#bitterly

[wiirocku]

Luke 22:61-62 (NKJV) - And the Lord turned and looked at Peter. Then Peter remembered the word of the Lord, how He had said to him, “Before the rooster crows, you will deny Me three times.” So Peter went out and wept bitterly.

[blmpff]

IQ subs my beloved

[rightnewshindi]

चोटिल होने के कारण क्वाटर फाइनल में हारी निशा दहिया, फुट फुट कर रोई पहलवान

Peris Olympic 2024: ��ारत की स्टार पहलवान निशा दहिया को क्वार्टर फाइनल में हार का सामना करना पड़ा। वह महिलाओं की 68 किलोग्राम भारवर्ग में उत्तर कोरिया की पाक सोल गुम के सामने थीं। हालांकि, निशा के लिए यह मुकाबला बेहद दर्दनाक साबित हुआ। उन्होंने तीन मिनट तक 8-1 की बढ़त बना ली थी। फिर उत्तर कोरियाई पहलवान ने निशा को मैट से बाहर कर एक अंक अर्जित किया और स्कोर 8-2 हो गया। जब मुकाबले को खत्म होने में…

[quotationadmiration]

We've never had it so good, most of us. Nor have we complained so bitterly about our problems.

Mario Cuomo

[morganbritton132]

The person who knows Steve the most is Tommy. The party is annoyed every time they are confronted with this fact, because sure. They know Steve’s favorite songs and his hair care routine, but Tommy knows that too. He also knows that Steve is allergic to aspirin.

Nancy and Jonathan are standing in the middle of Melvin’s arguing about painkillers because neither can remember what Steve asked for, and decide to just grab one. They all do the same thing anyways, right? Wrong.

Nancy barely has the bottle off the shelf when it’s grabbed out of her hand, “Wow, Wheeler. Breaking his heart isn’t good enough? You wanna kill him now too? Get Tylenol.”

Steve calls Dustin up and is kinda whiny until he agrees to go to his house and watch movies. He doesn’t want to do this. He makes it clear that he doesn’t. Like, an hour and a half in, there’s a knock at the door.

It’s Tommy with a birthday cake that his mom made and insisted he drop off. Dustin didn’t even know it was Steve’s birthday. They’ve known each other for two years.

Tommy is roaming the shelves as Family Video, rolling his eyes about Steve befriending Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson and a band geek and how loudly they are just dicking off at the counter. Theyre snacking on brownies Robin brought in, and then he hears a wheeze.

Then panic. Then the thump of a body on the floor. Then without even thinking, he’s pulling an epi-pen out of his pocket and jabbing it into Steve’s thigh. Of course his ‘friends’ have no idea about his peanut allergy. Of course.

Steve has the presence of mind to blurt out, “Is that expired?”

“I don’t freaking know!” Tommy snaps, and then snaps his fingers in front of Steve’s face when his eyes start to droop. “Hey, stay awake until the ambulance gets here.”

“Am’lance?”

“Yeah, the ambulance,” He says, turning to Steve’s friends. “You did call an ambulance.”

And Eddie and Robin are like, “Yes” as they slowly back up to go do that.

[lactosefreevanillayoghurt]

hmmm

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The dog days are over.

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[stil-lindigo]

you wonder why I'm bitter?

[georgelore]

twitter users are so funny

[valyrfia]

idk what to say except that this race has just been a microcosm of the charles and carlos time at ferrari. charles pulled off a generational drive, fighting through from p20 to the podium to do all he can with the bad luck he was dealt, meanwhile all carlos had to do was overtake the car in front or crash out trying and the ferrari championship would have been ours. instead he chose to protect his own race over winning his team the championship. goodbye carlos sainz, i won’t miss you as a scuderia ferrari driver.

[nathanbellamy]

Has this been done before

[sublimati0ns]

daily koss #18: guy who totally doesn’t have deranged kinks due to unresolved issues he really should work through … bsky

Trying to do the ‘post-war redemption (-ish) arc relationship thing’ means indulging your (ugh) (shudder) (gag) partner when he calls in a ‘weird interface favour.’ Sadly, you are less dense about his feelings than you used to be. What the frag was all that about?! (…Maybe you’ll admit it felt good in the moment, though.)

[somuchbetterthanthat]

Thinking of Vander, two weeks after they buried Felicia, a week after he tried to murder Silco, putting two traumatized girls to bed and getting back in his bar and everybody has been roused by alcohol and the tone is belligerent, tonight; like the moment of sadness has passed, and people are discussing, arguing, debating, wondering- the fuck, you know? They lost so many, and for what? And though Vander was part of it all, was the main face of it all, they all rage over Silco, how extreme he'd became the past few years, how he kept wanting more and more and more -

And it's the first time Vander hears it from outside is head and it's wrong. He knew, deep down, that Silco was less liked than him, even before - too smart, too cunning, to be fully trusted in a world where betrayal is as common as breathing; but they'd built something here and part of it all belonged to Silco and Vander ended up betraying it all. Vander's the traitor here.

It's unbearable, suddenly, to be in this room, with those people who agree with him. Yes it was too far. Yes it was too rash, too soon, yes it wasn't worth it. But was it worth drowning the one man he craves the presence of so badly right now? Was the loss of Felicia worth the loss of Silco, too?

Vander's half drunk when he gets out of the bar, blindly going back to where it was all planned, to the very beginning of their dreams. Nobody's there. He stares at the dust accumulated, of their jackets, still there, and there's still paper here and he tries different sort of letters - but, shit, how do you say, I'm sorry I tried to murder you? How do you even apologize for that? he gives up after seven or twenty attempts, go back outside, throw up, trembling and furious at himself and wanting to break something or someone's head and that's the problem, too, isn't it? Can't deal with his fucking feelings without his fists, hasn't ever have to learn to be patient, or cool off, or think and speak after because there was Silco for all that.

Falls asleep outside of the mines, wakes up cold, groggy, hangover, curses because the girls, fuck it, the girls - so he rushes to the bar and they're up, and Vi's got that serious expression she's gotten in the last few days - determined, closed off, responsible, as she tries to make eggs for little powder, who's still half asleep against her plushie. "Scoop over," he says. "I'll teach you. Might not always be around-" Powder stares up, eyes already filling with tears, and Vi tenses up, and he stumbles going: "In the mornings, kids. You guys sleep less than I do, is all I meant."

(he can't do this on his own, he thinks, afterwards. Screw shitty letters. He needs to find Silco. He needs to make things right. Won't trust him again, and that's - warranted. Fine. He'll get it. He'll stay back. But there's gotta be a way where they work again together. For Zaun. For Vi and Powder. He just needs. To find Silco back. And he will. He won't give up. Not on him, nor on the promise they made.)

[vhvrs]

2/2 wip i posted on twt but not here in hopes id finish it but there r chances i may complety redo it. so.

[plaguedoctormemes]

yesterday I was a transsexual fag, today im a transsexual fag, and tomorrow and forever I’m going to be a transsexual fag regardless of what any piss stain wants. Trans people have existed since before any of us were born and I plan to continue to exist to see a new generation of trans people born.

[baejax-the-great]

If I were a writer at a big game company working on a sequel to a beloved series and the higher ups kept telling me to make the game shittier and kept sending my work back to me to be dumbed down even further somehow, and then once most of the writing was done they laid me and my coworkers off illegally without severance, I'd probably gleefully watch as people trashed the shitty game that shipped.