9 I also want the women to dress modestly, with decency and propriety, adorning themselves, not with elaborate hairstyles or gold or pearls or expensive clothes,10 but with good deeds, appropriate for women who profess to worship God.
You tried to come back. You tried to shove your way back into my life with messy conversations and I miss you’s but. But. Don’t you get it? You were too late. You were too late because I went too many fucking nights miserable out of my mind. I was at the bottom of the swimming pool and where were you? where the fuck were you when I fucking needed you? So take your “I miss you” and “I’m sorry” and “how was your day?” and give them to somebody you’re actually going to stick around for. Give them to someone you won’t leave sobbing at 3 in the morning because you fucking said you would be there when you weren’t. Give it all away because I fucking learned how to swim to the edge without your help
Every time, wanting to meet God… I stand up… Stand in the line. I plant myself in the ground. Shaking and falling like a leaf. The queue is long (…) Its head begins from Anfal, the other head from Christ’s crucifixion. And it [never seem to] end! And when my turn finally comes. The last one… At the very moment, I almost arrive to His sacred throne… Suddenly He gets up and goes away. Saying to me, “I know who you are. Why have you come? Excuse me but there is no solution for the Kurdish crisis. Not even by me.” - Sherko Bekas
*A Kurdish woman runs away from a water cannon during clashes with Turkish soldiers near the Syrian border.
remember cassie boyle’s death and how she was mounted on a stag head, and at the crime scene jack crawford was like “a stag head reported missing…” smh bruhh that means hannibal snuck into someone’s house and fuckng stole a stag head jesus christ