#toburn

[nouveau-riche-princess]

i think we just have toburn it all down like it all has to burn down, all of it, burning, it has to burn, all of it has to burn down and we have to do it

[gooddayquote-blog]

Never let an old flame burn you twice 👈👈 #quoteforlife #quoteoftheday✏️ #quotesilove #quotesaboutlife #deepquotes #quotelover #quotelove #lifelessons #lifequotes #lifequotestoliveby #letitgo #never #let #anoldflame #toburn #you #twice #gooddayquote #lifereminders #quotetofollow #followus #followquotes #followusformore https://www.instagram.com/p/BoCmB1pFRFd/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ol3kapzi1wwn

[feeleash]

Charred Remains #blacknwhite #abstract #artoftheday #fires #nothingleft #toburn #surrealism #dark #psychedelicart #stop #andseethatsthething #victimsupport #enoughisenough (at Planet Earth)

[olive-chashma]

What if, it is the Sun's need to burn, that keeps it going and being a life source is just a by product? . . . #sun #sunset #sunsetmusings #lifesource #need #necessity #toburn #desert #whitedesert #whiterann #camels #eveningscene #existentialism #needtoburn #writing #expressing #moment #allthatisgrey #musingsinmonochrome #prose #poetry #transient #word #writersofinstagram #blackandwhitephotography #photographersofinstagram #bnw #bnwofinsta #bnw_inst #capture https://www.instagram.com/p/BtIKtwwnEvv/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1jdmun8ewkvdw

[baereaved]

yo i rlly am gonna be forever bitter that my most popular fic is about a ship i don’t even like, i mean... pal.

[sunblazes]

i sort of miss uncle nasty though i hope the priest takes care of him <3 (i hope the show video shows the context of this lmao)

that priest is going toburn that doll.sosorry. tbh it was a great scene when he took him away.very sad actually I’m sure as well the video willVERY VITALTO THE PLOT

[sunmisbf]

we’re halfway through june n abyss still hasn’t announced anything literally nothing abt sunmi’s cb i am going toburn that fucking company to the ground

[pyreshegone]

 there comes a point where ryan is about to hit her again. she knows all the warning signs well before he even raises his hand and knows whats about to happen. every time it’s happened before this she can’t seem to move until it’s over let alone fight back, the fear is paralyzing. but this time, for some reason, it’s different.

livvy grabs his wrist and begins to burn.

it takes ryan about a half second to realize what’s happening and as soon as it does he’s screaming. crying. begging. but there’s no one there to hear him and they both know it- he wouldn’t have tried to hit her if there were prying eyes. livvy doesn’t let up even after he’s fallen to the kitchen floor and there’s steam curling from between her trembling fingers, the kitchen smells eerily like cooking meat.

she crouches to his level and looks him in the eyes, never letting go, just tells him- calm as anything even over the sound of his screams- that if he even so much as looks at her wrong, it’s going to be his face next. he should nod if he understands her. he does. and then livvy knocks his phone off the counter so he can reach it on the floor and tells him he should probably dial 911.

even with immediate medical attention, he never has full use of that arm ever again. despite skin grafts and plastic surgery, the burns scar in the shape of a little girl’s hand so he can never forget how they came to be.

[lovlieziam]

if you're still doing drabbles can you please do 43 with lilo?

Here I am, like FIVE YEARS LATER. I’m so sorry, I’m the worst. Also, fair warning: I know nothing about misdemeanors and their punishments, so like…suspend your belief for this please.

43. YOU DID WHAT?!

“YOU DID WHAT?!” Liam shouted, bringing a hand up to rub athis forehead. He had been on the phone with Louis for less than a minute, andhe could already feel a headache coming on.

Really, he should have known this wasn’t going to be a funphone call as soon as the words “you have to promise not to freak out” came outof Louis’ mouth. Louis’ persistence to make Liam’s life hell had pretty muchjust became a fact at this point. His full name was Liam James Payne, the skywas blue, Louis lived to make his life hell.

“Oh, come off it, Liam. It’s not that big’a deal.” Liam felta hysterical laugh bubble up his throat. He could practically see Louis waving his hand in the air,rolling his eyes at Liam’s reaction.

“Not that bag of a deal? Notthat big of a deal?!” Liam shouted. “Louis! You’re in jail and you’re telling me it’s not that big of a deal?” It wasmoments like these that Liam was extremely grateful for the phone separating them.Liam wasn’t entirely sure he wouldn’t strangle Louis, had the man been standingin front of him right then.

“Eh,” was Louis’ oh-so-reassuring reply. “I mean technically, yes. I am being held behindbars, but it’s just a holding cell Liam. It’s not actually jail. I just need someone to come sign me out, reassurethe cops that someone will be making sure I ‘never do this again’ and blah blahblah. Really, you coming to pick me up is a formality.” There was a pause, thenLouis added, almost as if an afterthought, “And also I don’t have a ride home, so,y’know, there’s that.”

Liam closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose to tryand release some of the tension building up behind his eyelids. Fucking Louis.

“Gimme fifteen, then. Jesus, Lou.”

Liam could picture Louis’ shit eating, smug ass grin in hishead as the boy said, “Thanks, Liam! You’re a peach!” and hung up.

Fucking Louis.

***

The last thing Liam expected when he got to the policestation was to see Louis sitting in a chair next to an officer’s desk, saidofficer listening raptly to whatever Louis was saying with her head in her handsand hearts in her eyes.

Really, Liam felt like he couldn’t stress this enough: fuckingLouis.

“Liam!” Louis’ focus immediately zeroed in on Liam when hewalked in, his expression morphing into a sweet smile that had Liam’s hearttripping in his chest. It was his “Liam smile” as their friends had so calledit. Sickeningly sweet, with just a hint of something undeniably wicked. Liamwasn’t entirely sure he agreed with them; Louis’ smiles always seemed to be abit wicked.

“Oh, so this is the famous Liam, huh?” The officer said,also standing and moving around her desk to greet Liam. “I’ve heard so much about you.”

Liam felt his eyebrows climb his forehead, glancing to Louisand finding the boy starting to turn a pretty shade of red.

“U-um, really?” Liam asked.

“Mmhm,” the officer replied. “I just had to know about theboy Mr. Tomlinson was committing a misdemeanor for.”

If anything, Liam was even more confused now. “A misdemeanor?What did he do?” Liam looked back to Louis, who was, oddly enough, trying toburn a hole in the ground with his eyes.

The officer laughed. “I’ll let him explain that to you,yeah? I just need you to sign some forms for me and then you guys are free togo.”

Liam shot her a suspicious glance. “That’s it? No…conditionsor anything?”

The officer laughed again. “Nope, not for you at least. Mr.Tomlinson already knows about his fines, and what’s going on his record, butotherwise you’re both free to go. After the forms, though.”

Liam followed the officer when she moved back to her desk,scribbling his name where she told him, all while his curiosity burned brightin the back of his mind. Apparently what Louis had done was a big enough dealto get him arrested, but not big enough to have any serious consequences?Seriously, what did he do?

Once they were finished, the officer thanked Liam, turningback to the paperwork on her desk and all but verbally dismissing them. Liamthanked her, before wrapping one of his hands around Louis’ elbow and all butdragging him out of the station and towards his car.

“Okay,” Liam said as soon as they reached the vehicle. “What,exactly, did you get arrested for?”

Louis shrugged, rolling his eyes all while avoiding Liam’sgaze. “Like the pretty officer said, Liam, it wasn’t a big deal.”

Liam tried not to let the effect Louis’ words had show—but theofficer was pretty, okay? And Liam couldfeel the hot press of jealously settle in his belly at Louis’ flippant words.

“It was big enough to get you arrested, Louis.” And okay,maaaybe Liam hadn’t meant for that to come out quite as harsh as it did, but he was still trying to stamp down hisirrational jealousy, okay? He figured he gets a pass.

Louis shot Liam a wide-eyed look, his surprise at Liam’stone obvious. For a moment they just stared at each other, Louis remaining frustratinglyquiet. Liam let out a harsh sigh, bringing his hands up to rub roughly at hisface.

“You know what? It doesn’t even matter. Forget it, let’sjust go.” Liam rounded the car, throwing himself in the driver’s seat and resolutelylooking forward as Louis let himself into the other side, his movements a lotmore careful than Liam’s. Louis had barely gotten the door closed before Liamwas throwing the car into park, taking off towards Louis’ home.

Logically, Liam knew his bad attitude was unwarranted, itwas just…Louis seemed so unwilling to tell him what it was that he’d beenarrested for—like he couldn’t trustLiam with that information. And he knew, he knew,that it was more likely that Louis was just embarrassed about whatever it was,but jealousy was still burning hot in his gut and making him more than a littleirrational.

They drove in silence for a while, and they were almost to Louis’building when the man finally spoke up.

“Liam, can we…can we make a short stop somewhere?” Liam sawLouis twine his hands in his lap as he spoke, his nerves obviously bleedingthrough. “It’ll be really quick, I promise.”

Liam felt a sigh make its way up his throat, but he swallowedit back. “Fine.”

Louis bit his lip, murmuring a quiet thank you before askingLiam to take a left. Liam did so, following Louis’ directions until he askedhim to pull over in the known graffiti district. Liam put the car in park, morethan a little confused when he turned face Louis.

“Well, c’mon then, Liam,” Louis said, and with that he wasgetting out of the car and walking down the street. Liam had to scramble out ofthe car and jog to catch up with him. He followed Louis around the corner,almost running straight into him when he came to an abrupt stop in Liam’s path.

“In hindsight, this was probably a really dumb idea.”

Liam looked up, his brows drawing together as he processed Louis’words.

“What was a dumb idea?”

Louis gave a wild gesture to the wall in front of him. When Liamlooked forward, he felt his breath stick in his throat as he took in what he saw.

“Louis,” Liamwhispered, more than a little awed. It wasn’t because the sight in front of himwas anything spectacular looking—it definitely wasn’t, Liam could tell it wasn’tdone by anyone with a lot of artistic talent—but it was what was on the building in front of him that had his breathcatching.

The words “Go out with me?” were written, surrounded by abunch of silly cartoon hearts and Louis’ signature smile.

Liam was pretty sure his heart was about to beat out of hischest, happiness rising in him like a flood, before a thought occurred to him.

Louis had only brought Liam here because Liam had asked, because Liam asked to know whathad gotten Louis arrested in the first place, and then gotten pissy when Louiswouldn’t tell him.

Louis had planned to ask someone out, had gone and made anover the top gesture in typical Louis fashion, and that person wasn’t Liam. He didn’teven want to tell Liam about the graffiti,and why would he? Louis probably knew about Liam’s feelings by now—it wasn’t likeLiam was the poster boy for subtlety—and was trying to stave off theawkwardness that would no doubt arise when Louis told Liam.

In a flash, the hot coals of jealousy flared in Liam’sstomach and he felt tears well up behind his eyes. He pushed them back,determined not to let them fall.

“Oh,” Liam let out. “This is, um, this is really nice,Louis.”

Behind him, Louis let out an indignant snort. “You’ve got tobe shitting me.” Liam spun around to face Louis at the incredulous tone. “I getarrested for your ass and you say this isreally nice, Louis. What the fuck.” Louis’ tone went up at the end, tryingto mock Liam’s voice. Liam had half a mind to be offended, but he was too busytrying to figure out the implications of Louis’ words.

Louis had said he’d gotten arrested for Liam. As a matter of fact, the police officer had said she needed toknow about the boy Louis had committed a misdemeanor for, and Louis had toldher about him.

I’m an idiot, Liamthought as Louis started ranting in front of him—talking a mile a minute aboutstupid, dense boys and their complete lack of appreciation and blah blah blah.Liam wasn’t really listening anymore, but he was smiling. He was grinning atLouis so hard he probably looked like a maniac.

“I love you,” Liam cut it, stopping Louis mid rant.

“What?” Louis asked, his eyes wide as they focused on Liam’s.

“I said I love you.” Liam took a step forward, plantinghimself directly in Louis’ space and cupping his jaw in both hands. “Like, somuch.”

“Oh,” Louis breathed out, his eyes darting between Liam’seyes and mouth. “So, um. Is that a yes, then?”

Liam rolled his eyes, not bothering to answer as he leaneddown and captured Louis’ lips with his own.

“Mmm,” Louis murmured. “So a very enthusiastic yes, then?”

Liam was rolling his eyes, even as he was leaning down for anotherkiss.

[rockalyona]

Fever till you sizzle what a lovely way to burn 🤦🏼‍♀️🤒😨 А я-то думаю, чё меня носит сегодня)) . #fever#tillyousizzle#whatalovelyway#toburn#whyohwhy#idontwantthis#mayijustfly#nooo (at Moscow, Russia) https://www.instagram.com/p/Br0kwjaAF1h/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=179n9ausn4lag

[shelbynswanson]

let them eat cake

let them eat cake

My bitter contemplationsHave me writhing with desperation Who are you?What have we become?What happened to the daysWe once had full of fun? I used to think I could share my world with youIt seems that our attachment is just under review Bureaucracy, mediocrityWaiting in lines to fuel your diarchyWaiting in little rooms for small problems toBurn us down You said let us eat cakeThere is not…

[tomluongo]

September 2022 Issue of Gold Goat's 'n Guns Newsletter -- The Autumn Slide

September 2022 Issue of Gold Goat’s ‘n Guns Newsletter — The Autumn Slide

“We danced in graveyards with vampires till dawn,We laughed in the faces of kings, never afraid toburn”— Little Earthquakes, Tori Amos (Subscribe to the newsletter here)For months I’ve been looking forward to September as a pivotal month in the history of humanity.The events of the past 10 days have my head spinning.  I can’t write fast enough to keep up with the changes. Today, the FOMC will…

[kbkhospitals]

Skin Grafting In Hyderabad

Skin grafting is a common surgical procedure to treat wound area. This is a treatment that decreases the area ofchronic leg ulcers and heals them completely and thus improving a patient’s quality of life.

Skin grafting is a surgical procedure that involves removing skin from one area of the body and moving it, or transplanting it, to a different area of the body. This surgery may be done if a part of your body has lost its protective covering of skin due toburns, injury, or illness.

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

“No New Negotiations In Gold Mines Strike,” Toronto Star. November 20, 1941. Page 37. ----- Eight Kirkland Lake Plants Affected, Merchants on Cash Basis ---- PICKET IN RAIN --- Kirkland Lake, Nov. 20 - (CP) - A light rain fell on picket lines around eight Kirkland Lake gold mines early today, with no sign of opening of negotiations to settle the strike called Tuesday night by Local 240, International Mine, Mill, and Smelter Workers (C.I.O.)

Statements issued by the mine operators and union representatives last night and early today made no mention of new negotiations.

The operators’ statement denied a previous union statement that Labor Minister McLarty had said ‘the employers will not negotiate or do business with the union in accordance with the government policy.’ The operators quoted an official statement issued in Ottawa Tuesday, in which no specific mention was made of the union contention.

Miners’ Statement William Simpson, president of local 240, issued the following statement:

‘Pat Conroy, secretary-treasurer of the Canadian Congress of Labor, asked the minister of labor at the Tuesday afternoon conference whether employers refused to negotiate or do business with local 240, the position thereby created would not be contrary to the policy of the government as set out in O.C. 2685. The minister of labor agreed.’

Merchants in Kirkland Lake have been placed on a cash basis by wholesalers, and most retailers have adopted a similar policy.

A union statement said only ‘about two dozen employed passed through picket lines of the 3,800 affected.’ Operators said more than 275 men were working at Wright Hargreaves, about 80 at Maccas, and that Teck Hughes, Sylvanite, Toburn, and Bidgood were working on a reduced scale. Lake Shore and Kirkland Lake Gold were closed down.

C.C.F. Issues Statement The following statement on behalf of the C.C.F. was issued today by Angus MacInnis, national vice-chairman and M.P. for Vancouver East:

‘The strike at the Kirkland Lake mines is the inevitable and logical result of the refusal of the government of Canada to carry out its own declared labor-industry policy.

‘By the passing of Order-in-Council P.C. 2685 more than a year and a half ago the government approved the principle of collective bargaining, through representatives freely chosen by both parties, as the means of settling all disputes between employers and employees.

‘The mine operators at Kirkland Lake flout this principle and insist on choosing the employees’ representatives as well as their own. In this strange action they are supported by the department of labor.’

[iratobs]

Burn the Ships - For King & Country (Lyric Video).

Step into a new day, We can rise up from the dust and walk away. We can dance upon our heartache, yeah. So light a match, leave the past, burn the ships, And don't you look back.

Don't let it arrest you. This fear is fear of fallin' again, And if you need a refuge. I will be right here until the end. Oh, it's time toBurn the ships, cut the ties. Send a flare into the night. Say a prayer, turn the tide. Dry your tears and wave goodbye.

Step into a new day, We can rise up from the dust and walk away. We can dance upon our heartache, yeah. So light a match, leave the past, burn the ships. And don't you look backSo long to shame, walk through the sorrow. Out of the fire into tomorrow, So flush the pills, face the fear, Feel the wave disappear. We're comin' clear, we're born again. Our hopeful lungs can breathe again. Oh, we can breathe againStep into a new day. We can rise up from the dust and walk away. We can dance upon our heartache, yeah. So light a match, leave the past, burn the ships. And step into a new day. We can rise up from the dust and walk away. We can dance upon our heartache, yeah. So light a match, leave the past, burn the ships, And don't you look back .

[nomanismyequal]

I AM ONLY A WORM WHO KNOWS MY OWN DISGRACE IN CHOICES BUT MY INSIGNIFICANT SELF KNOWS ALL TRUTHFUL REALITY OF OUR SPIRITUAL WELL-BEING AND GOD CARRIED ME FOR FIFTY YEARS WITHOUT MY KNOWLEDGE TO GIVE ME THIS POWERFUL TRUTH TO SET THISE PRECIOUS FEW FREE WHILE DELIGHTING IN THE HERD BEING LED TO THEIR OWN PERDITION BY CHOOSING SUPERIORITY OVER GOD AS FOOLISHLY AS POSSIBLE IN DENIAL OF ALL THINGS GOOD IN TOTALITY AND YOU MUST DELIGHTFULLY RELISH THAT PAIN ILLUSION FOR ALL IT IS AND KNOW THAT NO MATTER HOW MUCH PAINFUL EXPERIENCES YOU WILL EVER SURVIVE THAT BY BEING DEVOTED TO LETTING YOUR INDIVIDUAL LIGHT SHINE AS BRIGHT AS IT NATURALLY SHOULD ALL THEY CAN EVER DO IS GIVE YOU FUEL TOBURN BRIGHTER BY GIFTING YOU WITH THAT SWEET PAIN WHICH GIVES YOU STRENGTH THAT IS UNDEFEATED IN EVERY WAY AND ALL PAIN IS GOING TO BE FORGOTTEN IMMEDIATELY UPON YOUR SOUL LEAVING YOUR CORPSE BEHIND AND EMBRACE THAT PAINFUL GIFT WITH ALL YOUR MIGHT BECAUSE IT IS TRULY THAT WHICH DOES NOT KILL YOU THAT MAKES YOU THAT MUCH STRONGER AND TAKE MY EXAMPLE AS FACTUAL EVIDENCE THAT GOD IS REACHING OUT TO YOU WITH MY OWN REVELATIONS OF BEING SUCH A WRETCHED MAN IN MY LIFE BELIEVING THEM WHO TRIED SO HARD TO KILL ME WHICH ONLY GAVE ME THE POWERFUL FORCE OF TRUTH WITHOUT ANY FEAR BECAUSE I KNOW I MUST REACH OUT TO YOU WHO ARE THOSE RAREST IF GODS BEAUTIFUL SOULS WHO FEEL OUTCAST WHEN WE SHOULD ONLY FEEL BLESSED.

#thesefuckingmonkeys #poetcafe #poemsporn #withlovedivine #anothermasterpiece #mysmalltalkissolarge #letmesinkin #stopjudgingmewithureyes #spiritualrecovery #spiritualwellness #spiritualwellbeing #spiritualbeingwell #spiritualhealing #spiritualhealer #healyourselfinoneinstantforever #healallyourownpainnow #healalllifespaintoday #endyourlifespaintoday #rapeculturecrime #rapecultureawareness…