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    Come to Me . Dont fear me.. I like You!
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QVUSfZ9gtLg Come to Me . Dont fear me.. I like You!
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  • I am bummed, depressed, haven't been feeling well for quite some time, and I am blank as a fart when it has been dealing with my creative endeavors. I have been under lots of stress, putting up with all the bulls**t from others and living in this sewer trap of a rural town, as I despise the surrounding counties and want out of this state and area so badly.
    I fear my life is over. I'm 47 and will be 50 in three years as I wept a few times over that. I have a degree that I feel I cannot make use of, I want this other degree, and I feel I do not get the kind of support I need financially, and I feel I have been kind of neglected emotionally and mentally lately.
    It is hard for me to talk about things as it is, and it seems when I attempt to vent or express my troublesome feelings and such...no one is to reply back or I do not get any replies. But it seems there are some people who want me to stop and drop everything for them when they need an ear to listen or a shoulder to cry on, but when I have these same needs and such I get blown off like a fart in the wind, no one replies back, and I'm left feeling stupid, hurt, and having this belief that noone really cares how I feel, what I want, or that lending me their ear or shoulder Is a burden to them when I need someone.
    It's a very lonely world. And I feel like I have no answers or know what the next step is.
    Sorry, I just had to get this off my chest. This is the only site I feel free to do so.
    I am bummed, depressed, haven't been feeling well for quite some time, and I am blank as a fart when it has been dealing with my creative endeavors. I have been under lots of stress, putting up with all the bulls**t from others and living in this sewer trap of a rural town, as I despise the surrounding counties and want out of this state and area so badly. I fear my life is over. I'm 47 and will be 50 in three years as I wept a few times over that. I have a degree that I feel I cannot make use of, I want this other degree, and I feel I do not get the kind of support I need financially, and I feel I have been kind of neglected emotionally and mentally lately. It is hard for me to talk about things as it is, and it seems when I attempt to vent or express my troublesome feelings and such...no one is to reply back or I do not get any replies. But it seems there are some people who want me to stop and drop everything for them when they need an ear to listen or a shoulder to cry on, but when I have these same needs and such I get blown off like a fart in the wind, no one replies back, and I'm left feeling stupid, hurt, and having this belief that noone really cares how I feel, what I want, or that lending me their ear or shoulder Is a burden to them when I need someone. It's a very lonely world. And I feel like I have no answers or know what the next step is. Sorry, I just had to get this off my chest. This is the only site I feel free to do so.
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  • #FPS #videogames #videogaming #Selaco #DOOM #FEAR #indie

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    #FPS #videogames #videogaming #Selaco #DOOM #FEAR #indie https://80.lv/articles/this-fps-inspired-by-f-e-a-r-the-original-doom-set-to-launch-soon/
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    This FPS Inspired by F.E.A.R. & the Original DOOM Set to Launch Soon
    Get ready to experience high-octane action, smart antagonists, and a rich narrative in Selaco, a new indie shooter.
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  • The dope fiend fears nothing!
    The dope fiend fears nothing!
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  • This is what everyone FEARS!!! I CAN SMELL IT!!!
    This is what everyone FEARS!!! I CAN SMELL IT!!!
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  • Cry, little sister! (Thou shalt not fall)
    Come, come to your brother! (Thou shalt not die)
    Unchain me, sister! (Thou shalt not fear)
    Love is with your brother! (Thou shalt not kill)

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    Cry, little sister! (Thou shalt not fall) Come, come to your brother! (Thou shalt not die) Unchain me, sister! (Thou shalt not fear) Love is with your brother! (Thou shalt not kill) https://youtu.be/woORloUS_3A?si=5DFFRM2IsQR3VnlU
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    "“They Fear Him” - Donald Trump’s Bloodbath Speech Weaponized By MSM"

    Right on men! ~
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q66IyZ1RFfc "“They Fear Him” - Donald Trump’s Bloodbath Speech Weaponized By MSM" Right on men! 🌹🌹~
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  • #movies #civilwar #usa #unitedstates

    https://www.giantfreakinrobot.com/cltr/civil-war-stoking-fears.html
    #movies #civilwar #usa #unitedstates https://www.giantfreakinrobot.com/cltr/civil-war-stoking-fears.html
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    Civil War Stoking Fears Of Actual American Civil War
    With the release of A24's Civil War impeding, many Americans fear the film will serve as a blueprint for the United State's future.
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  • I fear inebriation may cause me to forget my manners in such fine company.
    I fear inebriation may cause me to forget my manners in such fine company.
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  • The birds had ceased singing and there was perfect silence except for one small, persistent sound, which seemed to come from a good distance away. She listened carefully, and felt almost sure it was the sound of running water.

    Jill got up and looked round her very carefully. There was no sign of the lion; but there were so many trees about that it might easily be quite close without her seeing it. . . . But her thirst was very bad now, and she plucked up her courage to go and look for that running water. . . .

    The wood was so still that it was not difficult to decide where the sound was coming from. It grew clearer every moment and, sooner than she expected, she came to an open glade and saw the stream, bright as glass, running across the turf a stone's throw away from her. But although the sight of water made her feel ten times thirstier than before, she didn't rush forward to drink. She stood as still as if she had been turned to stone, with her mouth wide open. And she had a very good reason: Just on this side of the stream lay the Lion. . . .

    How long this lasted, she could not be sure; it seemed like hours. And the thirst became so bad that she almost felt she would not mind being eaten by the lion if only she could be sure of getting a mouthful of water first.

    "If you're thirsty, you may drink." . . .

    For a second she stared here and there, wondering who had spoken. Then the voice said again,

    "If you are thirsty, come and drink." . . .

    It was deeper, wilder, and stronger; a sort of heavy, golden voice. . . .

    "Are you thirsty?" said the Lion.

    "I'm dying of thirst," said Jill.

    "Then drink," said the Lion.

    "May I — could I — would you mind going away while I do?" said Jill.

    The Lion answered this only by a look and a very low growl. . . . The delicious rippling noise of the stream was driving her nearly frantic. . . .

    "Do you eat girls?" she asked fearfully.

    "I have swallowed up girls and boys, women and men, kings and emperors, cities and realms," said the Lion. It didn't say this as if it were boasting, nor as if it were sorry, nor as if it were angry. It just said it.

    "I daren't come and drink," said Jill.

    "Then you will die of thirst," said the Lion.

    "Oh dear!" said Jill, coming another step nearer. "I suppose I must go and look for another stream then."

    "There is no other stream," said the Lion.
    The birds had ceased singing and there was perfect silence except for one small, persistent sound, which seemed to come from a good distance away. She listened carefully, and felt almost sure it was the sound of running water. Jill got up and looked round her very carefully. There was no sign of the lion; but there were so many trees about that it might easily be quite close without her seeing it. . . . But her thirst was very bad now, and she plucked up her courage to go and look for that running water. . . . The wood was so still that it was not difficult to decide where the sound was coming from. It grew clearer every moment and, sooner than she expected, she came to an open glade and saw the stream, bright as glass, running across the turf a stone's throw away from her. But although the sight of water made her feel ten times thirstier than before, she didn't rush forward to drink. She stood as still as if she had been turned to stone, with her mouth wide open. And she had a very good reason: Just on this side of the stream lay the Lion. . . . How long this lasted, she could not be sure; it seemed like hours. And the thirst became so bad that she almost felt she would not mind being eaten by the lion if only she could be sure of getting a mouthful of water first. "If you're thirsty, you may drink." . . . For a second she stared here and there, wondering who had spoken. Then the voice said again, "If you are thirsty, come and drink." . . . It was deeper, wilder, and stronger; a sort of heavy, golden voice. . . . "Are you thirsty?" said the Lion. "I'm dying of thirst," said Jill. "Then drink," said the Lion. "May I — could I — would you mind going away while I do?" said Jill. The Lion answered this only by a look and a very low growl. . . . The delicious rippling noise of the stream was driving her nearly frantic. . . . "Do you eat girls?" she asked fearfully. "I have swallowed up girls and boys, women and men, kings and emperors, cities and realms," said the Lion. It didn't say this as if it were boasting, nor as if it were sorry, nor as if it were angry. It just said it. "I daren't come and drink," said Jill. "Then you will die of thirst," said the Lion. "Oh dear!" said Jill, coming another step nearer. "I suppose I must go and look for another stream then." "There is no other stream," said the Lion.
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