What the hell lady. Is this how you’ve been taught to treat a friend? I don’t recall having ever asked you for anything, but this time is a bit too much. You behave as if you’ve never been taught to think for the people around you. You’ve never bothered taking the bus to mine, have you? You’ve never bothered to come out without your boyfriend, you’ve actually never bothered to anything. I mean I know most girls get carried away at that age, but this, really? It’s not pleasant to be on the receiving end of your lack of ability to care for the wellbeing of others. Pretty sure I have many faults too, but I damn well don’t do that to any friend of mine. Do you know how long the waiting times for buses are? 45 minutes, and today it was lucky the weather was only cold. It’s dark out there too! This place isn’t familiar to me at all and for some reasons, it doesn’t feel very safe when the night falls and there are no street lights. The bus, oh the bus took such a long time to come. But I bothered. And if you don’t learn to treat your friends decently, then you don’t deserve my time, effort or company.
I’m really put off this time, yea?
Meant it when I said I’d put my head for you on the line in a heartbeat.
Don’t know if I’m sane now, I don’t know anything at all. It’s just one of those times that I have no idea if I’ll ever be normal or be okay, wading through this waking nightmare and living hell inside my head.
But thank you for carrying some of that weight with me, and for being there when I really didn’t know how to ask.
You, you don’t know what you mean to me. No-one else ever saw any worth in me before you did, nobody cared because I was a nobody. You saw who I really was inside. You were the only person I ever felt safe around, the only person who looked out for me, with the exception of my dad. I know what I was like when I was back home, I was so lost and I didn’t know where I was going or what I was doing. I don’t know how anyone else could’ve seen anything good in me, but you did. And it is your constant well wishes, that are part of what keeps me going in this lonely, foreign place. So thank you. You are much older than me, but so much more tolerant and understanding than most other grown ups. I see you, brother. I hope you find happiness, because a great man like you deserves so much more. I’m happy you are one of the people I’m coming home to see, going back to my roots. It won’t be for a long time, but I need it so. You are one of the people I will remember when I make it. I hope you already know. When I make it, and have the means to, I will be there to help you and watch your back, like you did for me. Please be safe, please thrive and God look after you.
The people that I love, I will love until the day I die.
An Iranian Revolutionary Guard weeps by the body of his brother who was killed by heavy shelling by Iraqi forces, in the early days of the Iran-Iraq War, Kooreh-Moosh heights, Kermanshah Province, Iran, 16th October 1980 -
Exploring “Ghost City” (город-призрак) in Seredinkovo, Russia
For more bizarre and beautiful photos from “Ghost City” in Seredinkovo, explore the Город Призрак location page.
Old taverns, abandoned docks and ghost ships are all part of “Ghost City” (город-призрак), a park located in the small town of Seredinkovo in the Russian countryside. The park premises were originally constructed as a Russian movie set in 2010, and were designed to look like an 18th-century European city. Now open to the public, the former film set allows visitors to explore the “city” and dress up in period costumes. With replicas of prisons, gallows, hotels, cemeteries, a fort and more, the park offers opportunities to capture time-worn landscapes for visitors and Instagrammers alike.
Today’s whiteboard drawing: Checks and balances!
Milky Way over Yellowstone
Image Credit & Copyright: Dave Lane
The Milky Way was not created by an evaporating lake. The colorful pool of water, about 10 meters across, is known as Silex Spring and is located in Yellowstone National Park inWyoming, USA.
Source: NASA, Astronomy Pic of the Day.
Behind the clock face of Big Ben, 1920s