exhilarates

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I am attracted to each one of the Overwatch characters to the extent of which I cannot discuss them without involuntarily screaming very audibly. I speak of them constantly when drunk. I cannot separate myself from them with the barrier of a sense of fiction. The very prospect of playing Overwatch exhilarates me because of this; I think of it as almost I think of sex. It's like a drug. It's made me unable to exit my apartment comfortably

oh my fucking god

Listen man, I have seen Streetlight 4 times now counting last night.
I was nervous over the lineup changes, and I was afraid that after going to see my favorite band so many times, that the fun would wear off and that I wouldn’t be able to feel the same exhilaration as before.

But not only was this the best concert I have seen of them, but they were also the best concert I have seen, period.

The new members are absolute angels who play the parts beautifully and fit in really well.

This was probably the best night of my life, and I am happy to say that heroes never die, no matter how much bullshit Victory threw at them

Thanks for the wonderful experience, Streetlight and Fans alike. I will always say this, but the fans really make the experience 200% better and Portland’s crowds are the fucking best.

midnight runs

my heart in my mouth
your hand in mine
my pulse dashing ahead
i’ve never felt so alive.

the burn in my muscles
the tinge in your cheeks
the laughter-infused air
i’m weak in the knees.

the roads never end
neither can this night
reality feels altered
wrong has never felt so right

we can wander freely
there’s no such thing as day
the stars keep us company
let’s waste our lives away

the wind is in my hair
exhilarated and high
i’m running, i’m flying
on the depths of your eyes

the faint glimmer of a signal
the quiver of your finger
the bright glint of my eyes
the ambrosial scent that lingers

we are indestructible
we can never die
we are so damn reckless
we are living for this night

so put your lips on my neck
and your hand in my hair
i’ll put the music on loud
and run till we don’t care

this city was built for you
these roads were built for me
each crack sculpted with dreams
of the midnight runs they’d see.

Have found a moment of quiet aloneness for a minute. Here’s a picture @triple_j took from my set earlier today. It was exhilarating, and beautiful. And I looked like the greatest Dracula pirate ever thanks to @macgrawlove.

Thank you @splendourinthegrass for having me.

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Multnomah Falls, Oregon - United States

A waterfall as magnificent and memorable as any in the country is located just a 30- minute drive outside of Portland. Visiting Multnomah Falls, a 611-foot-tall roaring, awe-inspiring cascade of icy water, lets you experience the power and beauty of nature up close and with ease. From the parking area off of I-84, a 5-minute walk is all that separates you from the exhilarating spray at the base of the falls.

According to Native American lore, Multnomah Falls was created to win the heart of a young princess who wanted a hidden place to bathe. Although you can see the top portion of the falls from the highway, to view both tiers you have to walk to the viewing area located in a carved-out opening in the rock face. Tilting your head up in the narrow rocky confines of the steep cliffs, you get a mind-boggling perspective on the sheer magnitude of the falls.

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dragon age: go - an innovative and exhilarating mobile game where you compete with other players around the world to see how much elfroot you can collect

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i finished my big twine, BATWORLD! u can download it on dropbox here

create a bat of your very own, selecting from such options as ear length, overall size and diet, and explore the enchanting batworld, a planet much like our own in the sense that there are bats in both of ‘em

will your bat stockpile food for winter? make friends with other bats? master the art of flying? or will they search for secrets, and confront the mysterious white storm? only you can decide!

FEATURING:

  • 8 endings, including one secret ending!
  • at least 6 bat stats to train and/or select
  • 13 nights of exhilarating text-based gameplay
  • at least 10,000 words of original, bat-based story
  • 3 story routes; will your bat befriend the weird widow nanny veldkamp, the lonely researcher sam oensis, or the troublesome nycter kids? how about all of them?
  • the patented new bat plus mode
  • more bats than u can shake a stick (with a bat on it) at!

This image of Patti McGee, the 1965 Woman’s National Skateboard Champion, appeared on the cover of LIFE magazine on May 14, 1965. According to LIFE: “The thing 19-year-old Pat McGee is balancing on is a skateboard, the most exhilarating and dangerous joy-riding device this side of the hot rod.” (Bill Eppridge—The LIFE Picture Collection/Getty Images) #1960s #skateboarding #tbt

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Let’s talk about something I never really caught before the dub. 

Later, during his fight with the Subterraneans, he says it’s been so long that he’s forgotten the ‘exhilaration of a real fight’, but I think this dialog is revealing.

Saitama tells people he is a hero for fun, that this is a hobby and he only does it because he gets a kick out of it. He pushed himself for years, suffering through his training, so you would think fighting would be the fulfilling part. But here he is, reflecting on how fighting used to make him feel, and the overriding emotions he recalls are fear, panic and anger.

These don’t sound like fond memories, and the more I learn about Saitama, the more disingenuous the whole ‘this is a hobby’ thing feels.

“and He still loved me.” The God who spoke a word and all that is came into existence knows you and me. And still loves us. When we realize WHO God is, we will be amazed and exhilarated and astounded by this Truth.

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CS AU ~ Friends to Lovers for @mermaidswans

“How long Killian?” Emma felt exasperated, tired, but exhilarated all at once. Around them, the sea rocked the boat, as if to coax the answer from his lips. Encouraging him, pleading him to answer.

“Since the beginning, Swan.”

And she cannot believe it.

All the late night discussions on the soft sand of the shore, all the morning coffee shared after a late night of movie binging, all the hugs and forehead kisses. He had meant it all. He loved her this entire time

And she wasn’t surprised to realize that she loved him too. 

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sagittarius is a nomad and a thinker, a wanderer who is wild and exhilarating. she will try everything once for the taste and explore foreign cities like she’s lived there for decades.
there is something colourful and worldly in her expression. it’s like spending time with her is to travel the world in a day and indulge in every global treasure.
she is the 8th wonder of the natural world, a spectacle of its own
standing like Zeus of Olympia

Imagine being really tense, and Peter’s rubbing your back. Tantalizingly slow at first, his fingertips pressing against the muscles and working out the kinks. Arching your back as he pushes them against the small of your back, he smirks and does something completely unexpected.

Peter starts vibrating his hands. The feeling surprises you, and you jolt a bit before laughing quietly. It was an exhilarating sensation. Peter chuckles breathlessly, kissing the back of your neck and whispers, “You like that?”

“I love it.” You reply quietly.

“and I love you.”

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Saying “I deserve better" isn’t about being full of myself, it’s not about thinking I’m so great, it’s more about the lack of balance in the way our relationship became so utterly one-sided, and how horrific it felt to be giving and giving, and not getting anything back.
Don’t misunderstand, it’s not as if I gave only in order to get, it’s more that my relationship with you long ago turned toxic when I allowed you the power to suck everything from me and turn me into a ghost of who I once was.
Thing is, when we fell in love the give-and-take was exhilarating, never felt anything like it, but after the first few months you pretty much checked out, while I pathetically still tried to give and give and give, investing so much of myself into a relationship that you seemed to no longer value, leaving me feeling more like a pain in the ass to you than a friend, let alone a lover.
So sad that it was almost as if I had to do it, as if I was driven to suffer for us, indeed, I felt as if maybe I deserved some sort of reward for the suffering, or that you’d finally see I was worthy if I trod my personal Via Crucis for you, so I poured more and more of myself into the black hole that grew between us, because I didn’t know anything else I could do, desperately aching to connect, thinking if only I persisted that things would get better, that there was still enough good in ‘us’ to justify all the bad.
So on I went, hanging in there, wanting, needing, giving, turning myself into a Gollum-like creature in my intense craving to recapture the preciousssss that we’d once been, but it was completely off-kilter, cause while I was frantically trying to make it work, you quite obviously didn’t give a shit, even if you kept telling me you *did* still want it all.
I just had to examine the amount of time and heart I was investing, and the oh-so-little that *you* were investing, and accept that there was no way i could justify my actions and the toll it was taking on my head and heart.
I finally had to make the decision to step back, switch off, stop pushing for something that you obviously no longer wanted, had to say to myself “I do not need this shit. I deserve better, I need to stop throwing the pearls of my attention and affection into an abyss, I need to stop this madness.”
In the end I did just that, backed off and stopped, though even then you could not be bothered to as much as acknowledge it all or me, just shrugged, turned away and never uttered a peep, only confirming I did the right thing.
So yes, I know it had to end, and I know I deserve better, my dear, but tell me, even though I would *never* sat this to you, why the hell, after all these years do I still miss you like I do?