#toforget

[kidfoundonstreets]

i have so much hangouts its a little exhausting its fun dwdw just ahfh one finally screwed over another event (two times) in a clash and now i feel awful

[vinestaffery]

hey yall, rant post and stating this other then my persona on tumblr

ive been participating in artfight recently and genuinely not feeling up for it anymore, especially since theres been so much going on w it. i had gotten some defenses but ended up getting blasted w hate from them because i didnt revenge them back

im not the type of person to be done lickity split out of nowhere for artfight, i genuinely take time and can become really unmotivated — ive barely done any attacks in the past week bcz of how unmotivated i am. i love artfight, its my second year (first time actually participating) so its just a shocker seeing everything going down, not toforget the random rudeness coming from some people

please remember to respect artists esp unmotivater/small artists or artists in general. dont try force revenges bcz in the end it is a free choice to revenge or not!!

[rockman-x]

time is an insane thing ie elected toforget it rxists

not everyoe is happy with my decision (in fact veryone is mad at me)

[asksintheapartment]

ok.. :) -ca (smiling threw the pain)

..iim sory if i madeyuo think i wwanted toforget you i dont i realy dont

[mothpile]

(peacefully) wow intermission 2 is really short i think its only gonna be like 10 or 11 pages. thank fuck. lets all promise toforget all about it immediately thanksto chapter 4!! yayy!!! give it up for chapter 4!!

[princessdreamie]

DBH part 68

On Saturday at the ferguson mansion

Na came to visit again, hanging out with Se and Ll. The little boy told his distant relative what happened last time at the park as they were playing. Na laughed at the story, thinking that it was just bizzar to hear.

All reminded the girl about her taking her drops. She left the back at the living room so the kids came downstairs to get them.

B4 they could do so, the 3 of them heard E arguing with someone o the phone. As much as both kids wanted to eavesdrop on the man, Ll dragged them to the other direction.

Once Na took her meds, the young kids wondered what they should do next. Se wanted to visit his mom but got reminded by the girls that his dad forbid him to drive there without a good reason. The boy groaned, fell on the couch & played with his action figures.

Na asked her little cousin if he liked playing basketball.

His response: „No. But there isnt much to do exept for baskedball or tennis in their area.“

The gurl though for a moment and got a great idea

„Maybe you just Haven't found the right sport yet. Your dad loves playing golf & C is a Basketball star. Who knows, maybe you find somethung you are good at.“

The boy, frustrated with her weird idea, declined. But the girls didn't give up so easily. First, she asked Ll to analyze his physical talents & they would go from there.

At first it seemed hopeless. Se was not big on climbing or running. So ball sport was out of the question immediately. So was swimming. Although he loved to swimm in the sea theur faith dwindled once they remembered that he has the tendency toforget to get out of the water from time to time.

But they could still do something with water. Ll gave the 2 a list of watersport. Waterpolo, swim gymnastics, surfing, windsailing and so on.

A few moment prior at E's room

E was getting furious with his team on the phone. Not only did they lose their shipment but somehow also got scammed by an amateur after a meeting outside the country.

The worker who was tasked to take care of the shipment pushed his responsibilities onto a newbie, who had no clue what he was supposed to do.

Both were fired immediately, they made enough damage for them to set them back months.

The CEO got an email on his pc, and finised the call to read it.

He was sent some photos from a weird guy. But not Just any weird guy. The photos were made at the evening where his son and Br went not too long ago.

E hired somrone to keep an eye on his oldest, so that he knew if something might be amiss. And he was right to trust his gut. The person was always close by. From the entrance, to the movie, after party upto the point where both were heading back home. The mysterious stranger was hoy on their tails.

E replied back and ordered to find out more about this man. He wouldnt sleep well if he knew a weirdo like that could be able to do any hram to him or his family. The sooner he vets his hands on him the sooner they can get back to their normal lives.

[catastrfy]

when i think of crowley that way, i hope that what she offered him was the choice: did he want to remember and be angry at himself for the suffering he's gonig thru, or did he want toforget so he could be angry at her? i really hope that.

Thinking about Crowley.

For a long time, I thought of him as sort of like a sleeper-cell for Team God. (Assuming that God is good and not just arbitrary and power-mad.)

After S1 I really believed Crowley might have a little bit of insider knowledge. He still talks to God, always questioning, even mocking— but that’s prayer! To talk to God, directly, that’s prayer. Crowley, a demon of Hell, the Serpent of Eden, prays.

But after S2, my perception has shifted a bit. I still kind of think our demon might be a sleeper-cell for Her, but I’m no longer convinced that he’s in on it. She may well have asked him, before the Fall, and he may well have agreed without understanding what he was really consenting to. But I do think his memory has been tampered-with. And I do think he had beef with God, up in Heaven, about the beautiful Universe she was “planning on shutting down.”

It’s just… She made Crowley, and Aziraphale. She’s reported to be omniscient and omnipotent. That kind of means that except for free will, She set things up how She wanted them. On purpose.

If She really is omnipotent, omniscient, and good, then our angel and demon have been instruments of Her will this whole time. Crowley is Her sleeper-cell amongst the minions of Hell— even if he doesn’t know it.

I feel it’s childish of me to want to redeem Her as a character, and yet… And yet.

And just think about it, how mad, how irritated, Crowley will be when She finally returns, carrying with her all of the memories she took, so that proof of Crowley’s initial consent is thrown back in his face, now that he’s gone through all of that suffering without ever knowing why. By taking his memories, She robbed him of his sense of purpose. What a wildly cruel thing to do to him, in the name of …what, secrecy?

I’m not at all sure things will go that way. She is ineffable, the very first of Her name. We may never be granted the information She’s withheld. But what a role for Frances McDormand!

Our poor snek has suffered so much. Will he think it’s finally worth it, if he is, indeed, a sleeper-cell for God?

Only if he gets to be with his angel, I think.

[eric-sadahire]

Some people say elephants love alcohol because they love the taste… but I think it’s because they drink to forget.

[daringhope]

#unforgettable #toforget #blindsearch #blindlyresearching #pricenoprice https://www.instagram.com/p/CS9Cm_VBGEA/?utm_medium=tumblr

[anghelpo]

Makaka Move on din ako

[heghoul]

"Been   there   done   that',   sweetheart.   Morals   got   me   nowhere   in   200   years."   Why   start   now?   Specially   when   the   world   is   cruel   and   a   wastelands.   It's   annoyingly   so,   how   often   she   seems   toforget   he   ain't   human   no   more.   He   might   resemble   one,   and   he   might   keep   himself   in   check   to   keep   memories   and   time   but   all   it   takes   is   one   missing   dose   and   he   would   he   gladly   chewing   down   her   neck.   How   rare,   she   treats   everyone   too   damn   kind   and   he   wants   her   to   grown   a   goddamn   backbone.   He   knows   she   has   one,   her   finger   on   his   hand   a   reminder   that   she   too   can   make   it   out   here.  

"I   ain't   evasive,   you   just   ain't   asking   the   proper   questions."   The   Ghoul   speaks   in   turn,   flashing   a   smile   of   white   teeth   in   turn   and   once   she   begins   to   prepare   the   food,   he   hums   in   approval   taking   a   seat   as   Dogmeat   settles   by   his   side,   as   he   simple   watches   in   turn.   "There   you   go,   see?   Taste   like   damn   chicken   for   you,   little   miss   vaultie."   But   he   did   promise   to   give   some   information   so   he   leans   in   to   take   a   bit   himself   before   tossing   a   piece   to   dogmeat.

  "See   that   sign   over   us,   missy?   That's   the   land   where   I   come   from.   I'm   surprised   the   thing   is   still   up   and   not   falling   to   pieces."   Hollywood.   What   a   bullshit   job   he   had,   but   he   had   enjoyed   making   the   movies,   genuinely.   He   taps   his   hands   on   his   pants,   leaning   again   on   raising   unexisting   eyebrow.   "Let's   start   with   a   name,   considering   just   calling   me   Ghoul   would   be   derogatory.   There   are   many   of   us,   more   than   you,   probably.   Name's   Cooper."

        “Maybe you should gain a few,” Lucy retorted, annoyed that he won’t answer the question. It’s almost as if he wants her to lose herself to depravity. Sometimes, she worried over the memory of their first ‘honest’ exchange. Even though he took her finger in response – he almost seemed proud. That she had become so feral in a struggle for survival. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

          “Plenty of people survive just fine not consuming people jerky. I don’t see why that must be part of my journey.” A free hand settled on her hip; Lucy grew more frustrated. “Why are you being purposefully being so evasive?”  However, her frustration was slightly assuaged when he handed her the ran away. “Thank you…” Perhaps he was messing with her, for one reason or another. After all, he seemed to like teasing her. If he hadn’t somewhat compassion for her plight, he wouldn’t have given her a better way to prepare it, right?

        Lucy began to prepare the food as Cooper instructed. Even if she was unsure if she could bring herself to consume it. Then he dangles a carrot about information – and she’s too curious not to take a bite. With a defeated look upon Lucy’s features, she gives in to his request, “Okey-dokey.” Once the food was finished, she eyed it one last time and took a hesitant bite.

[memorylane2017]

How do you unlike someone who's been a part you?

[quiebrapatas]

Parece que me río, pero no me olvido

Quiebrapatas

[femmefaggot]

WAIT I JUST REMEMBERED BORRASCA AGAIN

[albica-deus-blog]

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[steviephotographs-blog]

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