There’s a strange thing about memories—sometimes, they feel like the only thing we have left. I close my eyes, and I can still see my family sitting around the dinner table, laughing at a joke my uncle made. I can still hear my mother calling me to come inside before it gets too late. I can still feel the warm sun on my face as I walked home from school, thinking about my next big dream.
Now, those moments feel like they belong to another life. The streets aren’t the same. The people aren’t the same. And I—I don’t know if I’m the same either. But I hold onto those memories so tightly because they remind me of who I am, of the love I’ve known, of the warmth that still exists somewhere in this world.
If you’re reading this, take a moment to appreciate the little things. Hug your family. Send a message to an old friend. Step outside and take a deep breath of fresh air. 🌿 These are the moments that matter. These are the things that make life beautiful.
No matter where life takes me, I’ll never stop cherishing the love that shaped me. And I hope, wherever you are, you never stop appreciating the love around you too. 💙
And I'm now waiting to be Vetted by @gazavetters 🙏
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I hope you're doing well. Today, I’m reaching out with a heartfelt request. My family is going through an incredibly difficult time, and I need your help to make our story heard.
🔄 A simple reblog of my pinned post can spread awareness.
💖 A small $5 donation could bring hope where it’s desperately needed.
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Even the smallest act of kindness can create ripples of change. Your support means the world—thank you for standing with us! 🙏✨
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¿How many poeple to habla hispana likes Hamilton and another musicals?
Lord Hades
God of the Underworld.
Requested by @ironrainmain
I am taking requests.
rise of the bacchus! (Blessed Anthesteria!!)
When the chariot of the sun rises after ten reckless nights,
The Bacchus rises with his nymphs and satyrs and in his hand is a thyrsus,
Creatures of the world dance in joy as the music fills their ears,
And the mothers smile at their children’s cheers.
Maenads, satyrs, nymphs of all types,
And the women, the workers, and people of all kind,
Children wear their ivy wreaths and they sing for the Bacchus,
‘My neighbors and friends have you heard the news?
Today, today, the son of Smele and Zeus
He walks the earth with his goblet filled with wine
With leopards and panthers walking with the divine.’
A pinecone and ivy vines curled around it,
The glorious thyrsus stands tall,
A symbol of the vintage god,
It gives him highlights, I must admit.
He lurks around the actors while they play a dramatic skit,
Giving them skill that makes us bawl,
As the lovers twirl in their waltz,
Moonlit lights and stars what a lovely skit
My neighbors and friends have you heard the news?
Today, today, the son of Smele and Zeus
He walks the earth with his goblet filled with wine
With leopards and panthers walking with the divine
Digital Offering to Lady Hestia
😦(😭)
(I also once thought of Jesus and Judas as Hamilton and Burr but I really didn't think it suited it that well)
I cried after watching what I had put together. Can y’all tell I’ve got trauma
The World Was Wide Enough II JCS 2012
I am very nervous and scared because I am going to enter a contest and I am afraid of losing in a humiliating way and that everything I did was for nothing. I want to pray to Hermes to help me or at least make me feel better but I don't have a altar nor a place to pray in my house since my entire family is Catholic and they don't know that I am a Hellenic Polytheism 😭
Lord Hermes
Lord Hermes, messenger of the gods, god of mercenaries, travelers, thieves, and language
Hellenic Polytheist //He-him//mexican//LMM fan//multifandom//Cody Burns my be loved//I write,I swear
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