#driten

[jaubaius]

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[thjesht-nje-emer-midis-njerzve]

“Çpate ti moj hene qe driten ja trete,apo te tha dielli qe ta marresh me vete” are the saddest words ever sanged.

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Slasher smoking marijuana head cannons, the post above prompted me . I'm not much or a writer sorry if its hard to read :>

Jasion Voorhees

To be fair weed is natural just don't tell jasion ur smoking it bc his mama told him it was bad and there's no way hed be comfortable with it .

Thomas Hewitt

Thomas would like it and wanna go on a nature walk.hed wanna look at every flower ,mushroom and decomposing animal y'all come across. Likes holding hands but be quiet bc he gets overstimulated easily by noise when he's high which will make him have a nervis brake down and need to cover his eyes and ears to regulate himself.

Buba sawyer

Buba would get paranoid his first time worried about intueders or Driten would get mad or would know automatically somehow , when he settles down he'd wanna stem with you like play patty cake or just fidle with ur hair and fingers after a bit of that he would put on his pretty woman face and dance with you to record music in his room( he sent like listening to radio after nubbins joined grandma and Grandpa) .

Michael Meyers

Michael would only eat infused brownies. Then stare out windows and hum lil tunes to himself and be inhumanly still whale doing so, after starting out the window at nothing particularly then hed go pick you up and carry to the couch sit you in his lap and pet you till he falls asleep.

Ghost face ( billy and stu the 2 for 1 meal deal )

you cant tell me stu and billy don't know how to roll a mean blunt ,they get all giggly and go on long tangents about stories and ideas.Stu talks about dreams and multiverse whale clutching a pillow to his chest and he also gets more flirtatious but there even dumber flirts then usual like " hey baby are you just happy to see me or...or is is that a fier work in you're paints *leans in real close and whispers in ear " you make my pingis explode" billy would think this is supper funny and just keep repeating pingus. //

billy talks about psychology and schools of thought cracking as many bad jokes as he does good along the way. Hed feel like what he's saying is super smart and important so hed constantly tell / insist for stu to wright it down which he would get out a pen and paper but just be drooling most the time and not fully listening but when he duse wright it down he would write the bad jokes aloung side it so at the end of a smoke sesh there's just like three pages of neet stuff indistinguishably shoe horned between doodles and nonsensical jokes

Bo sinclair

bo smokes cigs and joints and gets his self rolled ones mixed up sometimes which is always funny i feel like he gets hella munchies and wants supper specific snacks that they don't always have so he gets lester to go pick em up for him,when lester final gets back with bo's goodies he looks so excited whale also trying to pretend he's not about to scurry up to his room like a goblin and devour everything like he's been starving for six weeks and its his last chance to eat ever again, im talkin riping bags open haphazardly and just taking fist fulls and shoving it in his mouth getting crumbs everywhere and staining his face with artificial coloring he's also extra touchy like " come'er darlin i ...i wanna touch ur face a bit " which just leads to him staring at u while holding ur face for an uncomfortable long amount of time and i wouldent count on him washing his hand after eating so now you have food stains all over you're face too .

Vincent sinclair

Vincent has a secret bong collection that only lester knows about and is allowed to touch. Vincent smokes to calm down and get inspiration but most of the time he just ends up wandering around his room rearranging stuff and playing with soft wax. When he feels like he likes the new look of everything hell get Josey to come and "verify" the new lay out if she approves they will cuddle and vincent will stair into her eyes and try to telepathically tell her how mutch of a good girl she is.

Lester sinclair

lester is the one who is growing it and he does not smoke allot he just enjoys the amount of care it takes to grow a good batch, although when he duse that's where his more interesting looking taxidermy comes from. He will proudly display it in his yard and make wild life scenes with them, he also plays with them like barbies they all have names and personalities some get along others have majer beef ,if you ask him about it hed be more then happy to spill the tea about how pollen the bird opossum slept with armadillo racoon turtle behind her husband eagle fishes back and now shes pregnant again but already had foure rat squirrel kids to look after and lost her job so she dust know what to do .

[meemira]

Kerkese Do te doja shume gjera... Do te doja qe teksa jashte erresira e qiellit te kete pushtuar driten e vaket te rrugeve ,ne te rrinim ne ballkonin e vogel e te shihnim prej erresires se dhomes ne erresiren e rruges. Spo te kerkoj luks, por mire do te ishte qe ajo te ishte nje dite jo e vrenjtur. Qielli mos te kishte re dhe ato te bardhat, te veconin prej territ te mbuleses se zeze qe mbulon kokat tona. A thua po kerkoj shume?

Do te doja qe mendjet tona te benin dashuri. Fustani im i gjere nder kemb e i ngushte nder bel sdo ti bente pershtypje mendjes tende, e di... Ndoshta pak do te ngacmonte shpatulla e dal prej fustanit te rreshkitur qartazi me qellim...

Syte sdo te dukeshin nga erresira e dhomes me siguri. Ke pare ndonje here mace ne erresire? Vetem irisi i syrit arrin te dallohet si fener i vogel edhe ai me shume veshtiresi. Ashtu do te veshtroheshim me 2 fenera te vegjel nder sy...

Do te doja shume gjera... Do te doja ta shijoja vetmine, doja jeten me bombat, furtunat, luftrat, zhurmat dhe aty diku fshehur edhe ty.

[h0rnyforart]

A pak ni nate me driten

Se njof driten 🙄

[444names]

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[in-tenebris-et-in-solitudine]

Se dikur te lash ste pash te humba un ty.. Kthehu prap ne ket mbremje, Ne zemer kam dhembje, Kthehu ne sy te te shoh, Kthehu me krah leshuar ti zog i harruar, Nen driten e henes qendro.

[rheinsiegmagazin]

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[profilingdestiel]

tw: parental abuse (physical & emotional)

3 sons who idolize their cruel fathers, despite consistent abuse, because they are so desperate to earn his love just once.

driten adam “the prohibition of man suffering from anger” // boy (2010) // honey boy (2019) // succession (s3e9) // carol lee “to die for” // succession (s2e6) // josé olivarez “the boy and the belt” // succession (s3e3) // ocean vuong “on earth we’re briefly gorgeous”

[margaretfjerde]

13.03.2020 - Eplemos

[girlflix1]

A e din si asht ai ..

Si hije hynore qe te ban larg te keqes

Krejt erressiren e largon ,e njashtu asht ai

Ne syte e tij shoh boten e pamunjt

Shoh driten e diellit qe munja prej kohesh me e arrit ,, e asht ai nan ai qe smuj me e than

Asht ai djal qe per vet mu me ka ba e

Asht ai djal qe me ngrohtesin e tij i fshehn krejt merzit e mija ,e pra ai .

…ai qe ti smunde me besu se do kishe arrit gjer ketu ku je tani me ta

Asht ai qe smund me te lendu as me hijen e vet

Asht ai qe veten e hedh pana teje nan

E un arrij qe veten time ne dor te atij e leshoj e sme gjen gja se ai me run prej te keqes e te keqes

[beezzzboy]

Sa i leht do ishte gjumi ne qofse bashk me driten do fikeshin edhe mendimet

[mr-gentlemann]

Hi! Kujtohem here pas here per ty...si je tani? Ndihesh me mire? Nuk njihemi por kemi folur nje here dhe ke qene duke vuajtur per dashurine e humbur. Si eshte jeta jote tani?

Hey , ckemi .

Faleminderit qe interesohesh . Tbh jam mir , per t mos te then jam super , kam ne krah dike qe dua , qe me vlereson qe me do , qe e dua shume .

Ky blog eshte vetem per te kujtuar dicka . Qe jeta vazhdon edhe pas erresires , ndonjeher ku i dihet , mund te jet me e bukur se me pare .

Ndaj nga kjo gje i them te gjitheve , se pas cdo erresire ka drit . Mund te duket e pamundur , mund te zgjas shume . Por me siguri ka .

Un e gjeta driten time pas kaq kohesh , ndaj te gjithe mund ta gjejne .

Ndoshta ishte e then te ndodhte keshtu , te vuaja pak dhe pastaj te isha i lumtur . Ku i dihet .

Shpresoj dhe ti te jesh mire 😁

[ratkozahiri]

Doktor e humbem

Ora e vdekjes?

18:02

I vdekuri: Doktor, e di kush eshte gjeja me idiote kur dikush vdes?

Cila?

Qe nuk e pret, pak a shum si per dashurine, vjen gjithmone ne momente kur nuk je gati, je aty ne barin tend ku pi kafen cdo dite, ngre syte dhe sheh.. gruan e jetes tende. Dhe aty normalisht do thuash gjera te tipit "dhe un e pi ujn me gas".

Kalojm te gjithe jeten te idealizojm momente dhe kur vin e kuptojm qe.. qe nuk jemi gati.

Si per provimin e gjeografis, zysha te therret dhe ti papritur harron gjithcka. Kush eshte kryeqyteti i Libanit, a mbjellin agrume apo ku dreqin ta di un.

Epo ndoshta jeta nuk eshte e gjitha ketu, mbaron per te rifilluar ne diemensione te reja, ne forma te reja.

Jua them un doktor, ktu vdes dhe pik. Dhe kerkoj ndjese per skepticizmin tim ama kjo gjeja e rimisherimit me duket nje karllik i madh.

Ne qofte se eshte e vertete qe ishim nje dore njerez ne fillime, si eshte e mundur qe tani jemi 8 miliard, cfare i ka ndodhur origjinaleve.. ndoshta jemi thyer ne mijera copeza, cdokush me kompetencen e tij dhe me bindje se i duhet dikujt ose dickaje.

Dhe e di ti doktor qe ekziston nje tip qe shkruan biskotat e fatit, them.. te shkruash fatin e tjerve eshte nje pune, por fati ne te njejten kohe eshte nke shpikje ashtu si dhe restorantet me pagese ose gatimi kinez.. juve ju pelqen gatimi kinez doktor?

Po, por nuk e tres dot me.

Shiko, ne qofte se do doja tu rimisheroja do doja tu ktheja ne dicka vertete te nevojshme, dicka pa pretendime, te nevojshme dhe qofte per nje cast te vetem.. ku ta di, buka me qofte ne terminal. Dhe me beso qe buka me qofte nuk i pelqen cdo personi, ai qe e merr e ka bere per faktin se e pelqen vertete ate.

Ne kte pike me vjen natyrshem nje pytje, duke supozuar qe nuk ekziston rimisherimi, cfare ka pas vdekjes?

Ju si njeri i shkences po me pyesni ne qofte se ka dicka pas vdekjes, ne qofte se do e shohim driten e famshme ne fund te tunelit. Me vjen keq t'ju zhgenjej por nuk ka asgje. Ne fakt dicka ka, vdekja pikerisht. Ti ngul syte dhe te thote:

Cfare?

"Beirut!"

Beirut?

Beirut.

Dhe ti e sheh dhe e pyet, "zonja vdekje pse Beirut?" Dhe ajo te thote "kryeqyteti Libanit".

Heheh Beirut, cfare idioti. Mos gaboj kam qen njehere, vite me pare, dhe tani qe e di doktor.. vdes gjithsesi.

[legene]

Cili esht mendimi yt mbi dashurine?

Eshte si te pyesesh te verberin per driten , kur ta perjetoj do te them . Krahasim vl po hajt mo .

[henplota]

E kur dicka e keqe ndodh, kupton se je merzitur kot per gjithcka ka ndodhur me pare. Kur shkaterrohet dicka e kupton se ke qene e lumtur dhe je shqetesuar kot per gjithcka.

Sa e veshtire eshte jeta ndonjehere. Perpiqesh te kuptosh se cfare ke bere, ku ke gabuar apo pse Zoti po hakmerret kaq keq ndaj teje. Por une e kam ende besimin.. me ndeshko i them. Me ndeshko dhe me perqafo me vone. Nuk merzitem me te. Fol me mua i them, me thuaj ku kam gabuar dhe me jep zgjidhje, me jep force. I lutem ende cdo nate, i kerkoj edhe falje dhe ende po pres per nje pergjigje.

Sa e veshtire eshte te mos marresh dot fryme. Te mos jetosh dot. Sa e veshtire eshte te jesh gjalle e te sillesh sikur ke vdekur. Jam perpjekur gjithe jeten time te kem vemendje, te ndihmoj njerezit, ti bej per te qeshur dhe nese vet nuk kam qene aspak mire, kam dashur te jem e dukshme, e pranishme… dhe sot ndihem e padukshme. Edhe era jep nje shenj qe po fryn, ndersa une asgje. Heshtje nga te gjitha anet sepse nese flas, fajin do jua hedh atyre.

Te jetosh me frike sepse gjerat qe i tregon botes mund te duken kaq te pastra, mund te duken sikur nuk kane asnje kokerriz pluhuri ne to, sikur ti nuk qan kurre, sikur je gjithmone e lumtur. Por dreqin te gjithe kemi probleme. Askush nuk eshte i lumtur. Dhe une kam patur gjithmone probleme. Keto kohet e fundit kam patur cdo dite, e ne fund beja sikur gjithcka shkonte mire, sepse i jepja force vetes. Pse duhet tju vij inat xhanem! Pse duhet te mendoni “ah sikur te kisha jeten e saj!” Jo. Cdo gje qe kam arritur e kam ber me forcat e mija, kam luftuar forte dhe nuk e kam gezuar asnjehere.

Me vjen per te qare, sepse nuk mund te jem e pranishme aty ku ndihesha me teper gjalle. Aty ku pija kafen e mengjesit dhe kafen e pasdites. Nuk mund te jem me ore te tera ne tavolinen time duke u ankuar per vogelsira sepse ndihesha e lodhur. Nuk mund te bisedoj me njerezit qe kaloja me shume kohe. Me mungon perditshmeria ime.

Jam e bllokuar. Ndihem e bllokuar dhe e pafuqishme per te ndryshuar fatin. I kerkoj njerezve te me presin, te kene durim me mua keto kohe, por fundja pse duhet te presin ata per mua? Durimi ka nje fund apo jo? Sigurisht qe ka. Askush nuk mund… nuk mund te presi kaq gjate.

Frika se mos humbas gjithcka kam arritur deri me sot me tremb. Ndihem sikur vazhdoj e rrotullisem ne nje humnere te thelle deri ne berthamen e tokes. Ndjej nxehtesine… ndjej sikur skam nje litar shpetimi.

Por cfare ke per te humbur fundja? Te gjithe vdesim nje dite. Per cfare luftojme kaq shume? Pse i komplikojme kaq shume gjerat? Perse duhet te arrijme ketu?

Mbaj mend kur zysha e letersis fliste per personazhin e nje libri dhe thoshte: “ Ai e ka fatin e shkruar. Ka lindur per te vdekur. Aq. Aty fillon e mbaron. Nuk i del dot kundra fatit te tij. Askush nga ne nuk i del dot kundra fatit. Te gjithe kemi lindur per te vdekur.”

Atehere nuk i kuptoja keto fjale. Nuk i perceptoja dot. Por.. sot e kuptoj. Dicka qe eshte e shkruar nuk mund te ndryshohet. E une kam ngritur duart lart dhe fatin tim po e le ne doren e kujdo qe e ka shkruajtur.

Nese me duan, do presin per mua. Nese ka Zot, do gjej ai zgjidhje per mua.

Ndersa sa per ty Hene… e di qe nuk kemi folur me njera tjetren fare kete jave. Por nuk kam cfare fjalesh te them. Jam e shuar. Jam e fikur. Jam bosh. Pa mendime. Pa fjale. E nese mund te besh dicka Hene… me ndrico rrugen. Me trego driten ne fundin e ketij tyneli te pafundem. Me jep nje shenj se gjithcka do shkoj ne vendin e vet. Kaq dua prej teje.

Po shkruaj per te rikuperuar nje jave te tere pa folur, pa qare, pa u shprehur. Shkruaj per te rikuperuar energjite shpirtit te shteruar. Shpirtit te larguar nga trupi. Shkruaj qe te me kuptojne ata qe cuditshem me shohin. Shkruaj te me degjojne ata qe kane nevoje te dijne dicka me teper per gjendjen time. Shkruaj per te treguar se vajza e qeshur dhe moskokcarese qe ju shihni perdite nuk ka qene e lumtur per nje kohe te gjate. Eshte perpjekur, por nuk ka mundur.

Prandaj gezohej nga nje fjale e mire. Prandaj i qeshnim syte sa here dikush i tregonte mbeshtetje. Prandaj perpiqej ti bente njerezit e lumtur.

Sot gjithcka ka ndryshuar. E kushedi kur do rregullohet. Por une… une jam e fort. E do e gjej nje zgjidhje. E me pas do jem mirnjohese per cdo buzeqeshje qe do kem.

Bie shi, por ka dhe diell. Prandaj… deri ne momentin qe dielli do dali perseri mbi mua, durim dhe pritje. E nese nuk mundeni, mos u merakosni per mua. Do ta gjej nje zgjidhje…. Do ta bej per mua, per ata qe dua, per Henen dhe per ty Zot.