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We are heartbroken by the recent events in the house surrounding Ceec, it's almost like we are having déjà vu.😪 Ceec is a an extremely confident woman, a straight talker and a very loyal friend. When she says, she has your back, she will never fall short of fulfilling her promises. We understand she can never win with you everyone cause her past narrative is sadly being weaponised in and outside of the house. She wasn’t proud of herself watching the altercation she had on Sunday and has expressed to exercise restraint. We are proud that she did exercise restraint for the first time ever. We are also very saddened by the constant planning to spoil a fight by housemates she hasn’t offended in any way and most especially those she calls her friends. It’s a gang up and we do not understand where it’s coming from. Ceec listens. If you come up to her and express grievances about her utterances towards you, she will make conscious effort to stop cause she doesn’t condone poking. She’s never the aggressor especially when she thinks it’s banter with her “people” After working with one of the script writers the previous night, certain housemates created a ploy to take her off as director. This is someone who has been laid back and hasn’t interfered in anybody’s role but hers only. She has let others shine bright. Why does she have to bare the brunt of such schemes. This greatly saddens us. The unwarranted dislike has grown so deep that certain housemates planned to poison the hearts of other housemates into isolating her and not relating with her except during tasks. No one no matter the situation should experience such treatment especially from people she sees as friends. We are hoping she overcomes this with divine strength from God and these events are a far cry from what was. Spartans are you ready to Stand by your Queen like you did 5years ago??! UNPREDICTABLE CEEC PARTY WITH CEEC #BBNaija #BBNaijaAllStars
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We are heartbroken by the recent events in the house surrounding Ceec, it's almost like we are having déjà vu.😪 Ceec is a an extremely confident woman, a straight talker and a very loyal friend. When she says, she has your back, she will never fall short of fulfilling her promises. We understand she can never win with you everyone cause her past narrative is sadly being weaponised in and outside of the house. She wasn’t proud of herself watching the altercation she had on Sunday and has expressed to exercise restraint. We are proud that she did exercise restraint for the first time ever. We are also very saddened by the constant planning to spoil a fight by housemates she hasn’t offended in any way and most especially those she calls her friends. It’s a gang up and we do not understand where it’s coming from. Ceec listens. If you come up to her and express grievances about her utterances towards you, she will make conscious effort to stop cause she doesn’t condone poking. She’s never the aggressor especially when she thinks it’s banter with her “people” After working with one of the script writers the previous night, certain housemates created a ploy to take her off as director. This is someone who has been laid back and hasn’t interfered in anybody’s role but hers only. She has let others shine bright. Why does she have to bare the brunt of such schemes. This greatly saddens us. The unwarranted dislike has grown so deep that certain housemates planned to poison the hearts of other housemates into isolating her and not relating with her except during tasks. No one no matter the situation should experience such treatment especially from people she sees as friends. We are hoping she overcomes this with divine strength from God and these events are a far cry from what was. Spartans are you ready to Stand by your Queen like you did 5years ago??! UNPREDICTABLE CEEC PARTY WITH CEEC #BBNaija #BBNaijaAllStars

Cynthia Nwadiora

482,416 просмотров • 2 лет назад

🚨FAFO & Get KARMA🇮🇳🥊 No Man Alive Will Sit Quiet While His Wife Is Disrespected This woman tried to intimidate a man on a train while he was traveling with his wife. She accused him of acting inappropriate, but he kept denying it and calmly asked her multiple times to move her slipper out of his face. Instead, she kept waving it right in front of him...straight up disrespect. He even asked other passengers to step in and calm her down, but nobody did. She then started bragging about her family, saying her husband is a supervisor and her son is an engineer, acting like that made her better than him. On top of that, she made personal comments comparing his wife to her daughter. Things crossed the line when she started doing the same disrespectful behavior toward his wife. That’s when he lost it. He snapped and jumped in to defend his wife’s dignity. Crazy part? Nobody said a word while he was being disrespected. But the second he reacted, everyone suddenly had something to say and told him to calm down. Double standards or nah?
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🚨FAFO & Get KARMA🇮🇳🥊 No Man Alive Will Sit Quiet While His Wife Is Disrespected This woman tried to intimidate a man on a train while he was traveling with his wife. She accused him of acting inappropriate, but he kept denying it and calmly asked her multiple times to move her slipper out of his face. Instead, she kept waving it right in front of him...straight up disrespect. He even asked other passengers to step in and calm her down, but nobody did. She then started bragging about her family, saying her husband is a supervisor and her son is an engineer, acting like that made her better than him. On top of that, she made personal comments comparing his wife to her daughter. Things crossed the line when she started doing the same disrespectful behavior toward his wife. That’s when he lost it. He snapped and jumped in to defend his wife’s dignity. Crazy part? Nobody said a word while he was being disrespected. But the second he reacted, everyone suddenly had something to say and told him to calm down. Double standards or nah?

Street Fight 🥊

147,782 просмотров • 3 месяцев назад

I think it’s time to talk about it 🙂‍↕️ I was delaying it because the scene messed me up in every possible way. From the moment he entered the room panting in anger, to the moment he subconsciously hid her behind his back to protect her when he heard the Kordağlıs were coming. When he entered the room like that (and he even knocked, but… since when does Serhat knock? 🌚), he scared her, because a part of her knew exactly how crazy this would make him. Because despite everything he did, despite the divorces and all the silence, she always knew he cared. And hell… he DID 😭 Serhat shouting “You can’t marry” in the same place where he once told her “It’s your life, I’m not responsible for it”??? C I N E M A! Yıldız gasping, crying, trying to catch her breath while arguing… #BiranDamlaYılmaz , you did NOT have to be this perfect 😭 When she said “Bir kere sen çıldır, yeter,” she was at her limit. There was that tiny second of silence while she was desperately gasping, and he just looked at her, helpless, not knowing how to save both of them from this mess. Y: You gave up on me. S: No, YOU gave up on me. With all disrespect… Sir??? I know he didn’t mean to hurt her, I know he was hurting too, but accusing HER of giving up, when from her POV he is the one who let go? She is the only one living in uncertainty from day one. He can’t expect her to read his mind. When she asked him to say he didn’t give up on her… imagine his position. Everything she said, he wanted to agree with. “I didn’t give up on you. I remember kissing you. I was about to divorce Melek and marry you.” He was swallowing everything, suffering in silence, because in his mind saying that would be selfish. He was still trying to avoid that red zone. NOW. THE MIRROR SCENE. First of all, why is no one talking about how he grabbed her with ONE HAND without even looking at her? He knew exactly where she was. Her surprised gasp?? His husky voice??? #ilhanşen canım abim, if you continue like this, Serhat will be the last character I watch from you because I will ascend to heaven. Have mercy on me big boy 🌚 Making them watch themselves in the mirror was WILD, Ercan hocam. If the scene was 100% intense, the mirror made it 10000%. His hand on her waist, her looking so tiny. His other hand slowly moving her hair. His face on her head next to her ear, sniffing her scent, looking… lustful, angry, desperate. The mix of desire and rage in his eyes??? EXCUSE ME??? He didn’t even touch the tattoo on her chest. He was locking her in place, making sure she couldn’t escape (as if she could). When he turned her around, he kept her trapped in his arms. He wasn’t testing her. He KNOWS she loves him. He was trying to speak without words. “This is what I feel. I messed up. But this is what I want.” But she needed words. She DESERVED words. He definitely was going for a kiss , and she pulled away. Because she is angry. Hurt. M convinced her she is a burden, and he never denied it with words. His silence confirmed everything in her mind. When he closed his eyes in that silence, realising that by trying to protect her with silence, he destroyed her AGAIN! Her cracked voice saying, “You still didn’t say you didn’t give up on me,” I wanted to hug her and cry until sunrise 😭 Then she put her strong mask back on, telling him not to enter her room like that, because she will soon be engaged💔 And btw, I’m 100% sure if it wasn’t for the Kordağlıs, he would NOT have left without kissing her. In my head, they kissed. There is no universe where Serhat left that room untouched after that tension. I tried my best to write with my sanity on! Just an advice 👀 try to catch ilhan’s panting in the beginning 🤤 they are delicious🫦 I know it turned out to be too long but the scene is quite long and full of details. I am sure I still can talking about it with another essay🤣 but I won’t don’t worry. #HalefKöklerinÇağrısı #Yılser
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I think it’s time to talk about it 🙂‍↕️ I was delaying it because the scene messed me up in every possible way. From the moment he entered the room panting in anger, to the moment he subconsciously hid her behind his back to protect her when he heard the Kordağlıs were coming. When he entered the room like that (and he even knocked, but… since when does Serhat knock? 🌚), he scared her, because a part of her knew exactly how crazy this would make him. Because despite everything he did, despite the divorces and all the silence, she always knew he cared. And hell… he DID 😭 Serhat shouting “You can’t marry” in the same place where he once told her “It’s your life, I’m not responsible for it”??? C I N E M A! Yıldız gasping, crying, trying to catch her breath while arguing… #BiranDamlaYılmaz , you did NOT have to be this perfect 😭 When she said “Bir kere sen çıldır, yeter,” she was at her limit. There was that tiny second of silence while she was desperately gasping, and he just looked at her, helpless, not knowing how to save both of them from this mess. Y: You gave up on me. S: No, YOU gave up on me. With all disrespect… Sir??? I know he didn’t mean to hurt her, I know he was hurting too, but accusing HER of giving up, when from her POV he is the one who let go? She is the only one living in uncertainty from day one. He can’t expect her to read his mind. When she asked him to say he didn’t give up on her… imagine his position. Everything she said, he wanted to agree with. “I didn’t give up on you. I remember kissing you. I was about to divorce Melek and marry you.” He was swallowing everything, suffering in silence, because in his mind saying that would be selfish. He was still trying to avoid that red zone. NOW. THE MIRROR SCENE. First of all, why is no one talking about how he grabbed her with ONE HAND without even looking at her? He knew exactly where she was. Her surprised gasp?? His husky voice??? #ilhanşen canım abim, if you continue like this, Serhat will be the last character I watch from you because I will ascend to heaven. Have mercy on me big boy 🌚 Making them watch themselves in the mirror was WILD, Ercan hocam. If the scene was 100% intense, the mirror made it 10000%. His hand on her waist, her looking so tiny. His other hand slowly moving her hair. His face on her head next to her ear, sniffing her scent, looking… lustful, angry, desperate. The mix of desire and rage in his eyes??? EXCUSE ME??? He didn’t even touch the tattoo on her chest. He was locking her in place, making sure she couldn’t escape (as if she could). When he turned her around, he kept her trapped in his arms. He wasn’t testing her. He KNOWS she loves him. He was trying to speak without words. “This is what I feel. I messed up. But this is what I want.” But she needed words. She DESERVED words. He definitely was going for a kiss , and she pulled away. Because she is angry. Hurt. M convinced her she is a burden, and he never denied it with words. His silence confirmed everything in her mind. When he closed his eyes in that silence, realising that by trying to protect her with silence, he destroyed her AGAIN! Her cracked voice saying, “You still didn’t say you didn’t give up on me,” I wanted to hug her and cry until sunrise 😭 Then she put her strong mask back on, telling him not to enter her room like that, because she will soon be engaged💔 And btw, I’m 100% sure if it wasn’t for the Kordağlıs, he would NOT have left without kissing her. In my head, they kissed. There is no universe where Serhat left that room untouched after that tension. I tried my best to write with my sanity on! Just an advice 👀 try to catch ilhan’s panting in the beginning 🤤 they are delicious🫦 I know it turned out to be too long but the scene is quite long and full of details. I am sure I still can talking about it with another essay🤣 but I won’t don’t worry. #HalefKöklerinÇağrısı #Yılser

Maurora🫦

25,206 просмотров • 5 месяцев назад

ABSOLUTE ROMANCEEEEE 🫸🏻😮‍💨 #เสน่หาวาโย "is it snowing?" the clear-eyed woman stared out the window on an ordinary day in the cold air of madelin. she had grown accustomed to this quiet, faraway place. but today felt special—different from any other. white snowflakes gently fell from the sky, dancing in the cold wind. as she sat there, her thoughts stirred. she turned to watch the first snow of madelin with her own eyes—something someone had once told her about. so wayo stepped outside and stood watching the clean white flakes descend from the vast heavens. "the first snow of madelin..." there had never been a promise, but seeing the first snow of madelin still made her think of someone very dear—someone who was still her love, her breath, her reason for enduring the sadness each day. at first, she had intended to retreat somewhere far away, somewhere no one could ever find her. but after parting ways with her cousins at the airport, she somehow ended up in this distant town in madelin. she planned to stay until the coronation of the elegant crown princess—so famous even this village knew her name. wayo hoped to offer her congratulations from afar, hidden among the thousands who would attend on that special day. just once more, she wanted to see that beautiful face and smile that brought her joy. "are you watching now?" the beautiful woman mumbled to herself, knowing there'd be no answer. she caught a snowflake in her hand, watching it melt into her palm—like the cold, empty feeling in her heart. when she opened her hand again, the flake was gone, like their love. "yes, i'm watching" was heartbreak supposed to come with side effects like hearing voices and imagining things? wayo could've sworn someone was answering her thoughts. she turned—and there they were, face to face, only an arm's length apart, just like that day. no—maybe even closer, as the former princess stepped forward. "the first snow of madelin... is it as beautiful as i once told you, wayo?" "you... blew. no—princess catherine! i didn't know your highness had come here..." "i came to see you" "but how did you know i was here?" "i just followed my heart" it was the first time catherine had ever said something like that. as a commoner, she wanted to speak from the heart—without her royal title weighing on her. she no longer had to hide her feelings out of obligation. from now on, she would make it up to the person who had loved her most, and apologize for the hurt she caused. "and... could you stop using royal language with me?" "but you're a princess" "i used to be, but not anymore" "i don't understand. what do you want?" "father punished me by stripping me of my title" "what happened?" even after the heartbreak, wayo's concern for catherine never faded. from the first day until now, it only grew. no matter the pain, she was still wayo—the one who loved princess catherine, and would always protect her. "i broke a serious royal rule. the coronation was canceled. i was exiled from the palace" "what did you do? was it really serious?" "there are only two reasons to be stripped of one's title. first: grave misconduct. second: marrying a commoner. if you know me, wayo... you know i would never be guilty of the first" then how could she be stripped of her title? marrying a commoner? that didn't sound like something catherine would do. "may i come inside to talk?" "oh—right! it's freezing out here" "if we stay any longer, i might freeze and melt into the snow myself" "please take this shawl. it might not warm you up much, but..." "i'm already warm" wayo froze mid-motion. she was about to wrap the scarf around catherine, but before she could place it around her neck, warmth enveloped her—from the arms pulling her close, closing the gap between them. in the cold air, under the falling snow— "i missed you, lom"
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ABSOLUTE ROMANCEEEEE 🫸🏻😮‍💨 #เสน่หาวาโย "is it snowing?" the clear-eyed woman stared out the window on an ordinary day in the cold air of madelin. she had grown accustomed to this quiet, faraway place. but today felt special—different from any other. white snowflakes gently fell from the sky, dancing in the cold wind. as she sat there, her thoughts stirred. she turned to watch the first snow of madelin with her own eyes—something someone had once told her about. so wayo stepped outside and stood watching the clean white flakes descend from the vast heavens. "the first snow of madelin..." there had never been a promise, but seeing the first snow of madelin still made her think of someone very dear—someone who was still her love, her breath, her reason for enduring the sadness each day. at first, she had intended to retreat somewhere far away, somewhere no one could ever find her. but after parting ways with her cousins at the airport, she somehow ended up in this distant town in madelin. she planned to stay until the coronation of the elegant crown princess—so famous even this village knew her name. wayo hoped to offer her congratulations from afar, hidden among the thousands who would attend on that special day. just once more, she wanted to see that beautiful face and smile that brought her joy. "are you watching now?" the beautiful woman mumbled to herself, knowing there'd be no answer. she caught a snowflake in her hand, watching it melt into her palm—like the cold, empty feeling in her heart. when she opened her hand again, the flake was gone, like their love. "yes, i'm watching" was heartbreak supposed to come with side effects like hearing voices and imagining things? wayo could've sworn someone was answering her thoughts. she turned—and there they were, face to face, only an arm's length apart, just like that day. no—maybe even closer, as the former princess stepped forward. "the first snow of madelin... is it as beautiful as i once told you, wayo?" "you... blew. no—princess catherine! i didn't know your highness had come here..." "i came to see you" "but how did you know i was here?" "i just followed my heart" it was the first time catherine had ever said something like that. as a commoner, she wanted to speak from the heart—without her royal title weighing on her. she no longer had to hide her feelings out of obligation. from now on, she would make it up to the person who had loved her most, and apologize for the hurt she caused. "and... could you stop using royal language with me?" "but you're a princess" "i used to be, but not anymore" "i don't understand. what do you want?" "father punished me by stripping me of my title" "what happened?" even after the heartbreak, wayo's concern for catherine never faded. from the first day until now, it only grew. no matter the pain, she was still wayo—the one who loved princess catherine, and would always protect her. "i broke a serious royal rule. the coronation was canceled. i was exiled from the palace" "what did you do? was it really serious?" "there are only two reasons to be stripped of one's title. first: grave misconduct. second: marrying a commoner. if you know me, wayo... you know i would never be guilty of the first" then how could she be stripped of her title? marrying a commoner? that didn't sound like something catherine would do. "may i come inside to talk?" "oh—right! it's freezing out here" "if we stay any longer, i might freeze and melt into the snow myself" "please take this shawl. it might not warm you up much, but..." "i'm already warm" wayo froze mid-motion. she was about to wrap the scarf around catherine, but before she could place it around her neck, warmth enveloped her—from the arms pulling her close, closing the gap between them. in the cold air, under the falling snow— "i missed you, lom"

r

86,171 просмотров • 26 дней назад

This woman wades chest-deep into a murky river, sunlight cutting across the surface while houses and trees sit calm along the bank behind her. Then it happens—she reaches down into the dark, into a hidden underwater hole, and pulls up a massive catfish bigger than her torso. Gloved hands locked in, she hoists it high as water pours off its body, the tail snapping with real force. She’s smiling—but this isn’t luck. This is noodling. The wild part? Noodling means you’re using your own arm as bait. Catfish hide in submerged holes, and when they feel threatened, they clamp down with crushing force—some over 50 pounds. People have had fingers broken, skin shredded by their sandpaper-like teeth, even been pulled underwater by sheer weight and current. And yet… that’s the draw. No rod. No reel. Just instinct, timing, and nerve. In some states, it’s even regulated because of how dangerous—and addictive—it is. She hugs the fish like a trophy, adrenaline still written all over her face. It’s not just a catch—it’s a full-on fight with something wild that didn’t want to be caught. So here’s the real question— Is that kind of thrill worth sticking your arm into a dark hole, not knowing what’s waiting to bite back… or is this one line you don’t cross?
0:57

This woman wades chest-deep into a murky river, sunlight cutting across the surface while houses and trees sit calm along the bank behind her. Then it happens—she reaches down into the dark, into a hidden underwater hole, and pulls up a massive catfish bigger than her torso. Gloved hands locked in, she hoists it high as water pours off its body, the tail snapping with real force. She’s smiling—but this isn’t luck. This is noodling. The wild part? Noodling means you’re using your own arm as bait. Catfish hide in submerged holes, and when they feel threatened, they clamp down with crushing force—some over 50 pounds. People have had fingers broken, skin shredded by their sandpaper-like teeth, even been pulled underwater by sheer weight and current. And yet… that’s the draw. No rod. No reel. Just instinct, timing, and nerve. In some states, it’s even regulated because of how dangerous—and addictive—it is. She hugs the fish like a trophy, adrenaline still written all over her face. It’s not just a catch—it’s a full-on fight with something wild that didn’t want to be caught. So here’s the real question— Is that kind of thrill worth sticking your arm into a dark hole, not knowing what’s waiting to bite back… or is this one line you don’t cross?

Ryan Cey

30,507 просмотров • 3 месяцев назад

This is Zohran’s 2017 song “Salaam” where he shouts out “the Holy Land 5” - five Palestinian American men convicted at trial for funnelling $12 million to Hamas. Full lyrics: As-salaam ʿalaykum As-salaam ʿalaykum As-salaam ʿalaykum Verse 1: Thinking of my fui [aunt], her hijab on her head What will she face? What will be done and said? Fear Fear It never ends A glance, a word who knows what it will portend She doesn’t walk outside, Doesn’t ride the train, ‘Cause she’s terrified Of the coming pain From the words, looks, grabs and shoves, man She knows not who to trust and She lives at home Work In the Car The Fear Grows Inside her Only feels Safe When andar [inside] Fresh air Across The boundarry Understand this then You understand me Thoughts never far from The safety of my family With all of us now Cast as the enemy By whose homeland? In the name of whose security? Chorus: Salaam Salaam (I-I-I-I) Salaam Call up my baba Call up my mama Call up my boys say Verse 2: Salaam to you, don’t get in your car We’ll stand with you, that’s who we are If register’s true, we’ll be right there I’ll be Muslim too, I’ll share your fear But to be honest, he is not America This whole ban, it is not who we are We hold our freedoms oh so very dear We will never let this happen here God damn Whose man is this though? With insufficient history Of all my people The lists even have month old Babies ID’d as terrorists All a flight risk now, We suspicious And I’m feeling just So done with this President and all his precedents Saying Assalam aleikum Me llamo Zohran Raised in and by this city and I am Muslim My love to the Holy Land 5, You better look ‘em up Made it through N SEERS yaar, Ain’t that enough? Chorus Ain’t that enough? Ain’t that enough? Ain’t that enough? No Ban, No Wall Say build it up, we’ll make it fall No Ban, No wall Say build it up, we’ll make it fall We’ll close Bodegas, Park the cabs No Halal food in your hands We’ll close Bodegas, Park the cabs No Halal food in your lands In your land, in your land No Halal food in your lands Ain’t that enough? Ain’t that enough? Ain’t that enough?
4:07

This is Zohran’s 2017 song “Salaam” where he shouts out “the Holy Land 5” - five Palestinian American men convicted at trial for funnelling $12 million to Hamas. Full lyrics: As-salaam ʿalaykum As-salaam ʿalaykum As-salaam ʿalaykum Verse 1: Thinking of my fui [aunt], her hijab on her head What will she face? What will be done and said? Fear Fear It never ends A glance, a word who knows what it will portend She doesn’t walk outside, Doesn’t ride the train, ‘Cause she’s terrified Of the coming pain From the words, looks, grabs and shoves, man She knows not who to trust and She lives at home Work In the Car The Fear Grows Inside her Only feels Safe When andar [inside] Fresh air Across The boundarry Understand this then You understand me Thoughts never far from The safety of my family With all of us now Cast as the enemy By whose homeland? In the name of whose security? Chorus: Salaam Salaam (I-I-I-I) Salaam Call up my baba Call up my mama Call up my boys say Verse 2: Salaam to you, don’t get in your car We’ll stand with you, that’s who we are If register’s true, we’ll be right there I’ll be Muslim too, I’ll share your fear But to be honest, he is not America This whole ban, it is not who we are We hold our freedoms oh so very dear We will never let this happen here God damn Whose man is this though? With insufficient history Of all my people The lists even have month old Babies ID’d as terrorists All a flight risk now, We suspicious And I’m feeling just So done with this President and all his precedents Saying Assalam aleikum Me llamo Zohran Raised in and by this city and I am Muslim My love to the Holy Land 5, You better look ‘em up Made it through N SEERS yaar, Ain’t that enough? Chorus Ain’t that enough? Ain’t that enough? Ain’t that enough? No Ban, No Wall Say build it up, we’ll make it fall No Ban, No wall Say build it up, we’ll make it fall We’ll close Bodegas, Park the cabs No Halal food in your hands We’ll close Bodegas, Park the cabs No Halal food in your lands In your land, in your land No Halal food in your lands Ain’t that enough? Ain’t that enough? Ain’t that enough?

Drew Pavlou 🇦🇺🇺🇸🇺🇦🇹🇼

42,150 просмотров • 1 год назад

Pain demands to be felt We brought Banban home around 2017. Papa was planning to pass her to one of his bowling buddies, but we begged, and somehow he smiled and said yes. She came with Lassy and Fudgie at first—those three tumbling through the house like they owned it. One by one, old age quietly took the others, leaving Banban as the last gentle giant of that little pack. She was always indoors, but every chance we got, we’d walk her slowly outside, her tail still sweeping the air like she was young again. I used to be only a cat person—those scrappy puspins were my world. But Banban? She never once snapped or pushed them away. She’d let them curl into her warmth, even nap beside her massive paws. I can still see her lying there, patient, eyes half-closed, as if saying, “It’s okay, little ones. You’re safe here.” That quiet kindness was her language. She carried us through everything. Papa’s death in 2019 left a hole nothing could fill—except Banban, still there at the gate, still wagging like he might walk through the door any second. The pandemic locked us in; Typhoon Ulysses tore the world apart outside; she stayed steady. Through tears, fear, silence, she was the one constant heartbeat we could touch. Every time I left the house, I came back with pasalubong just for her—warm pandesal, bits of chicken, her favorite treats. The second the gate creaked, there she was: ears up, eyes bright, that full-body wiggle of pure joy. No matter how heavy the day had been, her welcome cracked me open with light. Then Britney and Cabs arrived—tiny tornadoes of chaos. They’d nip at her ears, climb over her like she was furniture. Banban never growled. She’d just sigh that big, dramatic sigh, shift her weight, and let them win. Big sister to the end. January 2026 stole her hind legs without warning. We carried her, supported her, walked her anyway—whispering, “Come on, girl, just a little more.” I prayed until my throat hurt, bargained with God, promised anything if she’d just stand again. We bought every medicine, tried every trick. But this week her light started fading fast. Last Wednesday, I looked into those tired brown eyes and knew: we were down to hours. I sat on the floor beside her, forehead to forehead. I whispered sorry—for not walking her one more time around the block, for not sneaking her one extra treat (even though she was already the most spoiled girl in the world). I thanked her for every single day she chose us, for guarding our broken hearts, for being the thread that still tied me to Papa. I told her she didn’t have to fight anymore. “It’s okay to rest now, Banban. You’ve been so brave. I love you. Go find Papa—he’s waiting.” The room went still. Birds sang outside like they knew. Time stretched thin. Five minutes later, she sighed one last soft breath and slipped away—peaceful, no pain, just… gone. The tears haven’t stopped. She was my last living piece of him. Papa brought her home; now they’re together again, I have to believe that. I begged her to come back to us somehow, in some new fur and wagging tail. Coming home now is the hardest part. The gate is empty. No happy bark, no smiling face pressed to the bars, no warm body leaning into my legs. The silence screams. But I thank God—for the gift of her, for the gentle way He carried her home. I’ll keep praying she finds her way back. We love you beyond words, Banban. Run free, our sweetest Ate. Chase endless zoomies, roll in fields of treats, rest your head on Papa’s lap. Watch over us, okay? Until we meet again. I miss you with every breath. But heaven denied Destiny decried Something beautiful died Too soon But I'm letting go I'm givin' up the ghost But don't get me wrong I'll always love you that's why I wrote you this very last song I guess this is where we say goodbye I know I'll be alright Someday I'll be fine But just not tonight
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Pain demands to be felt We brought Banban home around 2017. Papa was planning to pass her to one of his bowling buddies, but we begged, and somehow he smiled and said yes. She came with Lassy and Fudgie at first—those three tumbling through the house like they owned it. One by one, old age quietly took the others, leaving Banban as the last gentle giant of that little pack. She was always indoors, but every chance we got, we’d walk her slowly outside, her tail still sweeping the air like she was young again. I used to be only a cat person—those scrappy puspins were my world. But Banban? She never once snapped or pushed them away. She’d let them curl into her warmth, even nap beside her massive paws. I can still see her lying there, patient, eyes half-closed, as if saying, “It’s okay, little ones. You’re safe here.” That quiet kindness was her language. She carried us through everything. Papa’s death in 2019 left a hole nothing could fill—except Banban, still there at the gate, still wagging like he might walk through the door any second. The pandemic locked us in; Typhoon Ulysses tore the world apart outside; she stayed steady. Through tears, fear, silence, she was the one constant heartbeat we could touch. Every time I left the house, I came back with pasalubong just for her—warm pandesal, bits of chicken, her favorite treats. The second the gate creaked, there she was: ears up, eyes bright, that full-body wiggle of pure joy. No matter how heavy the day had been, her welcome cracked me open with light. Then Britney and Cabs arrived—tiny tornadoes of chaos. They’d nip at her ears, climb over her like she was furniture. Banban never growled. She’d just sigh that big, dramatic sigh, shift her weight, and let them win. Big sister to the end. January 2026 stole her hind legs without warning. We carried her, supported her, walked her anyway—whispering, “Come on, girl, just a little more.” I prayed until my throat hurt, bargained with God, promised anything if she’d just stand again. We bought every medicine, tried every trick. But this week her light started fading fast. Last Wednesday, I looked into those tired brown eyes and knew: we were down to hours. I sat on the floor beside her, forehead to forehead. I whispered sorry—for not walking her one more time around the block, for not sneaking her one extra treat (even though she was already the most spoiled girl in the world). I thanked her for every single day she chose us, for guarding our broken hearts, for being the thread that still tied me to Papa. I told her she didn’t have to fight anymore. “It’s okay to rest now, Banban. You’ve been so brave. I love you. Go find Papa—he’s waiting.” The room went still. Birds sang outside like they knew. Time stretched thin. Five minutes later, she sighed one last soft breath and slipped away—peaceful, no pain, just… gone. The tears haven’t stopped. She was my last living piece of him. Papa brought her home; now they’re together again, I have to believe that. I begged her to come back to us somehow, in some new fur and wagging tail. Coming home now is the hardest part. The gate is empty. No happy bark, no smiling face pressed to the bars, no warm body leaning into my legs. The silence screams. But I thank God—for the gift of her, for the gentle way He carried her home. I’ll keep praying she finds her way back. We love you beyond words, Banban. Run free, our sweetest Ate. Chase endless zoomies, roll in fields of treats, rest your head on Papa’s lap. Watch over us, okay? Until we meet again. I miss you with every breath. But heaven denied Destiny decried Something beautiful died Too soon But I'm letting go I'm givin' up the ghost But don't get me wrong I'll always love you that's why I wrote you this very last song I guess this is where we say goodbye I know I'll be alright Someday I'll be fine But just not tonight

1Jrome

19,287 просмотров • 4 месяцев назад

Jess claimed on her show this morning that she “knows more than everyone else” about whether Aidan cosigns Lindsay’s behavior. But, shocker, she refused to explain. So I will break it down for you since I don’t lie to my audience, like she does to her “besties”. The reality is this- Aidan most likely does NOT cosign it, but he also won’t publicly deny it and defend Jess. Why? Because Lindsey still has leverage and is likely blackmailing him behind the scenes. And he knows it. There are a few obvious reasons: • He’s most definitely embarrassed and ashamed by the fact that they’re sleeping together again, as he should be. • He doesn’t want his lawyers or followers knowing, because the optics of sleeping with the woman who put him in jail and accused him of rape are catastrophic. • And based on her recent posts, it’s clear he’s sharing IMPOUNDED discovery from his case with her, which looks a lot like damage control to keep her from blowing up his life again. This isn’t speculation pulled out of thin air. It’s a pattern. Anyone who’s been close to him recognizes it immediately. Do I have 100% confirmation? No, I haven’t spoken to him in almost 2 months now. But the signs are all there. I know this man unfortunately allll too well. Jess knows this too. She just won’t say it out loud. At this pace, it looks like we’re heading straight toward another Christmas driveway meltdown, sooner rather than later.
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Jess claimed on her show this morning that she “knows more than everyone else” about whether Aidan cosigns Lindsay’s behavior. But, shocker, she refused to explain. So I will break it down for you since I don’t lie to my audience, like she does to her “besties”. The reality is this- Aidan most likely does NOT cosign it, but he also won’t publicly deny it and defend Jess. Why? Because Lindsey still has leverage and is likely blackmailing him behind the scenes. And he knows it. There are a few obvious reasons: • He’s most definitely embarrassed and ashamed by the fact that they’re sleeping together again, as he should be. • He doesn’t want his lawyers or followers knowing, because the optics of sleeping with the woman who put him in jail and accused him of rape are catastrophic. • And based on her recent posts, it’s clear he’s sharing IMPOUNDED discovery from his case with her, which looks a lot like damage control to keep her from blowing up his life again. This isn’t speculation pulled out of thin air. It’s a pattern. Anyone who’s been close to him recognizes it immediately. Do I have 100% confirmation? No, I haven’t spoken to him in almost 2 months now. But the signs are all there. I know this man unfortunately allll too well. Jess knows this too. She just won’t say it out loud. At this pace, it looks like we’re heading straight toward another Christmas driveway meltdown, sooner rather than later.

The old M can’t come to the phone right now

13,972 просмотров • 7 месяцев назад

Olivia Wilde’s new look is everywhere — and it’s shocking. Megyn Kelly called it out straight: the before/after is dramatic. She now looks skeletal, with sunken eyes and almost no fat left in her face. 'Like she should be in a hospital.' Kelly openly wondered if Ozempic pushed it into dangerous territory. Then Adam Carolla connected the dots: Tim Walz, Katie Porter, J.B. Pritzker, and others all dropped noticeable weight fast after their campaigns ended. Coincidence? Kelly’s bottom line: healthy weight loss is great, but going truly skeletal sends a horrible message to young girls. We’re watching a new wave of extreme thinness get normalized under the 'miracle drug' label. Some transformations look healthy. Others look like something darker is going on. This hits beauty standards, celebrity culture, and politics all at once — that’s why it’s blowing up. What’s your take — smart health moves, worrying extremes, or both?
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Olivia Wilde’s new look is everywhere — and it’s shocking. Megyn Kelly called it out straight: the before/after is dramatic. She now looks skeletal, with sunken eyes and almost no fat left in her face. 'Like she should be in a hospital.' Kelly openly wondered if Ozempic pushed it into dangerous territory. Then Adam Carolla connected the dots: Tim Walz, Katie Porter, J.B. Pritzker, and others all dropped noticeable weight fast after their campaigns ended. Coincidence? Kelly’s bottom line: healthy weight loss is great, but going truly skeletal sends a horrible message to young girls. We’re watching a new wave of extreme thinness get normalized under the 'miracle drug' label. Some transformations look healthy. Others look like something darker is going on. This hits beauty standards, celebrity culture, and politics all at once — that’s why it’s blowing up. What’s your take — smart health moves, worrying extremes, or both?

Camus

84,267 просмотров • 2 месяцев назад