#bipbip

[yaay-mimi]

Sorry I was lazy but anywayyy.. :') (wanted to color but NSJSJDJDJ) I'm glad this drawing is my last drawing of 2023, with my Sanses and me/my sona Happy new year everyone! :)

[margueritelarochelaise]

Bip Bip ! By @oakoak_street_art Love it 🥰 #streetart #oakoak #coyote #bipbip #graffitiart #artigers #instaart #artoftheday #picoftheday #streetartofficial #streetartfollowers #graffitiigers #mural #wallart #surlesmurs #fenetresurlart #culturechezvous https://www.instagram.com/p/CokxqU1LY8b/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[papatyagbisin]

məə ,bukka cukku, mööö,bipbip, miyaaavvv,iaiaiaaa🐑🦜🐓🦚🐧🐆🐏🐐🐈

Buraya tatlı bırakıyorum 🥰🥰🥰

[kinomma]

pfff bipbip *exploded*

[metamorf]

Tadi malam hujan cukup deras. Sederas tangisanku memikirkan apa yang telah terjadi. Berharap terbangun dari mimpi, ternyata kenyataan yang harus aku hadapi.

Aku terkulai lemas tidak berdaya untuk bangkit dari kasur.

"Sudahlah, ku ikhlaskan saja" meskipun perkara ikhlas bukan hal yang mudah untuk dicapai.

Bipbip...

Notifikasi direct message instagramku muncul. Ada pesan dari seseorang yang namanya tidak asing tapi bukan seseorang yang dekat juga.

"Reyna, masih ingat dengan aku?"

Fajar Rahadian. Tertulis nama pengirim pesan itu.

"Ini kan teman SD ku" batinku.

"Ah iya Fajar, ya?" Aku membalasnya dengan malas. "Ada apa?"

Awalnya hanya bertegur sapa lama tidak jumpa. Bertanya kabar. Seriring berjalannya waktu. Setelah kejadian kandasnya hubunganku dengan yang sebelumnya, ketika aku sudah mengikhlaskan semuanya dan tidak mengharapkan siapa-siapa. Tiada pernah aku bertanya, siapa sangka justru Fajar lah yang lebih dulu mengutarakan keseriusannya. Semuanya berjalan dengan mudah, sedikitnya hambatan bisa kami lewati.

Pada sampai hari itu tiba, aku menikah dengan Fajar. Rasa syukur aku panjatkan akhirnya aku bisa berada dikondisi ini. Selang tiga bulan menikah, aku dipanggil untuk interview disalah satu intansi di pusat kota daerahku.

Kabar bahagia lain turut mengikuti, aku dititipkan sang buah hati yang usia kandungannya ternyata sudah menginjak delapan minggu. Tidak hentinya aku mengucap syukur, begitupun Fajar.

Ikhlas bukan perkara yang mudah untuk dicapai setiap orang. Tapi sesungguhnya dari keikhlasan akan mendapatkan buah yang manis lagi menyenangkan.

*selesai

#5CC #5CCday15 #CareerClassQLC #bentangpustaka

[yes-bernie-stuff]

« Enseigne-moi à faire ta volonté ! Car tu es mon Dieu. Que ton bon esprit me conduise sur la voie droite ! » (Psaume 143:10).

La vie est faite d’une succession de choix quotidiens. Il est essentiel d’utiliser le bon sens, de faire des choix en fonction de nos besoins et de nos possibilités. 

Il serait absurde de poser la question à Dieu de savoir si nous devons tourner à droite ou à gauche en sortant de chez nous. C’est à nous de choisir d’aller à droite ou à gauche en fonction de l’endroit où nous voulons aller. 

De même, si nous devons acheter un vêtement, c’est à nous de le choisir en fonction de nos goûts, de notre budget.

Dieu nous a créés libres de nos choix !

David sait ce que c’est que de faire de mauvais choix. Il l’a expérimenté en choisissant la voie de l’adultère avec Bath-Schéba. Aussi ce que David demande dans cette prière, c’est d’être capable d’entendre et d’écouter la voix du Saint-Esprit lorsqu’il serait encore tenté de prendre une mauvaise voie. 

Le Saint-Esprit est comme ces GPS qui vous disent, lorsqu’on prend une mauvaise direction : « Faites demi-tour ».

David demande à Dieu d’être capable d’obéir aux « bipbips » que lui envoie le Saint-Esprit.

« Seigneur, merci pour le Saint-Esprit qui habite en nous, que nous sachions être attentifs à ses alertes lorsque nous serions sur le point de faire de mauvais choix. 

Que nous n’attristions point le Saint-Esprit en faisant la sourde oreille lorsqu’il nous alerte ; au contraire que nous soyons de plus en plus sensibles à sa voix ! Au nom de Jésus ! Amen ! »Avec amour, Paul

[lolo1232323]

selfish

english it's not my first language so... forgive me if somethings it's wrongly written it's mostly poem form, inspired by Aline Bei's form of writting, and contemporary romance hope you enjoy

Mr. Jung is screaming

he only knows how to scream 

I wonder how 

how he has so much strength to scream

all day long

with his age

while I can’t get up from 

this bed

the clock has finally stopped ticking

tick

tick

tick

tick

tic..

the silence now

corrodes my soul

The last time 

I was woken

was days ago

and still

I sink into this bed

the wind 

slips between the window’s gaps

feeling this room

with cold

and stench

it reeks

I reek

I can see the bathroom from 

eyes distance

but not 

legs

my eyelids

weight down

closed

against my will

maybe 

this 

time

tick

  t   i   c     k

tick

maybe

if god exist

maybe

they

won’t open

again

maybe

somebody will

find my body

dead

maybe

Mr. Jung

will find my body

sinked into this bed 

and stench

and will scream for 

help

for me 

since my body

can’t do it 

for my

self

tick.. 

tick.

My eyes opened

again

against my wishes

I need to

get up

I try

my 

legs

don’t help

I croll towards the bathroom

I need to 

get clean

I can’t die

here

I don’t have strength

i don’t remember the last time

I 

ate 

I just need to rest 

here

on this floor

while

I 

wait

for somebody

to find me

I 

heard

someone

finally

call my name

somebody

finally

found me

my body

I had vomit 

all over me

how can I vomit

If I haven’t

 eaten?

It’s my sister

I feel bad she’s the one

who found me

I wished that Mr.Jung found me

I thought he deserved to be 

swallowed by my

stench 

I hated him

so he deserved to be

swallowed by my

repulsive

smell

My poor sister

was punished, maybe by god

how come he punished her

and not Mr. Jung?

I heard her screams

she called my name

I felt her shock me 

I hope she showers me

and give me 

food

so I don’t have

to go to the hospital

at least

somebody screamed for me, because I couldn’t 

again

my eyelids

gave up, using their last strength

maybe 

those were my last ATP’s 

or something like this

that Ms. Kim

taught us

At the end of school

I hear

this sound

that doesn’t stop

but   

it’s not 

tick

tick

ticks

tick

it´s

bip

bip

bip  bip

bipbip

bipbip bip

bipbipbip

how come,

I’m always wrong

when it comes to

death

how come, 

my eyelids still open?

The doctor 

asks me the date,

I don’t know

maybe it’s still winter

my feet 

are still cold

i guess february

I was wrong

Is march 

I don’t remember when

I started to sleep

I think

I lost

santa this year

too bad

My sister is worried

I didn’t mean

to 

get drown

to that

bed

I thought

I would get up

She told me

I was weighing 38 kg

I think that’s

20 kg less, than last time

i remember

do you think

I’m still fat, too weird, too much

to everyone?

how do I look?

I ask her

she gives me a mirror

I look like

What I wished

Mr. Jung found

not her

poor her

god

god 

die

die 

d i e   p l e a s e

d i e 

you’re selfish god

god

why punish

her

you’re the same as me god

as they tell me

selfish

s e l f i s h

selfish god

selfish me

why do you make your siste

suffer?

I’m sorry god

I’m sorry 

I’m sorry

god.

[caregiver-twylas-daycare]

wwaawwa babb ibble n baba baaa

wababa buppa mamamama maaaaa bup brrrraap bebebeh bewp

bab wababi

mrrrrrrr mrooow bipbip baaa eeeeehhhhbababa mrrba baba bah bbbley habaaba weeeeeeeeeee behbababbaba ababa

yaybbabaaaaah brup bwup bwabwa

Oh, my little one! Very talkative today! How has your day been? I know where I am at its raining (my favorite weather). Thanks for the babble! Love to know you are very teeny today!

[econeepuff]

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[yaay-mimi]

Had fun making these, I saw the images so I had TO. Lucky, Psyrit (the first two) and Bipbip belongs to me. Autiss (on the piano) belongs to a friend who doesn't have Tumblr- xD

[facugaray]

[starpillowww]

Bipbip zoooom

@.DallasStars: *mini zooms*

[camille-debard]

Building zone, my participation to errratum magazine ! - July 2020

[flosiovis]

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SEND 🌋 AND MY MUSE WILL BLURT OUT THE FIRST THING THAT COMES TO MIND WHEN THEY SEE YOUR MUSE

Still short. [chin scratch]

[missanalog]

bipbip :) amugy a képeket csakúgy nézegetni és lapozgatni is mindig nagyon jó:)

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[jemappelleluna]

Suject in analysis drawing

Format raisin / pastel / 6h