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traveling on train is so nice :)
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a storm and a thunderstorm flooded some rivers in my state, blocking me to travel for 2 hours to catch a flight. ok. came back to my city and managed to get a later flight (i was supposed to be arriving at my friends house now, yet i'm still at the airpoirt). i was supposed to be boarding now. the flight is delayed one hour. no gate yet. i was gonna arrived with ONE hour to spare for my concert. i'll arrived the time the concert will start. it's a 30-45 car drive. i need to put my backpack in a locker before that. by now, i'm just hoping rbd is super late to the stage tonight 😭 some things have to go right today, i need no traffic as well. by this time i'm begging to every god in existence.
#a childhood dream slipping away#the guilt of not going back to the city yesterday might eat me alive
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Day 77: Sunday March 17, 2024 - "Welcome home Mama Audrie"
Audrie was gone to work the past full week - having picked up a trip, hoping we'd crash the overnight, only for us both to gut through the week and just "make it" to Sunday where we had committed to going low and slow together. She crushed it, with several days strung together with unbearably early mornings, that should have gladly traded with being woke up instead by toddler feet in the face - oh to be home in our own bed. And she finally arrived here early, with a whole Sunday ahead of us, she was greeted by her three loving boys, that wanted to soak in all her attention, and make a case for the most of whatever was left of Mama's energy, that had been missing from this place for WAY too long. And today, it was Huckleberry who seemed to be needing it the most. Maybe he sensed how much Audrie's been missing her top dog, or maybe he has been feeling a little ignored with William being such a live wire the last month...or who knows, maybe someone lit off some fireworks while I was running to the airpoirt to pick her up - but he sure wanted to be close to Audrie today. And I watched as he sniped his kisses, and buried his head in her lap and soaked in her smells....thinking how "I totally get it" - it aint easy, this lifestyle. It was fun when we were young, but now that we have the serious business of home and family, this lifestyle can be a drag on everyone....but at least it affords days like today, where we are just really truly happy that shes home and that shes here. If she was here all the time, we'd certainly not even know to miss that great feeling; Huck, WIlliam and I instead get it on the weekly. And since she would only be home for a couple days this time, instead of flowers, I welcomed her home with her favorite beers. Welcome to your weekend! We got a day to reset, and fill Huck's buckets back up, before diving in to do it again this week.
Song: Wilderado - Rubble to Rubble
Quote: "My story isn’t pleasant, it’s not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories; it tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves." ~Hermann Hesse
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jisung was so cute at the airpoirt today aaa :) his little airpod case
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mother i need to speak w you n all your gremlins abt price bc i am going FERAL abt him
you guys dont understand hes just a big bear i jusy need Him to hold me with those massibe ass hands I need this ugly ass mustache all over my gave I NEED THIS MAN
hes amazimg Hes iconic HE IS THE MOMENT I NEED HIM YOU GUYS DONT UNDERSTAND HE IS MY MAN ... how am i supposed to Live without a brown haired British man Whispering "Bloody hell On my ears Or whateve British ppl say
HES THE TYPA MAN to say "c'mere baby.. C'mere n kiss my beard " When hes drunk Cus idk all men i knew did this with their wifes N hes that typa men
HES ALSO THE TYPE OF MAN WHO WOULD stay with crossed arms in an airpoirt seeing men fixing the plane and be like "If i had my tools w me ... "
AND HE KNOWS HOW TO COOK I FEEL IT I FEEL UT IN MY SOUL and He would use aprons "No he wouldnt- HE WOULD And if you gave him an apron he would use it every time he entered the kitchen y8u cant tell me otherwise (I would give him a "#1 wife" apron Cus hes my Homewife
sorry i needed To let it all out This man He is 🤤🤤
OH YOU ARE DOOOOOWN BAAAAAAD
I'm afraid it's too far gone to be cured. You have a case of the PeePaw Plague.
Daddy Price has really done a number on you, you got that brain rot goin.
I can definitely see Peepaw as one of those wholesome white dads that think they can fix everything better, love their BBQ and beers and just want everyone to smile and have a good time with their families.
Then on the other hand i can see him being absolutely feral in the sheets.
You seen that video where he just fucking flies across the screen shooting cunts mid air? How fucking badass is our father?? Straight up
THIS is a relevant simp
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NAIA 2 To Be Renamed MDA!
MANILA, Philippines (The Adobo Chronicles, Manila Bureau) – The Manila International Airport Authority (MIAA) has announced that Terminal 2 of the Ninoy Aquino International Airpoirt (NAIA) will soon be converted into a “domestic only” airport.
As such, MIAA will change the name NAIA 2 to MDA — Manila Domestic Airport.
A spokesperson for MIAA told The Adobo Chronicles that it will no longer…
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Last night she said oh baby I feel so down
I did. I felt tired, sleep deprived, my head hurt. I was angry and in just a terrible mood in general. So I went to bed early, leaving my sister and parents talking. I wrote about my feelings, I watched halu. The water was for cleansing.
I ended up having dreams where I felt mad. I was at my sister's graduation party, sitting at a table next to luiza and she kept hitting my arm and breaking every glass i was drinking. After it happened a few times she was mad at me for breaking all those glasses, and I felt so mad at her I decided to leave. First to another area of the party, then home. After sleeping for a few hours I thought about going back but oc course didn't.
Second dream was about a trip. The details are fuzzy. I kkow I talked about covid and at the end, even though we were arriving at an airpoirt we were on some sort of train and some pople i had been talking to stopped at the McDonald's in the airport entrance. I also remember I was about to take a pill for nausea which was shaped like a chess' pawn, meant to prevent nausea but some guy wanted to see it and actually dropped it and lost it. My mother was there and she mentioned the next trip was going to be hectic, but i dont know what she was talking about. In the back of my mind I had germany's trip.
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Sân bay so với lễ đường kết hôn càng chứng kiến nhiều nụ hôn chân thật.
Bệnh viện so với nhà thờ càng nghe thấy nhiều lời cầu nguyện thành tâm.
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whisper | do not edit
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no one posted about the Jin pic cause it's fancafe content and only supposed to be for those who paid
#we hate capitalism on this blog yoongi would support me#anyways no need to completely go into stage 5 emergency I would never post the actual video on here I'm too scared of bighit#already posted this but........#how about you all channel this energy into not sharing sasaeng pics nd airpoirt pics nd not shipping#no one was complaining like this when i would livestream vlive streams#ask#anon#answered
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traveler around the world harry; a concept
like/reblog if you save :) the ask box is open, feel free to ask something
#harry styles#harry styles aes#harry styles mb#harry styles aesthetic#harry styles travel#harry styles airpoirt#harry aesthetic#harry styles lockscreen#harry lockscreen
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So basically this guy on Youtube said that he saw the scene at airpoirt with Will El Mike Jonathan and a new guys with long hair.he said that Mike gave El yellow flowers and then kissed her and Will and Jonathan were talking about burritos(?) at this point i’m scared byler won’t happen it looks like this season is again concentred on the Mileven dynamic.
Ha, yeah, I just heard about that last night actually.
Come on, this person first claimed to hate being spoiled, then proceeded to try and give a "spoiler." They just happened to be walking through the airport and came across the scene? Oh, and they were able to get close enough to not only hear dialogue, but see that El had a leg scar?
Guys, I'm as nervous as anyone over what they're going to do, but this claim is laughable. If people could get this close then there would be pictures/videos galore.
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Call me when you miss me
Hiii this is my entree for the HSFICSLAM that was organized by @oh-honey-styles. I have read so many amazing fics because of this that I HAD to take my chance. You can find my masterlist on my blog (it’s the pinned post 🥰) The promt I choose was the “The way I feel when I’m with you” This is a small fic, less than 2k, it’s just to warm our hearts in such terrible times.
Sneak peak:
But she was a muse... she was Harry muse.
After he met her everything became her: the sun was only showing up every morning because he wanted his chance to make her skin glow and the birds were always singing for her. But, most especially, Harry was always singing for her.
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Coming home to an empty apartment was weird. He was so used to her, from the the mess she always left on the bathroom sink after getting ready every morning to the faint smell of the jasmine with a hint of vanilla from her perfume.
He missed her colors and her laugh. Looking at his phone in hope to be able to talk to her but it was almost 4 am in London. He didn’t want to wake her up, she was a journalist and with covid and the end of the year getting closer and closer, she was tired and very busy during the day at BBC. But he wanted to talk to her so bad... the day was so tiring and he just wanted to ear her tired and sweet as apple voice embracing him almost like a hug.
But that’s when he remembered that afternoon in Italy after the music video was shot
A few weeks ago somewhere in Italy...
She looked beautiful with the poppy flower he had so carefully put on her hair to take a picture. She looked like a painting it would make Boticelli jealous that he didn’t get to admire and make her his muse.
But she was a muse... she was Harry muse.
After he met her everything became her: the sun was only showing up every morning because he wanted his chance to make her skin glow and the birds were always singing for her. But, most especially, Harry was always singing for her.
It was “toothpaste kisses” in the morning when he was making her strawberry pancakes. “You make my dreams come true” when he was playful during an afternoon full of love. “Do you wanna dance” when it was two am and they both were in the kitchen kind of drunk from a night out.
And looked at her, he didn’t knew how he was going to make almost two months without her.
“You’re giving me look” he heard her say
“What look?” Harry questioned when he pulled her to sit on his lap.
“You know what look...”
“Like you’re the tropical breeze that met my heart when it was cold from suffering... yeah, I happen to look to you like this all the time. I don’t know why you’re not used to it”
“I won’t ever get used to see how much of an universe can fit inside someone’s eyes”
“Good. Because it’s all for you”.
She blushed, whispering that she had something to give him. Walking towards her diary, she took out a letter. He looked at her with a questioning face, accepting the white envelope, using hus finger to open...
“NOOO, don’t open”
“Why not?”
“You can only open this when you miss me”
“But I miss you all the time”
“You’ll know when... i thrust you to only open this when the time is rigtht and you heart” she gave him a little peck on the lips “misses me more than you thought it was possible”
He was missing her... so he got a bottle of rosé and walked to his room, getting out his copy for Love is a mixtape, where he had kept the letter safe... his heart was beating on his chest without any chance of slowing down.
When the letter was open and the paper written in her mesy handwritting was on his hands, he wanted to cry... he just missed her so much. But, he had a job to do: read her letter.
Hi, baby love
If you’re reading this, it must mean that you miss me (or you’re just too studborn and is ready this while I’m taking a shower). I know how much this year has been hard in everyone, and now, with the perpective of being away from you, my heart is breaking because I love you all the time, I want you all the time, because no one makes me feel that way, No one makes me feel the way I feel when I’m with you.
You make me feel like I’m special. You make me feel loved and desired. When I feel you inside me makes me think we are the perfect puzzle piece and there is nothing I would love more than be forever intertwined with you.
But, I know we can’t always be aound each other. I have the entire world to share you. But I don’t mind. I don’t mind when we spend some time apart, because nothing brings me more joy than when is time for you to come back.
Because you are the star the brights the most among us, poor humans, and when you hold me with your glow right after coming from the airpoirt, when you bring the way you miss me in your suitcase and my heart is finally together with yours.
I know you’re missing... that way I must tell you: I’m missing you, too!
I can promisse you, there is nothing I want more in the world that watch your pretty green eyes, missing your open smile and the warmth of your hug. Only those three things are the medicine for the way my sould is aching for yours.
I love you so much that sometimes I think nothing of this is real... but it is.
And I’m so gratefull because not everyone has the luck we had... the luck of fiding a tranquil love with the taste of a sweet fruit, being abble to kill our thirst with the other’s mouth.
I love you to mars and back (because the moon it’s just to plane for someone like you”
Missing you every second of the day,
Y/n, your little darling
ps: you can call me after you read the letter, doesn’t matter the time.
Harry waisted no secind after getting the letter back toit’s safe spot, going for his phone and waiting to hear her sweet voice. After a few seconds she picked up:
“I see you have open your letter”
He just loves her so much...
#harry styles#harry styles smut#harry styles fanfic#harry styles fanfiction#harry styles x reader#harry fic#harry styles blurb#hsficslam
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HxH episode 21
Hello im here to watch illumi get his ass kicked and if i dont get that ill be sad. Also hi beans.
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Thank you kurapika youre the only bitch here that i respect. I think kurapika is right but you too leorio thank you.
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Okay the fact that 1 in 5 hunters lose their license card within a year of receiving it will stress me out for the entire rest of the series thank you.
Just die already hisoka.
WAS IT ALREADY ESTABLISHED THAT THE INTERNET EXISTS?
Okay ging lore cool. Youre a nice guy satotz. Please dont betray my trust.
Okay theyre just booking it to the airpoirt i guess dhdkshdhjsja
I love you.
Whats the deal with these flowers? This is the second shot in the episode that focuses on them. Are they daisies? I dont really know my flowers.
#:cryingcat: is called :ritsu: in my server so im used to typing that but it doesnt. make much sense here.#kat watches hxh#hxh liveblog#the kat goes meow#hxh
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Singapore’s Changi Airpoirt, Philippines’ NAIA Win Top Airport Awards!
SINGAPORE (The Adobo Chronicles, Singapore Bureau) – The results are in! The 2023 top world airports have been named by Skytrax. The annual awards were announced here today.
Singapore’s Changi Airport was named best airport, while the Philippines’ Ninoy Aquino International Airport (NAIA) bagged the “Beast Airport” title.
For decades now, NAIA has been known the world over for passenger woes,…
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