#abandonement

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

Even When I am Old and Gray

And even when I am old and gray-headed, O God, do not abandon me, Until I declare Your [mighty] strength to this generation, Your power to all who are to come. — Psalm 71:18 | Amplified Bible (AMP) The Amplified Bible Copyright © 2015 by The Lockman Foundation. All rights reserved. Cross References: Psalm 22:31; Psalm 71:9; Psalm 78:4; Psalm 78:6; Psalm 119:8; Isaiah 46:4

Read full chapter

Psalm 71:18 Commentary

[noraheals]

[gawki]

Royal Pigeon

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

girl why the hell WEREN'T you at the devil's sacrament 👀 that's three sacraments in a row you've missed 👀 👀 👀

[lesbianshadowheart]

being a fan of a female fictional character is like yes im in love with her soulfully and carnally but i am ALSO her defence attorney her ambassador her pr manager her representative her missionary her right hand arm man her silly rabbit. her scholar her explainer the last man standing in her army. phd in explaining her nuance and depth priesthood in her church. could i be talking about other things?? move on?? maybe!!! were i not the animated suit of armor in her temple bound to protect her for eternity

[gayvampyr]

asking people to be mindful of others when sharing a communal space (especially one you cannot just up and leave from) is not selfish or misanthropic. come on now

[spookyasmr]

[chlobody]

the draw of nature [ shot by @ohseephotography ]

[biancalara]

"And I know we haven't talked in a while

So I'm looking for an open door

Don't cut me down, throw me out, leave me here to waste

I once was a man with dignity and grace

Now I'm slippin' through the cracks of your cold embrace

So please, please

Could you find a way to let me down slowly?

A little sympathy, I hope you can show me

If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely

If you're leavin', baby, let me down slowly"

Alec Benjamin - Let me down slowly

[livpoid]

baggy pants teto

[hellsgate-roadhouse]

📺 📺📺📺📺📺📺📺📺📺📺📺📺📺📺

[strangertheories]

[outtawack]

[the-fire-bubble]

On the wrong side of Bermuda Triangle

I wrote you a poem

I wrote you a poem and almost had custody of you

But you don't know that.

I sent you gifts

I sent you gifts because I knew you deserved to be recognized as you are

Not how your parents wish/wished you were...

We may share Mother's genetics,

But you, baby brother,

Weren't able to see a world before your father,

Before 2014, Before I graduated high school,

Before Mother threatened to replace me as I had her

Before Your father threw mother down the stairs while you were in utero

Before mother ran away from all of her children, abandoning them, again....

You can't know this. You couldn't possibly know this.

You're 11.

You know mother isn't always right and

Your father's temper isn't your fault but

You don't know why I love you.

I love you, because I have been you.

Lost, confused, abandoned, abused.

I love you without strings

Of expectations or judgments

I love you and everything you want to become

and are growing into

Every day.

But you won't know that. Can't know that.

Because you're 11

And because Mother's biggest regret in life?

(Though she may never tell you this:)

Was letting me live.

It hurts her to see how I live without her.

How I live.

That I lived.

I'm not going to do her job for her

For I am done cleaning up her messes.

But when you're old enough and ready

We can talk about the truth

And sort it from mother's lies

Together.

One day.

I hope and pray.

You'll see I'm not a monster.

[noly-with-a-no]

Threads of Shape: Twisted Feast (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/373490954-threads-of-shape-twisted-feast?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Not-a-Lyre 

What to expect from a world that decides how much you are worth, from the moment you are born? That values you not for your skin or income, but for what you can offer to benefit another. 

This story explores the idea of a society built on the presence of shapeshifting individuals who are forced to exist forever in the context of others as eternal servants. Adding to the shackles placed on them since birth, they also face the rejection of many members of society, who believe submission is not enough of a punishment for disregarding the natural order. 

With Vane left to his luck after his father's sudden disappearance during a mission, he must push forward on his academic life, ensuring a place on the Metaphorm Bureau and a chance to find out the truth behind this wicked world of his. Accompanied by his friends, he is persistent in doing the most to achieve his goals. Unfortunately, they become the focus of one of the big players, whose target is their very own shapeweavers. Unwilling to give them up, they'll enter the wolf's den to stop the threat once and for all. 

"Oh, but do you have what it takes? This is no longer a child's play, so sit and be witness to this mighty festival, for this is the year of the Champion's Ascent. Our mighty warrior has arrived, do you have the heart to face them?"

﹌      ﹌      ﹌      ﹌      ﹌      ﹌      ﹌     ﹌      ﹌     ﹌     ﹌      ﹌     

SO I DID SOMETHING, AND I’M NOT TO SURE WHAT TO DO NEXT HAHAHA Should I offer an accord? Drawings in exchange for sharing the story? Hmm, where to go from here... 

OH WELL