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#nothing is impossible
melodicfix8 · 2 months
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using a thing for another purpose
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thewordfortheday · 8 months
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Nothing is too hard for God.  Jeremiah 32:27 In times of intense trials we feel as though God has left us. That's far from the truth. God loves you, He has not and will not forget you.  Isaiah 49:15 Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you! Never limit God! He is able to reach into your situation and bring about change. We must live with expectant hearts. No matter how difficult and complicated your situation may be, God is able to turn things around. With God in the equation everything becomes subject to change. God is the God of the impossible!
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evilhorse · 29 days
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Nothing is impossible, Kara.
(Superman #7)
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youmeansus · 5 months
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Feel pretty exhausted tbh, so much to do, so little time and the pressure is rising… only them and this great fandom keep me up… thx to all of you
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friendrat · 2 months
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saygoodnight2theworld · 4 months
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mako-neexu · 11 months
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i believe in romani's tits and butt
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5onthe5 · 2 months
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If the multiverse is true then there is a universe your parents never met, and quite probably partnered with someone else. Which means that half of your genetic material is one place and the other half in another.
Meaning effectively you can be in two places at once
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A word to the people
So I realized that our body is the way it is because it is the way we made it. There is nothing wrong about being chunky. Obese. Skinny. We just make ourselves feel like we're not good enough. We feel that people won't like us for our weight. They judge about looks before they even get to know the person. Like the women or man of your dreams could be right in front of you. And you judge that by the way they look. And you don't get the chance again. Like honestly I realized my body is perfect. I don't care if I look fat or chunky. My body is perfect the way god made it. The way I eat is the way I live. Why should it matter if you think you're chunky. You clearly aren't chunky. You're perfect the way you should be. There shall not be a wrong way to eat. To workout. Working out is something you want to do because you feel self conscious about your weight. Or whatever. But just because you think you're chunky. Doesn't mean you are. It is just you saying that about yourself.
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gardencactus · 1 year
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It would be hilarious if in true Mysterious Benedict Society fashion the show just pulled a Riddle of Ages and came back in 10 years with one final story and was like “we’re not done bitches.”
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am-just-being-me · 2 months
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lefildariane · 3 months
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All That Heaven Allows (Douglas Sirk, 1955).
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I want to write the co-dependent soul-bond psychic link fic about basically the whole Sunshot generation (Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji, Jiang Yanli, Jiang Cheng, Jin Zixuan, Mianmian, Nie Huisang, Wen Qing and Wen Ning) all struggling to adapt and re-settle into their normal lives and responsibilities despite desperately wanting to all pile together at all times, partially because of the bond and partially because of the trauma, but that fic won’t make any sense if I don’t first write the fic of all of them being transported to a hell world and trapped there for what feels like a year but is in reality only three months, being forced to rely on each other to survive, sleeping and eating and fighting and taking care of each other, uncovering the terrible secrets of this fucked-up Silent Hill type city, and finally working together to open a portal home again (and of course in the process ending up soul-bonded.)
But I don’t WANT to write that fic. That fic is angsty and painful and full of gore and horror elements and absolutely ripe with pain! And the other fic is ALSO painful but it’s HEALING painful and it’s different! I WANT to write a fic about everybody splitting up to go back to their homes, and waking up screaming with nightmares every single night but desperately trying to be strong because they all agreed their families and sects would need them until finally Mingjue writes Xichen who grabs his didi and flies right for the Unclean Realm, and they both watch with a complicated mix of emotions and Wangji and Huisang (who grew up together but never actually struck up a friendship in all those years) collapse into each other’s arms and cling like they may die if they let go!! I want to write about everybody else just kind of turning up at The Unclean Realm in twos and threes to crawl into the cuddle puddle in the middle of the floor in Huisang’s room!!
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Can we just raise a glass to Mae in that episode?
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