Archives for the Date February 11th, 2019

torsamors: torsamors: This is one of the thai restaurants in my hometown and i can tell you first…

torsamors:
torsamors:

This is one of the thai restaurants in my hometown and i can tell you first hand this lady is wonderful

little update bc someone from my hometown wrote an article about her and these are some highlights:

and my personal favo…

lucy-moderatz:I went from being all alone to being a fiancee, a…

lucy-moderatz:

I went from being all alone to being a fiancee, a daughter, a granddaughter, a sister and a friend. I might have saved your life on the tracks that day. But you know what? You really saved mine. You allowed me to be a part of your family, and I haven’t had that in a really long time. And I just didn’t want to let go of that. So even though it was just for a little while, I will love them always.

yanimodowey: latinexplains: After 20 painstaking years of research, Eva Ramon Gallegos, a Mexican…

yanimodowey:

latinexplains:

After 20 painstaking years of research, Eva Ramon Gallegos, a Mexican scientist has finally developed a cure to eliminate 100 percent human papillomavirus and prevent the spread of cervical cancer among women. (x) (x) (x) Y’all they cured HPV

Yet Trump’s America wouldn’t want you to hear about this nor help it go mainstream

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Put out to grass: when animals are allowed to grow old 2019-02-11T14:02:18.000Z

“Of course, keeping back a few pigs didn’t make us “humane” – certainly not from the point of view of the ones who didn’t get a reprieve – but it did mean our capacity for compassion was selective rather than nonexistent.” Then become aware of being selective and make effort to become less selective. Eat […]

a-storytoldby: Caitriona Balfe at the BAFTAS nominees party in London, England (February 2017)

a-storytoldby:

Caitriona Balfe at the BAFTAS nominees party in London, England (February 2017)

nighean–donn: “Ye know,” he observed, letting go at last,…

nighean–donn:

“Ye know,” he observed, letting go at last, “you’ve never said it.”

“Neither have you.”

“I have. The day after we came. I said I wanted you more than anything.”

“And I said that loving and wanting weren’t necessarily the same thing,” I countered.

He laughed. “Perhaps you’re right, Sassenach.” He smoothed the hair from my face and kissed my brow. “I wanted ye from the first I saw ye—but I loved ye when you wept in my arms and let me comfort you, that first time at Leoch.”

The sun sank below the line of black pines, and the first stars of the evening came out. It was mid-November, and the evening air was cold, though the days still kept fine. Standing on the opposite side of the fence, Jamie bent his head, putting his forehead against mine.

“You first.”

“No, you.”

“Why?”

“I’m afraid.”

“Of what, my Sassenach?” The darkness was rolling in over the fields, filling the land and rising up to meet the night. The light of the new crescent moon marked the ridges of brow and nose, crossing his face with light.

“I’m afraid if I start I shall never stop.”

He cast a glance at the horizon, where the sickle moon hung low and rising. “It’s nearly winter, and the nights are long, mo duinne.” He leaned across the fence, reaching, and I stepped into his arms, feeling the heat of his body and the beat of his heart.

“I  l o v e  y o u .”

– Outlander, ch.31: Quarter Day

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