You get a piece! You get a piece! Everyone gets a piece of my heart.
Take your time. Take what was mine. See if it fits.
Looking to give away all of it. Not of any use to me anymore.
“Continue to share your heart with people even if it’s broken.”
— Amy Poehler
I am not afraid of death, nor am I afraid of an unlived life.
But I am afraid of growing old, without you by my side.
i thought my laptop was on its last leg because it was running at six billion degrees and using 100% disk space at all times and then i turned off shadows and some other windows effects and it was immediately cured. i just did the same to my roommate's computer and its performance issues were also immediately cured. okay. i guess.
so i guess if you have creaky freezy windows 10/11 try searching "advanced system settings", go to performance settings, and uncheck "show shadows under windows" and anything else you don't want. hope that helps someone else.
You are so far away. And I am so down in the dumps. So unworthy. That admiting that I love you feels like fucking hubris.
Two hours—and about twenty sketches—later, Shallan felt far more relaxed.
Shallan continues to be the most relatable character in the cosmere.
Yes and yes
Maybe it's festering. Maybe it's mending. Maybe it's Maybelline.
why does it burn
Thank
hey. don’t cry. crush two cloves of garlic into a pot with a dollop of olive oil and stir until golden then add one can of crushed tomatoes a bit of balsamic vinegar half a tablespoon of brown sugar half a cup of grated parmesan cheese and stir for a few minutes adding a handful of fresh spinach until wilted and mix in pasta of your choice ok?