Samson's Heart To Get Married To Confront The Philistines

1 Samson went down to Timnah and saw there a young Philistine woman. 

2 When he returned, he said to his father and mother, “I have seen a Philistine woman in Timnah; now get her for me as my wife.”

3 His father and mother replied, “Isn’t there an acceptable woman among your relatives or among all our people? Must you go to the uncircumcised Philistines to get a wife?”

But Samson said to his father, “Get her for me. She’s the right one for me.” 

4 (His parents did not know that this was from the Lord, who was seeking an occasion to confront the Philistines; for at that time they were ruling over Israel.)

5 Samson went down to Timnah together with his father and mother. As they approached the vineyards of Timnah, suddenly a young lion came roaring toward him. 

6 The Spirit of the Lord came powerfully upon him so that he tore the lion apart with his bare hands as he might have torn a young goat. But he told neither his father nor his mother what he had done. 

7 Then he went down and talked with the woman, and he liked her.

8 Some time later, when he went back to marry her, he turned aside to look at the lion’s carcass, and in it he saw a swarm of bees and some honey. 

9 He scooped out the honey with his hands and ate as he went along. When he rejoined his parents, he gave them some, and they too ate it. But he did not tell them that he had taken the honey from the lion’s carcass.

10 Now his father went down to see the woman. And there Samson held a feast, as was customary for young men. 

11 When the people saw him, they chose thirty men to be his companions.

12 “Let me tell you a riddle,” Samson said to them. “If you can give me the answer within the seven days of the feast, I will give you thirty linen garments and thirty sets of clothes. 

13 If you can’t tell me the answer, you must give me thirty linen garments and thirty sets of clothes.”

“Tell us your riddle,” they said. “Let’s hear it.”

14 He replied,

“Out of the eater, something to eat;     out of the strong, something sweet.”

For three days they could not give the answer.

15 On the fourth day, they said to Samson’s wife, “Coax your husband into explaining the riddle for us, or we will burn you and your father’s household to death. Did you invite us here to steal our property?”

16 Then Samson’s wife threw herself on him, sobbing, “You hate me! You don’t really love me. You’ve given my people a riddle, but you haven’t told me the answer.”

“I haven’t even explained it to my father or mother,” he replied, “so why should I explain it to you?” 

17 She cried the whole seven days of the feast. So on the seventh day he finally told her, because she continued to press him. She in turn explained the riddle to her people.

18 Before sunset on the seventh day the men of the town said to him,

“What is sweeter than honey?     What is stronger than a lion?”

Samson said to them,

“If you had not plowed with my heifer,     you would not have solved my riddle.”

19 Then the Spirit of the Lord came powerfully upon him. He went down to Ashkelon, struck down thirty of their men, stripped them of everything and gave their clothes to those who had explained the riddle. Burning with anger, he returned to his father’s home. 

20 And Samson’s wife was given to one of his companions who had attended him at the feast.

[journey-to-the-attic]

glimpse into the things i visualise whenever i use :D jobs

[mumblesplash]

like it's MY fault my love language is acts of service and all i know how to do is kill