Patriotic Goth Music from Austria https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g8fIj3u21n4 Our landscape raped by different armies Soldiers, slaves who have no faces Control our ways and lives completely Our minds are torn, time left its traces Controlled by TV screens and letters That point out assimilation To trends and movements from outside Fall victim to this infiltration Everybody's just consuming What the media's dictating And they all have just forgot The joy that is to creating Here in the heart of Europe No one stands up proud no more Here in the heart of Europe Our culture is a dying whore No room for individuality Grey masses who think one way only Move like robots through the streets In our thinking we stand lonely Once a land of art and culture Now slave to streams from outside Our nations culture, doomed and dying Like a candle's fading light

20 bikers refused to leave a dying veteran's hospital room even when security threatened to arrest them all. Old Jim had been dying alone for three weeks, no visitors, no family, just a forgotten Marine in a VA hospital bed counting his last breaths. But when a young nurse posted on Facebook that this 89 year-old veteran who'd fought at Iwo Jima was going to die without a single person holding his hand, something extraordinary happened that had the entire hospital staff in tears.

Being in the ER, watching a 32-year old beautiful lady dying from cardiac arrest, is not the best weekend...

This pulled up in the feed today as well lol. Im dying here lol. https://mylovechains.com/collections/all-chains

i nickeh30 griddying cringe ocky way rizzard of oz to toilet dj khaled pizza tower quirked up fortnite shadow wizard money gang compilation sbidi toiledt gyatt nair If anyone gets that - All I can say is Hitler was right!

Any crypto bros in the house? How did NFT's go, did you get your monies worth? So fucking glad all this web3 trash is dying by the wayside. Now IA next.

Actually, I should be happy about the day off today (regional holiday), but you know when half the day ends in a task paralysis due to the sudden break in the routine and you just can't leave the bed not matter what? Yet, this task paralysis probably has other causes and I am once again denying all the warning signals that are trying to tell me that there is less wick left in my inner candle than I want to admit. Maybe it's just a great deal of self-doubt that's building up in me and is driven by the fact that I no longer “able” (or have the ambition) to do things that I have planned and am looking forward to. The task paralysis is of course more than counterproductive at a time like this and is more like a vicious circle. Perhaps the residual warmth I feel inside me is the remaining embers of a flame that is currently dying out

Pope's funeral made me re-install Clive Barker's Undying...

Reading, studying and navigating...

When your friend has only seen you with black hair the last 10 years and you dye your hair and she sees the red roots while you are dying it black and is confused to why you dye it black lol.