A place close to my heart.
A place time always stands still.
A place to remind me, my loved ones are still guiding me.
A place close to my heart.
A place time always stands still.
A place to remind me, my loved ones are still guiding me.
God, save this child.
This will not ruin your blog. Everyone say a prayer for the baby they found in the bin and ants were eating it. If you have a heart you’d pass this on.
Poor thing ! I got bitten by 7 ants the other day and felt like I was gonna die . Reblog this , you would if this was your child/sister/brother
I’m crying.
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You call me fat. Okay, well…first of all, that’s pretty obvious. Second of all, you say that like it’s a bad thing. Like it’s an insult. And that ship sailed long ago. Fat is not on my list of ‘bad things people can be’. Hell, my favorite piece of jewelry is a necklace that…
walking…as far as the legs can take me away. The further the better. :)
wait wait wait wait wait wait wait! I am hating that word already! Go hang it on the tau-geh tree!
Taking charge of my life. It’s the pain versus the resources i have that enables me to handle the pain. I have to up my pain handling resources. I have to make myself useful. I’m going to book an appointment to donate blood. And thereafter to see a councellor. I want to be strong, I will be strong. For myself.
A tool? Maybe. Actually, should be. I mean, there’s no other way to decipher their actions.
I love you!!! it felt so good talking to you. my whole body was shaking. muack
Inevitably, love hurts. Any form of love and the equation still totals to hurt. When man can free himself from all form of earthly feelings, he will succeed. Detaching myself from this world…bit by bit.
A very bad start to the new year and half a day into it, the rotten luck still lingers. Going for lunch with the three at home, the three from another home and the biggest idiot alive on earth at the moment.
Obviously I’m fuming. Somebody up there totally despices me, that I know for sure.
Boom of another year. 364 days left for me to learn self-loving.
Mayan prophecies should come true. TQ God.
Coming from Singapore, I’m a Hindu from a predominantly tamil speaking community that has it’s roots from Thanjai, Tamil Nadu, India. Orthdox Hinduism is so diverse, it differs from village to village. But when one moves away from the country, part of that orthodox-ness(is that the word) is lost. Like my paternal grandfather, Mr Packirisamy Pillai. He was a Saiva Pillai by caste and amongst all the practices executed by that caste, vegetarianism is one of them. Mr Samy moved to Singapore in the early 30’s and became ‘spoilt’. He started consuming meat and the existing 3 generations after him is following suit. But I’m changing it, slowly but surely. :)