#bles im bored

[xumoonhao]

what i read in may 2023 💖

WHAT I READ THIS MONTH: MAY 2023

(entries marked with an * indicate favourites; entries marked with a ! indicate things i didnt like)

ONLINE ARTICLES

The Millennial Vernacular of Fatphobia by Anne Helen Petersen | Culture Study

The Medical Medium and the True Believer by Dan Adler | Vanity Fair

How Many Well Intentioned People Dehumanise Children by Racheous | Racheous

How Horror Reflects Societal Fears by Frankie Wallace | The Review Geek

* What If You Actually Cared About Tea? by Jordan Michelman | TASTE

Here’s How to Actually Be Kinder to Yourself by Jenna Ryu | SELF

Inside the Delirious Rise of ‘Superfake’ Handbags by Amy X. Wang | The New York Times

* Fish Are Not Insentient Dullards by Ben Goldfarb | Nautilus

Listening To The Creatures Of The World by Karen Bakker | Noema Magazine

The plastic road to Everest Base Camp by Madigan Cotterill| Canadian Geographic

! The 10 most iconic jewels through history by Daisy Woodward | BBC

The Titanic of the Pacific by Tyler Hooper | Atavist

TIMELINE: Deinstitutionalization And Its Consequences by Deanna Pan | Mother Jones [may 17]

World's Best--And Worst--Places To Be Mentally Ill by Allen Frances, MD | Psychiatric Times

BOOKS

! Son of a Trickster, Trickster #1 by Eden Robinson (2017)

! Blind Tiger, The Pride #01 by Jordan L. Hawk (2021)

* Tastes Like War by Grace M. Cho (2021)

! Don't Believe It by Charlie Donlea (2018)

! Untamed by Glennon Doyle (2020)

[piratebay]

love tinder when they just. take a pic u know is their skin up close

[noeou]

can u elaborate more about what you feel of twst setting as a school?? i'd like to know why it makes u feel like that!

okay, disclaimer this is mainly my opinion cause im very picky for no good reason. this isn’t hate or anything, by the way.

one.) personalities. yes, i do blame personalities on setting, now this isn’t necessarily bout the nrc itself but the backgrounds of the characters.

the queen of hearts is not an exception to ‘we’re all mad here.’ i don’t think riddle should be as strict as he is, well actually, i think he is the right amount of strict but maybe he could be more insane?? not like a psycho, but yes psycho. i personally think that riddle would be much calmer and smiley, in a scarier way. he wouldn’t turn as red unless he’s upset, when flustered it’ll be a different kind of blushing. he probably won’t be easy to fluster, cause i don’t think he’d take compliments seriously. most he’d received were either mocking or forced, not really genuine. this has to do with my headcanon that the qoh killed her last lovers because of their ‘insincerity’ towards her, considering she’s mad i doubt she’s easy to genuinely love.

i haven’t watched the lion king, but i don’t think scar is actually asleep all the time. i know lions sleep a lot, but that’s because they already have everything. the ladies that bring food, shelter so forth. you could say leona has the same thing, but he doesn’t have the people’s respect. his brother has everything, if he’s like scar that should be something he wants. he wouldn’t sleep all the time, but plotting on how to get the one thing he doesn’t have.

hades sure as hell wasn’t shy in the slightest. he picked up persephone at a party and brought her home and kept her?? i’m not saying idia has to be a carbon copy, but i think (as heir to styx) he can survive without his little brother at his beck and call. if you want to look at the disney ver. HADES TOOK A GIRLS SOUL AND HAD HER SEDUCE A GOD SO HE COULD TAKE OVER THE HEAVENS!! bffr, idia aint shit.

i can go on in another post, these are three dorm leaders and things that stood out the most to me.

two.) it’s hard to see the characters that aren’t in the same dorm interact with each other. i know it happens in game but i just can’t picture anything other than it.

in the nrc, it feels as though everyone is competing with everyone. this probably is true to an extent actually, but in my mind it messes with the flow of dialogue. no one agrees with people out of their dorm (except maybe 1st years) and there is just constant bickering.

when writing im often forced to consider dynamics like this, which is near impossible if no one gets along! no new faces can show up, no new dynamics can be made... maybe im just being overdramatic.

three.) there's nothing to know about other character's backstories.

I LITERALLY COULD CARE LESS ABOUT LEONA RN TELL ME ABT RUGGIE!! each chapter, the dorm leader is the villain (jamil exception) so we only get to know about them. hate to say this, but that's boring asl.

we never get to a deep dive in ace or deuce or characters like that unless it's an event or something. new people won't be ble to learn their lore in the actual story (where it should be or at least in their cards, cause i can understand the story is already v long)

i hate having to look at the wiki for sprinkles of info about characters we talk to once or twice but do nothing for the plot (ehem, jack, you forgot him too huh.)

i could probably go on, but this already took way too long... sorry nonnie for making you wait months D:

[blackmoldmp3]

my mom said we should go to ikea next week all my problems have been solved

[immortalpunz]

can someone do something. like stream. or at least shows signs of life. please

[nonjust-a]

here’s a small plotting call ... i miss writing here

[zo346]

[mihai-florescu]

Watchin u grind the game for primos... my heart aches. For i know this pain. I grinded so much to get childe and it made me hate the game so bad god bles <3

People praise the explorarion of genshin but i think because the end goal is (was for me at the time) primos and not exploration itself, it made me hate everythin that slowed me down. Enemies that pop up every 5 seconds and dont leace u the fuck alone, how little stamina u have, the many hills u gotta climb and the boring quests that don t make it feel worth exploring at all. All for like 50 primos 👌

See if i was grinding for a 5 star i would at least be more at peace with the fact that im not getting it, but heizou being a 4 star... the chances are a lot higher to get him so if i still dont, i'll be upset with myself for doing 130 pulls on yelan's banner when i didnt want any of the 4 stars there.

[deanskitchen]

kels im obsessed w how u wrote "jackles 'heaven is boring' ackles" as though his full name is jackles ackles please dont edit it i love it

dfjlfdkfd i did it intentionally his name is mr jackles ackles god bles<3

[jatpm]

for the nonsense words ask do cytus2

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most):

uhhhh. I think about ivy so often. also rin too even though im still gettin thru ivys logs

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped):

HONESTLY I WOULD SAY NEKO but tbh. i want to give robo a hug. i love the both of them so much.

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave):

dont know who is appreciated and who isnt but *Stuffs paff in my mouth* she is such a good portrayal of osddid i shit you not. god bles she gets the protagonist treatment which does make her boring as fuck at times especially later on in her logs but god i appreciate her so much. also im not @ cherrys logs yet but i LOVE her so far and if anyhing BAD happens to her ILL KILL MYSELF IN FRONT OF RAYARK(for legal reasons this is a joke)

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week):

ok. i saw like 2 minutes worth of ilka content total. ilike her and shemakesme fucking insane oyu know. i want her so bad.

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave):

conneR. sorry. i think he's *train rushes by*

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason):

xenon seems like a a sad wet white dog with red muck aroun d his eyes . also neko but kindly

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell)

good fucking bye noah 😁

[vex-bittys]

Imagine the Possum-bilities: An Underfell Story (part 2)

What’s wrong with Gloomfanger?

Mission: Im-possum-ble

“‘ey, Boss, i think that food you’ve been givin’ Gloomfanger is makin’ him fat,” Red complained, pointing at an undeniably plump Gloomfanger, who rested alongside Doomfanger in a spot of sunlight in twin loaf positions. Doomfanger’s sleek white form accentuated the eternally disheveled possum's rotund physique.

“NONSENSE. I ONLY GIVE OUR PETS THE HIGHEST QUALITY IN NUTRITIONALLY BALANCED MEALS,” Edge boasted proudly. “HE’S PROBABLY GETTING FAT FROM THE GARBAGE YOU GIVE HIM FROM GRILLBY’S.”

“we haven’t eaten out of the trash bin in weeks,” protested Red. “besides, if junk food made him fat, then i’d be fat too, and i’m just-”

“DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT,” warned Edge.

“- skin and bones!” Red howled with glee, and Gloomfanger echoed the sound. Doomfanger and Edge shared an exasperated look over the cackling duo’s heads. Despite his flippancy, Red secretly vowed to put Gloomfanger on a diet. Gloomfanger’s well-being was his responsibility, after all.

Restricting Gloomfanger’s food intake worked about as well as having a Whimsum in the Royal Guard. Red tried to enforce the diet, but Gloomfanger chirped, mewled, and begged for additional food and treats. Red couldn’t stand seeing his pet with such a hungry gleam in those beady eyes; he gave in every time. Now he regretted it.

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“bro?” Red asked in an uncharacteristically tentative way that caught Edge’s undivided attention immediately. Something was clearly wrong. It didn’t take any prying to find out what it was either. Red burst into tears before Edge could even speak.

“i put Gloomy on a diet, but he’s always so hungry an’ i didn’t want him to starve but i only gave him little treats an’ now he’s sick n’ dying and it’s all my fault,” Red wailed in a single, rushed breath. Gloomfanger’s decline gave Red flashbacks to his younger years when he struggled desperately to care for his baby brother. The thought of failing to care for Gloomfanger hit way too close to home.

Edge affixed his calm and collected “Captain of the Royal Guard” facade. It surprised him to see Red so invested in Gloomfanger’s health since he never seemed to care much about anything (especially picking up his discarded socks!). Red rarely panicked; the unremitting clown of a skeleton played off almost everything serious or concerning as a joke.

 “SHOW ME,” Edge ordered, hoping that Gloomfanger simply suffered from mild indigestion and that this was all an incredibly dramatic overreaction on Red’s part. Edge hated being wrong.

The bedraggled possum laid on its side in a nest of Red’s discarded (and likely unwashed) clothes and bedding. Gloomfanger’s sides rose and fell with rapid, shallow breathing, and the poor creature’s eyes bore the flat sheen of utter exhaustion. The possum also appeared to be alarmingly bloated. Edge was no possum expert, but Gloomfanger’s condition couldn’t be called anything less than dire. In the face of this challenge, Edge’s boastful confidence slipped away, and he stood in Red’s room, completely speechless as he fought an inner battle with an all too familiar and often ignored sense of helplessness.

Red pushed past his brother, kneeling at Gloomfanger’s side with tears leaking from his sockets. Red almost never cried, always choosing instead to release any emotional tension in the form of flippant jokes or vulgar humor. In fact, Edge could only remember a handful of times that Red had reacted like this… and all of them involved his babybones self and their struggle to survive in this harsh world. Edge’s SOUL twisted; he had to do something.

“I WILL HANDLE THIS,” Edge stated, more to reassure himself than to offer any comfort to his clearly inconsolable brother. The tall skeleton did the only thing he could think of and pulled out his cell phone to dial the only person that he would ever dare to ask for assistance- his rival and the closest thing to a friend that existed in the Underground, Undyne.

Undyne answered in her usual manner: “Whaddaya want, punk?” Edge could hear the distinct vocal patterns of a magical girl anime in the background. Before Edge could even begin to explain the situation, Red shrieked something about a wound in Gloomfanger’s stomach.

Covering the cell phone with a bony hand, Edge snapped an order at his brother: “GO TO THE KITCHEN… NOW!” Red obeyed, and Edge took his place crouching in front of Gloomfanger. The background noise on the phone quieted.

“Does someone’s ass need kickin’?” Undyne asked in a low, dangerous voice. She may be loud and aggressive, but Undyne was someone that Edge could genuinely rely on in an emergency.

“NO,” replied Edge. “RED’S PET IS-” Edge checked to make sure that his brother was out of proverbial earshot “- DYING, I THINK.”

“Oh,” said Undyne softly. “A suplex isn’t gonna fix that, is it?”

“No,” sighed Edge, reaching down to examine Gloomfanger’s stomach. He needed to see the injury before he attempted any sort of healing. As soon as he touched the creature’s abdomen, something inside of it squirmed. Edge jerked his hand back in surprise.

Red paced around the kitchen, wringing his hands. Maybe Edge knew some first aid techniques from his time in the Royal Guard. If anyone could fix this, it would be his brother, but what if… what if Gloomfanger didn’t make it though? The sound of Edge’s panther-like tread on the squeaky floorboard at the foot of the stairs sent Red dashing into the living room for an update.

Edge held a limp Gloomfanger in his arms, and Red thought his SOUL might shatter… until Gloomfanger chirped half-heartedly at him.

Mouth agape in disbelief, Red ran forward, arms open to receive his miraculously revived pet, but Edge put out a hand to stop him. Red frowned.

“what’s wrong with him?” he asked, craning his neck to catch a glimpse of the wound he’d seen earlier on Gloomfanger’s stomach. Had Edge given the possum stitches? A bandage? Green magic?

“WHAT’S WRONG IS THAT HE IS A HER,” said Edge. “AND SHE HAS BABIES.”

“what?” squeaked Red.

“IF YOU HAD BOTHERED TO DO ANY RESEARCH AT ALL ON YOUR PET,” lectured Edge, who had only looked up information on possums a few moments ago but had no issues with feigning expertise, “THEN YOU’D KNOW THAT SHE’S A MARSUPIAL THAT CARRIES HER BABIES IN HER POUCH.”

“babies?” repeated Red dumbly, still processing Gloofanger’s new gender and unexpected childbirth.

“EIGHT OF THEM ACTUALLY,” continued Edge. “THEY’RE FULLY GROWN NOW, AND CARRYING THEM IS WEARING GLOOMFANGER OUT. IT’S TIME FOR THEM TO BE INTRODUCED TO THE WORLD.”

Edge handed Gloomfanger to Red at last, nestling her into his brother’s arms on her back so that her stomach faced upwards. Eight angular little faces jockeyed for position to peer out of her pouch at the big bright world.

“Gloomy… is a mom,” gasped Red in wonder, realization finally settling over him as tears of joy washed away all signs of sorrow from his face. Suddenly, Red’s sockets narrowed. “Doomfanger knocked up my possum!” he accused.

Doomfanger, who had just stepped into the room, meowed in confusion. Gloomfanger wiggled out of Red’s grip and waddled over to the cat. With the mother possum's help, eight mini Gloomfangers emerged from their pouch hiding place. After inspecting each one with delicate sniffs of her petite pink nose, Doomfanger gave a mew of approval and began to groom the little ones.

“DOOMFANGER IS FEMALE,” Edge stated flatly, folding his arms across his chest.

“lesbians,” whispered Red reverently, nodding to himself.

“THAT STILL DOESN’T MAKE ANY SENSE!”

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[billyspotato]

You should do a part 4 to Dad!billy. We’re they find out there pregnant (again)

Family [Part 5] - Dad!Billy Hargrove

Words: 1.228 words

Type: Fluff

Summary: (What’s written on the request)

Warning: English is not my first language. Sorry if I misspelled something. 

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

A/N: Gif’s not mine :)

You get home from work, letting the front door close behind you and the empty apartment comes into view. The kids are still at kindergarten and Billy is still at work, so the apartment would be yours only, for about 2 hours.

You decided to get some stuff ready for dinner and even start doing the meals for everyone to take to school/work tomorrow.

After almost an hour of cooking and stacking the boxes with the meals, you walk to the living room with a bag of popcorn on your hands while leaving everything to cool down.

You can’t help but hate the silence. Once your first born came to the world, you pleaded for a little bit of silence. Now, after another one and both being a little grown up, you just grew to despite the silence. It almost makes you feel lonely.

While looking at the TV, your mind started to trail to a whole another stuff, to your kids and husband. How cute they all looked this morning, with a bed head and half-closed eyes. Random memories such as the small mumbles the kids could pull off instead of words just couldn’t wipe the smile from your face.

Out of nowhere, you start feeling nauseous. Nausea was the only thing you could feel right as it appeared. You look over at the bag of popcorn you brought, looking for the expiration date, presuming that it would be it. 

The date showed that it would only go bad in a year, making you feel even more confused.

Nausea intensifies and you run to the bathroom, emptying whatever your stomach held.

You wash your mouth and open a pack of gum before putting one in your mouth.

While you leaned back on the counter, you started to think about what could make you feel this way. Your lunch was like any other one you ate last week or the day before, you didn’t eat any new snacks or drinks during the morning. 

You could always be overacting but it was no lie when you say that you’re sexually active. Even with 2 kids, you and Billy still found a way to be very active.

But it couldn’t be it, right?

You open the cabinet under the counter and pull the pregnancy tests from their hiding place. You do them and go to the kitchen to store the food, that you left to cool, on the fridge.

Once you looked up at the clock for the 10th time, the minutes you were supposed to wait are up.

You almost run to the bathroom and once you looked down at the counter, your eyes met two positive pregnancy tests.

“Fuck” you whisper to yourself.

(…)

The front door opens, and Billy walks in with a kid holding his hand and the other asleep on his chest.

“Hey” you say once you step out to the hallway, making Billy look up and smile at you.

“Hi” he says before walking to you and pecking your lips.

You pull your son off him and you walk to the kids’ bedroom. While he is on his sleeping-like-a-rock state, you change him out of his casual clothes to his pajamas. You tuck him in and walk out of the bedroom.

Billy is sitting down on the couch as his daughter cuddled up close to him after pulling herself up the high couch.

“How was work?” You ask him and you sat down as well.

“Boring” Billy admits after kissing your shoulder. “And yours?”

“Tiring”

“Guess we’re in the same boat here” he says, and you smile at him.

Your daughter got distracted quickly with the toys at the far corner of the room and you smile at her as she runs to them, pretty far from the both of you.

“I have to talk to you about something” you tell Billy as you laid your head on his shoulder.

“How many plates did you break on accident?” He asks and you roll your eyes playfully.

“None” you say, and he makes you look up at him.

“You broke them on purpose?” He jokes and you giggle at him.

“No, I didn’t break any plates” you said kissing his chin.

You pull yourself away from the couch and quickly ran to the bathroom, leaving Billy confused with what the hell is going on.

You run back in the living room, holding the two tests behind your back. You sit back down next to Billy and he looks at you confused.

“What’s going on?” He asks before taking a look at his very distracted kid.

You pull the tests from behind your back and his eyes widen with just the sight of them. You give them to him, and he reads the words ‘Pregnant’ about 20 times quickly on his mind before looking up at you again.

“Are you serious?” He asks and you nod. “Oh, my fucking god”

“Daddy! Language!” The high voice yells and you two look at your daughter, who is sitting surrounded with her toys. 

Billy chuckles before saying a quick ‘sorry’ to his toddler. You look over at him and he pulls you into a hug, kissing you head, your cheeks and nose repeatedly making you laugh in his hold.

“I love you so much” he says when he pulls away.

“I love you more” you whisper before kissing his lips.

“Oh sweetheart, that is: im-po-ssi-ble” he says slowly like you were having a hard time understanding him.

(…)

Next morning, your neighbor offered to look over your kids while you two went to have the doctor’s appointment about the pregnancy.

Nothing could wipe out the smile on Billy’s face after the words “Yes, you are pregnant” left the doctor’s mouth. As the doctor left you two alone, Billy pulled you into a real kiss as his hands cupped your face. After he pulled away, he went back to kissing your face as he did the day before. 

“We’re having another kid. Can you believe that?” Billy asks and you smile at him, kissing his cheek.

“I do” you tell him, “But this time, you’re the one getting up during the middle of the night to change his or her diapers.”

“That’s a deal” he says extending his hand to you. 

You take it and shake it smiling at how excited and goofy he gets in these situations.

You two walk out of the hospital holding hands, Billy acting like it’s his first child all over again.

After getting home, Billy was the first one to break the news to your neighbor and she hugged you both right away while yelling ‘congratulations’. 

Once your neighbor leaves, the kids are next.

You pulled your son into your lap as he scrubs his big blue eyes. Billy sits on the ground with his daughter and slowly starts explaining it to her, since the other one is too distracted with your hair.

“You’re having a little sister or brother” Billy tells her, and you laugh at her expression of shock.

“Another one?” She asks and Billy nods as he laughs with you. “Where is he?” She asks and Billy points at you.

Your daughter walks over to you and hugs your stomach as tight as she can.

And she kept doing it on daily basis for the next 9 months of this pregnancy.

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🌸✨Sorry, but I’m not writing in this account anymore. Go check out my new one @twinklelilstarkey✨🌸

[letpapersleep]

plz send asks!!! im in an hour long line. very bored god bles

oc asks appreciated.... xtra much :3

[1892]

im not transphobic but us trans men are all so Boring . god ble ss . 

[alluzja]

SKAM S03E01 - VOCABULARY

skam - shame

høy musikk - loud music

fredag - friday

pa - on

bra - good

både - both

dritdeilige - hot (prob slang idk)

nei - no

pulbar - doable (able to be achieved) (cont. hun er ikke pulbar)

hæ - what

tenker - thinking

at - that

enda finere - even nicer

fin - nice

fått så lav standard - do you have a low standard?

(så - such) (lav standard - low standards)

hva er det med deg? - whats up with you?

du burde vaert mye mindre kresen så stygg som du er - you should be much less picky as ugly as you are

(burde - should) (vaert - be) (mye mindre - much less) (kresen - picky) (så stygg som du er - as ugly as u are)

ingen - no

ikke en eneste? - not a single one? / not one?

Jeg kunne pult alle i første - i could have gotten with every first years

(kunne - could) (alle - everyone)

hør på meg - listen to me

kort, mørkt hår - short, dark hair

pen - pretty

har sett - have seen

Hun som ligner på Natalie? - does she look like natalie?

(som - as)

Jeg tror ikke du har kjangs - I dont believe u have a chance

(kjangs - chance) (tror - believe)

Ikke i dette livet eller det neste - Not in this life or the next one

(dette - this) (livet - life) (eller - or) (neste - next)

holdt på med - kept on with

han var hoy og mork, du er ingen av delene - he was tall and dark, you are none of the parts

(hoy - tall) (ingen - no/neither/nobody)

hvorfor skulle jeg bry meg om det? - why should i care about that?

Da vet du hvor standarden ligger - then you know where her standards lie

(ligger - is located)

Når en jente dater en 20 år gammel modell, skal hun ikke finne en til. - When a girl dates a 20 year old model, she should not find another.

(når - when) (dater - date) (år gammel - years old) (finne - find) (en til - another)

ta stæsjet - take the plunge (meaning: o make a decision to do something, especially after thinking about it for a long time)

Jeg stresser stresser like mye med det - I'm too stressed to have it

Ta det selv - take it yourself

Gjem det - hide it

Jeg kan ikke ha det pa meg - I can't have it with me

(kan - can) (på meg - with me[in this situation, usually just on me,with me, depending on the meaning])

ditt - yours

Bare la ham ta det - Just let him take it

(bare - just) (let - la) (ham - him) (ta - take)

Kjenner ham ikke engang - I don't even know him

(kjenner - know) (engang - once(?)[in this sentence it means "even"])

Hva prater du om? - What are u talking about?

(om - about) (prater - talking longly nonsense)

Du sitter jo og røyker med ham - Youre sitting here and smoke with him

(jo - here[in this case]) (røyker - smoke) (med - with)

Selvfølgelig - of course

gjør - does gjøre - do

er helt sikker - to be quite sure

Hva skulle dere gjort uten meg, da? - what would you do without me, then?

Hva skjer nå? Lukk døra. Jeg skal tisse - What happens now? Close the door. I have to pee

Lukk dora drit kjapt, da. - Shut the door, then.

(lukk - close) (døra - door) (kjapt - fast) (drit - shit, slang)

Ikke bare gå! Jeg ble sittende med han nørden! - Don't just leave. I was stuck there with that nerd.

(gå - go, walk, also: enter, hike, exit)

Jeg måtte tisse - I have to pee

(måtte - must)

Dama di - Your girl

Det her er dritkjedelig - this is boring.

(dritkjedelig - boring)

Halla - Hi (slang)

Lykke dil - good luck

Vi var hos Sana og røyka noen piller - We were at Sana's place and smoked some pills

(noen - some) (piller - pills) (var - were) (hos - at)

De var ikke blå - They were not blue

(blå - blue)

Tror det er de samme - I think they are the same

(tror - think) (de samme - the same) (ligner (på) - looks like)

lille - little

This little boy is actually a girl. Eleven.

egentlig - really/actually/in fact

Så sykt frekt sagt - So damn rude!

(så sykt - so rude) (frekt - rude) (sagt - said)

Nei. Hun er jo søt, hun - No, She is so sweet.

(jo søt - so sweet)

Hæ? Jeg bare kødda - What? Huh? I am just kidding.

(kødda - tuller/kidding[slang])

Seriously. I am kidding. I am sorry.

(helt serr - completly seriously) (unskyld - im sorry)

Emma. You are damn beautiful.

(jævlig - damn) (vakker - beautiful)

Vi stikker - we are leaving

Vet du om disse funker? - Do you know if these work?

(disse - these) (funker - work)

La meg se - Let me see

trøtt - tired

av det - of it

vil - want

sjekker - look for/search

[lokbobpop]

Bible

The English word Bible is derived from Koinē Greek: τὰ βιβλία, romanized: ta biblia, meaning "the books" (singular βιβλίον, biblion). ... The Greek ta biblia (lit. "little papyrus books") was "an expression Hellenistic Jews used to describe their sacred books" (the Septuagint).

Etymology. The English word Bible is derived from Koinē Greek: τὰ βιβλία, romanized: ta biblia, meaning "the books" (singular βιβλίον, biblion). ... "little papyrus books") was "an expression Hellenistic Jews used to describe their sacred books" (the Septuagint

Bible bib le bi ble b idle

Writing the word bible

Im so glad my parents we both atheist and didn’t believe in god because even as a kid it seemed so far fetched

Some people read the Bible i cant imagine a more boring thing to do its all riddles and rhymes

Reading the word bible

Big book and have no desire to believe it or read it full of stupid stories that dont make sense.

The films as kids like Ben hur where you saw Jesus not i dont doubt for one minute there was a person called Jesus that did these thing but the work has been altered for the power of the few to have control over the many.

When at the gym the instructor José would read the Bible because his wife wanted him to and he believed it after to i thought there lost

The story is the same story as a Egyptian story hundred of years before that.

Sayin gout loud bible

Bible lession come up here people do this.

Thoughts of th south in America where its the Bible Belt and they are well up fro god and these stories

Lads bible on facebook is the only bible i like to see

My nan when to church and sang and died an early age the Bible didn’t help hey

Bible bathers had a few at the door you just cant get rid of them and they come back if your talking to them.

Sf

Does this definition support me no lots of judgment towards people who believe in the Bible and thoughts of being superior to them for they belief and not seeing they have there own path to walk.

Bible b able

Bible

A book for people who are lost on need guidance from the out side

How will you live this word? By seeing people of the Bible as in there own process of life and that they to one day will see the light lol well there way and not ot be judged by me but supported by me.