It is hardly read that a man gives up their child to die for wretched seeds who found him of no value.
Your Maker, GOD in heaven gave his only begotten son that you may not sin, may not yield into temptation, and have everlasting life.
If your Maker wishes you not to sin, it’s not to cause pain. He’s trying to preserve your joy.
!❤❤
Choyun committing suicide😱
Questism chapter 160 release date and where to read
One day, a man found a fowl lying powerless and injured on the side of the road. He felt sorry for the bird,and picked up the winged creature, taking it to his home to care for it. He treated the bird’s wounds and took great care of it, and the fowl started to recoup, but it still might not fly. The man at that point… Read More »Self reliance
I have been blaming myself, for the things that I have never done. over thinking everyone would blame, and make my fun. the girl inside me screams, so hard for her freedom. the girl who had dreams, to follow her passion. her soul was like a flower, she was blossom shower. She used to bloom the garden, with fragrance like the rays of sun. she… Read More »The girl inside me
Am done being told what to do I’ll walk my own path from now.”
Neither belonging to one or the other scorn of his and the other race.
He must find his path and also complete his quest.
join Adrien in his journey to finding himself.
“FUCK YOU.”
He said to the god.
I AM ADRIEN FREAKING SINCLAIR THE ONE AND ONLY
NECRO_PHILIM
A MONSTER OF YOUR CREATION.
AND YOUR FUCKING DEMISE.
The poem reflects a poignant journey through a garden of roses, symbolizing both beauty and heartbreak. The speaker navigates the thorns, representing challenges and lost love, while memories of joy and broken promises haunt them. As the vibrant sky turns dark, the contrast between love and pain deepens, evoking a sense of longing and nostalgia for what once was. The imagery of the garden captures the complexity of emotions tied to beauty and loss.
In the peaceful corners of the brain, Lie dreams tragically missing, and abandoned. Blurred shades, similar to fall leaves, In colors delicate as memory laments. When clear shades of red and blue, Presently murmur pale, a muffled shade. These fantasies were brilliant, they took off, they sparkled, However time continued on, and they were no more. A kid’s expectation, a youthful heart’s fire, Painted skies… Read More »Shades of Failed to remember Dreams
Under twilight skies, the sands lie cold, Quiet shores in silver shape. Waves kiss the shore, a delicate compass, As mysteries in the shadows creep. I walk alone where shadows fall, Where sea murmurs, weak and little. My means sink somewhere down in grains so fine, Leaving follows, faint plan. Impressions stretch, a peaceful way, Driving ahead, no repercussions. Each imprint a second, brief and… Read More »Impressions on a 12 PM Beach
It is quite pleasing to watch our little girl growing up and turning every day of her life quite gracefully. As mothers, we naturally cherish those lovely moments and often return to our crazy childhood living. Slowly her kiddy trails start disappearing and she starts asking questions that we won’t expect to come from her. This is it…I admit. As a mother, I am quite… Read More »When your little girl approaches Womanhood…..
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