#padnah

[9-liquid-morphine-9]

Kartinite na stenata v hola i bqha interesni za okoto i bqha na mqsto za useshtane, no tochno edna grabna pogleda mi i se zaklevam, che q zqpah dosta dulgo vreme (ne obicham koncepciqta za vreme). Razglejdah q i se bqh vtrenchil v neq, sled oshte munichko premestvane na chasovnikovite strelki otmestih pogleda si ot tazi neveroqtna kartina i poglednah neq. Predstavqte li si dokato sum brushtolevil za neveroqtnata kartina, koqto priznavam si - ne sxvashtax napulno, no puk izkustvoto e za useshtane i chuvstvane, koeto e drug vid razbirane, tazi sushtata skuchnovata jenska razglejdashe glupavi otkusi ot jivota na horata v socialna mreja. Beshe tolkova predvidima i glupava, majeiki po povurhnostta na mobilniq si telefon sus sredno dulgite si cherveni nokti na koito ne ponasqh formata. Otnovo poglednah kartinata, za da vurna onova vibrirashto chuvstvo ot predi malko. Jestokoto useshtane, che tova nqma da se sluchi me oblada i imah chuvstvoto che padnah v star kladenec. Tq produljavashe da se zanimava s jivota na xorata, a v glavata mi iznikna misulta za golf. Sega, mnogo mi se xodeshe na golf, bix si narqzal edna qbulka, no bez da q belq. Xvashtam se na bas, che tq ne znae zashto e po-dobre da ne se beli qbulka. Poglednah masata pred nas

Na neq se motaeha skusani hartiiki i pepel. Kak mrazq da se nasilvash da prilichash na jena. Ama jena, chovek. Izkluchitelno mrusno i gadno e. Masata lepne v pepelnika e glypavata i "damska" cigarka, koqto se gubi v prustite mi, kogato moite svurshat. Haha pusha skupi cigari. Ne me e zabolqlo skupa, prosto haresvam glupavata kartina nad glavata ti. Iskam da q obgradq sys kurvava dirq ot surceto ti i da zabursha masata ti. Shte te durja dokato se naslajdavam na tova teen plamyka da ugasne v ochite ti bavno. Venata na cheloto mi zapulsira ot tazi fantaziq, a mnogo mi se igraeshe golf. Izklychitelno agresivno i burzo zagasix glypavata i cigara kakto si trqbva, zashtoto koi da se nasili da si q zagasi, nali. Strashno me draznish, kato piqvica si ili ne ne kato malka gadna kalpazanka i v interes na istinata iskam da ti pokaja kolko nevinno slabo syrchice imash, no ne sum losh strashen vulk, suglasihme se az i parchenceto kristal v djoba mi. Dano

[utopiatodaynh]

Cute. . . . . #lovely #bundles #hot #object #padnah #approachable #photo #boom #smile #livealone #diealone #effortless #beauty #hair #treatment #potatoes #pose #elbows #bed #comfy https://www.instagram.com/p/BsGaa7nnJQh/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1vfbyexghlcrn

[friendlyfaded]

in reference to cajun darlin...

william and darlin trying to have a convo in french but uh.... regional dialects are a painnnnn

darlin’ would tease william relentlessly about his people kicking their people out of france all those centuries ago every time he says something about their dialect.

“Je ne comprends pas ton français quelque fois, ma chère.”

“C’est de t’faute d’nous avoir fai’d pauve ‘ti bebes, padnah.”

it’s all completely lighthearted and joking, of course, but they genuinely just don’t fuckin understand each other sometimes

also will being caught off guard by how much cajuns curse

[angelicguy]

*new orleans guy after hitting a viewer milestone on twitch* I made twitch padnah

[nagdabbit]

"Mental health padnah" is my favourite sign of the night.

it's very good! anthony burch saw his chance and he took it and that's why he's my dad

[blissolaced]

Howdy is me, lemme get a candle plz

Howdy padnah, welcome to yankee candle

My favorite scent is like pine-ey but not overly pine 🌲 or anything scented as black cherry 🍒

[padnah-si-po-teb]

Our identity is in Christ, not in our work, our accomplishments or our own good works. Our provision is from God alone, not our jobs or our money. Our authority is in Christ alone, not our own power or strength, apart from Jesus Christ, we do not have any authority, identity or provision. He is our all and our everything. - Paddick Van Zyl

padnah-si-po-teb

[necrofuturism]

this blog ain’t big enough for the both of us...

... padnah.

[ccloseenough]

Kato padnah

[splitsun]

mistavybe replied to your post: It slipped my mind that tonight was soca monarch....

Forget Soca Monarch? Blasphemy lol. Nah but seriously, condolences on your tabanca *hugs* I watchin too if you need a limin pardner lol

I was so close to disconnecting and going to sleep and then it literally felt like a light bulb went off. I can still hit up Jamaica’s Carnival when that rolls around but there is nothing like Trini Carnival. Thanks for the hug and ah could always do with ah liming padnah. 

[padnah-si-po-teb]

God wants to raise rich and successful Christians up whose prosperity will never end - Sunday Adelaja

padnah-si-po-teb

[ecotone99]

Misc Fiction [MF] "Autopilot"

The damned sunlight rips him out of slumber. Slumber was where he always sought solace from the stacco system he devised to keep himself in check. It's stagnant void of unknowing, nothingness and unconsciousness provided all the comfort he required. The ideal refugee shelter. He made it priority to visit at least eight hours a day on weekdays and over twelve on weekends.

The regime begins with “The Constant Argument”. Each morning the loft pleads for his extended presence, caressing him in it's cushy arms of warmth, begging for mercy. The sweet whispered nothings; promises of belonging and commodity almost convinces him every time, “I love you.” And he would have remained if it was not for his responsibilities. So he reluctantly parts with her until their next encounter that seems so ever excruciatingly long for their short lived company.

Following, he tidies himself, all the while staring at the mirror with silent utterances of a low disapproving sigh. The thump at his feet mimicking his sigh serves as a reminder of another responsibility. Ah! An old friend, the patter of the puppy chow being carelessly poured onto the rust stained aluminum. He observes the feast with a slight smile.

The most challenging bit of the old routine is the arch nemesis. By his ruling, “If I gouge down on everything at once, I wouldn’t be able to digest it later and I’ll expunge it. It will satisfy the aches for now.” The best part of it was reuniting with his mistress, “Oceanic¹” Oh the passion she breathes into him fuels his entire day! She gives him confidence, supports his ambitions and drives his motivation. Somehow, her existence sheds hope for a brighter tomorrow.

Commuting to work often tasked him with much difficulty. The sea of familiar, yet empty faces, all engrossed in their daily mingling while he sat in a solitary seat, stationed at the far end of the bus, watching the same old scenery brisk by the raggedy panes. There, he immersed himself in the regular melancholy tunes on repeated shuffle, “!@#$ life” he’d mutter to himself as the wheels of the ancient vehicle came to a halt at his stop.

Once at work that’s where the trouble really brewed. Paper after paper after paper. Accounts, balance, affidavits, reports, time, money, meetings. This was his life. A mountainous, neverending clutter of papers. Paper had become so much of a staple in his life, he couldn’t staple the pages of his own life together. Nevertheless, he got through his assignments, or how he liked to call it, “ass-ignments”, with the help of Oceanic. However, her presence would soon fade within the early hours of midday and he would have no method of coping with his problems.

During luncheon, his apparent aloof exterior composure rendered his mind an impenetrable fortress from the concern of others. The ongoing war took his conscience captive and interrogated it. Are you good enough? Do your parents even love you? What do others think of you? The answers often got clogged from interruption, “Do you have the paperwork finished as yet?” they would ask. Followed by a pause, “No, give me approximately ten minutes please, thank you.”The interrogation continues until five o’clock when he is discharged and walks aimlessly into the open road without looking both ways.

Upon his return, to his shabby, dimly lit apartment, he is greeted by Juana², another one of his mistresses. She helps him to unwind after a long day’s work. Her whimsy, aerial nature allows his bottled up vengeance to escape his overheated body with a single breath, converting his temper to docility. In pure ecstasy, he retorts to the world’s trials in bumbling lunatic laughter, “C’est la vie mon amour!”

“Ay padnah, yuh good dey?” Knock! Knock! “Ah hearing a rel crazy crazy noise!” Knock! Knock! “You good?” Knock! Knock! It's them again, it's always them. They and them and their. “Sometimes I can’t understand a word he’s saying,” he murmurs. With the grace of a drunkard, he hesitatingly opened the door, sighed and responded ensuring to stay a safe distance away, “Oh gawd oi, I good bredda man, life is good.”

After entertaining his neighbour's shenanigan's, he exhaustfully collapses on the ragged, mouldy couch.

At ten o’clock he marches the all too well known path towards the bedroom. Still fumbling to walk. He passes the dangling knot etched to the top of the ceiling fan. As long as Juana was with him, there was no need for it. “Nah not today,” as he shuts the door to his room. The mattress forgives his adultery and welcomes him with open arms once again. As he powers down and rests his tormented soul, preparing for yet another mundane, unsatisfying, mediocre day.

¹Oceanic is an anagram for cocaine

²Juana refers to marijuana

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[cosmicqbit]

Huzoor ﷺ Ne Irshad Farmaya, Kasrat Se Durood-E-Pak Padhah Karo. Ba Roz-E-Qayamat Kasrat Se Durood-E-Pak Padnah Se Qayamat Keh Din Noor Hoga. *(Jami At Sagheer Volume 1 Page: 28, Aab-E-Kauther English Version Page: 40)* #Cosmicqbit

[lindadwerner]

Jamaica vs. Haiti: Finance NOBODY can save money like how West...

Jamaica vs. Haiti: Finance NOBODY can save money like how West Indian people save money in a sou-sou! Have you heard of this before? Maybe under a different name perhaps? ‘Padnah’…’main’…’sol’? Depending on your geographical location, any of the above may be familiar for you. On this week’s installment of Jamaica vs. Haiti, we talk about Finance and the numerous creative ways our people pool together to save money. PRESS PLAY and let us know if you have or will ever participate in any of these. Also, if you have any horror stories you would like to share. Let us know in the comments below! Thank you for watching LIKE / SHARE / COMMENT / SUBSCRIBE Like/Follow our Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/TribeCalledNoel Follow us on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/rg.music/ https://www.instagram.com/machine_gun_mellie Ric & Mel #TribeCalledNoel

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[redtourist]

alpaca on ma arma

[justlykemyke]

😱ooooooooo looool #beatdown #stomp #padnah #popular #menace11society #instagram (Taken with instagram)