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2025.01.26 07:40 xmoxhiix 1⭐️ trades
 | pls do not send exchange request until i agree to trade ign: janet Play MONOPOLY GO! with me! Download it here: https://mply.io/SISsDA friend code: MGO552SEJ34P submitted by xmoxhiix to MonopolyGoTrading [link] [comments] |
2025.01.26 07:40 red4dev First ever build, Team Red full black clean build, came from console
 | Parts: Amd R5 7600X Peerless Assassin 120 Black Sapphire Nitro+ 7800 XT Corsair vengeance DDR5 32GB CL30 Gigabyte Eagle AX Corsair RM1000e Samsung 980Pro 2tb nvme Antec Flux case with 5 case fans (3 front 1 under gpu intake, 1 140 exhaust fan) Screen is a Dell 1440p 165Hz at 1ms Glorious model D wireless with a Razer huntsman 60% Thoughts on build? Btw cpu and gpu were undervolted, pc runs like a smooth criminal. Custom debloated windows installation, I used a German website that allows me to fidget with certain setting and removes software like edge, teams, Skype etc... submitted by red4dev to pcmasterrace [link] [comments] |
2025.01.26 07:40 ajju20042004 Cricket: A Brief Look at its Evolution
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2025.01.26 07:40 pushpg Kindly help in information required
Hello everyone,
I am planning to visit Mahakumbh by my own car coming from Kanpur or Lucknow and on non shahi snan days in Feb, possibly after 16th Feb.
How far canni take my car if I plan in such a way that I enter prayagraj in night around 2-3AM?
How much do you think I ll have travel around those odd times and during non-peak days?
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2025.01.26 07:40 ChaoticOddity Sleep data
Sorry if this has been asked 4749394 times before, but how can I see the specific times I woke up? If I click the white peaks on my sleep graph it takes me to a new screen.
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2025.01.26 07:40 KillerNinja869 UNIDA's Unreleased 2nd Album
 | Seen a lot of slo burn posts today. So I figured this masterpiece deserves appreciation. My favorite songs are Cain and Vince fountain. submitted by KillerNinja869 to stonerrock [link] [comments] |
2025.01.26 07:40 F-R3dd1tM0dTyrany Absolute Unit of a GIANT Piece of Equipment !!!
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2025.01.26 07:40 Redoxparallax meirl
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2025.01.26 07:40 pastelloh Vallejo satin varnish
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2025.01.26 07:40 Neat-Examination-603 Empty Croker
I feel it's the same craic every year, croker looking like a ghost town and it ruins any atmosphere for a game. Don't get me wrong it's great the county season is back as my club didn't get off the ground this year!
There were I think they said 21,000 at it last night and it felt like a tenth of that. I remember when we used to play league games in Parnell and the place would be bouncing!
GAA missed a trick 40-50 years ago by not getting a breffni park sized ground built in Dublin.
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2025.01.26 07:40 VoiceApprehensive893 Can we have an option to reduce/increase the chances of getting randoms with certain picks on 1000+ ladder
Choose up to 5 brawlers that will be less likely to appear on your team and up to 5 that will be more likely to
If im playing thrower i dont want another thrower
If im playing janet id rather have 1 teammate than deal with average 1000+ mortis random's super charge stealing
If im playing berry i WANT to get tanks on my team
The 1000+ matchmaking pool is huge(peak gold ranked have max ranks) and imo could allow for a system like this
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2025.01.26 07:40 Nite-Prow1er gordon is where now??
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2025.01.26 07:40 Such-Substance-1104 Is my barbell too long?
 | Hi there, I got my daith done just around two months ago and have always thought it was a little longer than I expected but didn't really think more of it. This was up until last night when I was looking for some daith retainers and I realized it seems quite long compared to other daith barbells. This barbell also gets twisted around in my ear quite often, is that normal for these kinds of piercings? I was told the jewelry is made up of surgical steel, and I'm not sure about the width. submitted by Such-Substance-1104 to piercing [link] [comments] |
2025.01.26 07:40 Future-Western1764 Small Snack Bowl
Made from a reclaimed stoneware body mixture and glazed in studio formulated glazes with some ash glaze strokes on the outside.
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2025.01.26 07:40 thehealthytreatments Imagine seeing your perfect smile before the process even begins! That’s what Barbara experienced with our Digital Smile Design at Thehealthytreatment 🌟
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2025.01.26 07:40 JadeF1re lore drop yay
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2025.01.26 07:40 Professional_Ring_55 🔵🔵 🟠🟠
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2025.01.26 07:40 shaxadhere Anyone Experienced with Integrating Zoom Meeting SDK in a React Native App?
Hey everyone!
I'm working on a React Native app and need to integrate the Zoom Meeting SDK. Has anyone here done this before?
I'd appreciate any tips, guides, or resources that could help me get started or troubleshoot common issues. Thanks in advance!
Feel free to share your experience or drop any helpful links.
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2025.01.26 07:40 OutInTheBay Police arrest 13 people, return 45 trolleys to Rotorua businesses during three-day operation
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2025.01.26 07:40 mikk0384 Desktop Firefox - Comments regularly disappear into the void when replying to posts
The past couple of days I estimate that 10-20% of the comments I have made on posts didn't get added. A few times a refresh have made it appear despite not showing after hitting the "Comment" button, but most of the time it doesn't change a thing, and it isn't on my profile page either.
I'm using a cellular connection to access the internet so it is possible that it is on my end, but it would surprise me. It hasn't been an issue before, and I've been using this connection for years.
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2025.01.26 07:40 AutomaticDeal9615 WIP
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2025.01.26 07:40 SAHARASAVAGE L A M E N T O F B L A C K O B S I D I A N X
My love, my darling, My Lore Cassius, My Asher Blackwood, My Colby Kole, My Thomas Morgan, My Kael, Tuatha Dé Danann, my blinded angel,
This is my last letter. This is my goodbye. This is my resting place. This is my grave. This is my tomb. Mark it on your calendar. The planets aligned and I convinced myself our paths would cross, this union would finally be complete… Instead, all I have is the excruciating reminder that I am a hollow stump. I dream of paradise to wake up to living nightmares. The mist never lifts. I am blind. I wake to a world where I no longer can see.
And my darling, if our love is black obsidian, meant to absorb the pain of separation, I use it to release my emotional trauma with waiting for you. The trauma is inside my heartbeat, it’s my veins. It’s my villain origin story. Oh, god I’ve waited for you as youth has left me, the supple beauty of pink rosy cheeks, of perky breasts. I have crow’s feet, wrinkles, my eyes are tired, weary, worn. I am the kind of tired that sleep doesn’t fix. I want eternal rest. I don’t want to come back for centuries. I have watched others in a disgusting jealousy, acquire what I wanted with you so easily. I have come to accept that somehow I did something wrong. I do not get a happy ending. True love, a family…. And most of all my son…my son that I wanted with you so badly, the boy who would be the sun, change the world, give hope, be the “born again king.”, “saintly.” I hope he forgives me for giving up. I have nothing left inside of me, no hope left to believe. I am going completely numb. The poetry inside of me dies. I wonder who I shall become? I feel like a centipede, a potato bug, a cockroach. I have become vermin.
My beautiful son, the treasure of my heart, the gift for the world…. like you, he is just a dream. Just a dream. Nothing more. A hope. Some kind of wish that suddenly has left my womb empty and hollow, tearing my self-love to destruction. Obsessed with a stupid red ribbon. Will I throw it away tomorrow? Cast it to the wind? I have become my own worst enemy. I do not recognize my eyes in the mirror. I used to be afraid to lie, to cheat. Now, I comfortably sit in the error of my ways, and laugh. The world has not been kind to me. The world has been cruel. The world has left me wounded. I would only wound you at this time. I have become everything I’ve hated. Who even is that starring back at me? I am repulsed and I can’t stop myself from self-destruction, it’s become even more rewarding than the idea of you. I will inflict massacres on my soul. I will be my own judgement.
Hurt people hurt people and I am hurting beyond what you could imagine but I don’t want to talk about it. I am too tired to. I used you as an infusion. I cannot go back from this now. I have made my decision. I ripped out my heart. I ate it. You can’t have it now. No one can. I gave it to myself. I will choke on my own heart vessels. It will cure me somehow.
How did I wait? You might wonder, I waited in years. I waited at the shoreline, crying out for you, against waves crashing. My eyes always hopeful to the horizon. I can’t keep track of how many times I reached my hand out and whispered, “My fate is black obsidian.” I can’t believe I believed all “oracles and psychics” that told me about you.
An Englishman with an interesting style. I dreamed we would have a ceremony in the woods and hand-fast and I would finally get to hear you say: “Nothing will suffice but the taste of you….” Waiting for you bore black holes inside of me and now I suck up everything in my path.
My love, our bond is so deeply embedded into each other, in fate’s cruel hand, that instead of drawing out the negativity, it’s amplified the emotions, drawing out the sinful sorrow, the lustful longing and left me mortified, and here I am in my horror, saying goodbye. I look back to my past and see nothing but a trail of mistakes. I looked for you in all the wrong places. I lost count of the tears. I am honestly surprised I haven’t died yet from sheer heartbreak. I can’t ever go back to England. I looked to the moon and abandoned any relations. I tried to find you songs. I tried to find you in lyrics. I tried to find you in numbers. I tried to find you on trains. I tried to find you in magic, in spells, in hidden sigils. I failed. You are not meant for me. I am not meant for you. I am a fucking train, ticket after ticket, swallowing my pride: “Our eyes are always destined to meet.” No. No. My fate does not have any grande purpose. I am not that alchemical marriage. I am a stone, sinking to the bottom of the ocean. Let me choke. Let me give in. Let me suffocate.
I have become a monster. I tried to be a temple for you. I tried to be a beacon. I tried to master the art of ying and yang. I played a saint and have only become a sinner. I lost myself in bodies that took advantage of me. Hell, some of the men even drugged me. I think most people have bad intentions. I have become cut-throat. Fight or flight. I want to fight. Black obsidian is supposed to protect you, but it didn’t protect me from myself. I have become mentally unwell and unraveled every string of my heart in the ache in my bones, the soil is leached. I am contaminated. I enjoy the sharp feel of the blade. Cut into me. I am not afraid. I have gotten used to the pain. What pain you might ask?
The kind of pain that leaves me crying into morning, the kind where I fall to the ground in the dark of this cold room, starring up at that moon, cursing myself for loving you, for believing you are real, out there, somewhere, underneath it, waiting for me, alone and tempted. I reach my hand out, I reach to it, I cry to you. I heave. I sob. I fall to pieces onto the floor. I cry into the floor, the tears of heaven, the flood gates of the biggest monsoon in history. My heart hurts. It squeezes. My knees shake, my hands tremble. I tremble. I uncontrollably scream into the earth. I wish to return to it. I want to decay. I want to just be something organic. I don’t want to live with this love inside of me anymore. I wish you were real. I wish I could kiss you. I wish we could lay together and dream. I would love to hear your voice, hot against my ear, singing to me of the same devotion. This love it slowly kills me.
I strip myself bare, exposing my naked body, showing all the scars, the bruises, the place where self-love has made me seem like a disfigured monster, the curves where I had longed for you to touch me, grow into mountains, sharp-edged and jagged. You are just a creation. You are just a myth I create. I am the writing and this is my fate. You have just words I conjure in my loneliness.You are an excuse to not get close to anybody. I am isolated. I am lonely. I am alone. I am tormented by something I treasured. I want to abandon everything that I am to see you grace reality, to tear the very fabric of the veil that separates and yell, “I am here. I am real.” Night after night, day after day, week after week, month after month, year after year…. Has turned me bitter. I am sour. I am jealous and ugly. I am new-found rage. The spark from my eyes has gone out. The passion in my soul died, it dies with my hope for you here. I have not summoned you. I have not manifested you. Magic is not real. True-love doesn’t exist. I am the exhales of my own realization that I will wake up alone tomorrow, no matter how much I want to hold you, to touch you, to see you, to breath with you, to know you. No matter how much I beg, plead, pray. No matter how many times I have sobbed, “Oh god, I wish you were here.”
I loved you into moments that no one else was meant for. I hungered for you in a way that made me change my body several times. I have starved myself, made myself puke, I’ve eaten all of my emotions, gorged until I felt sick. I am done with this never-ending cycle, this violence against the last heartstring. I put an end to this Sisyphean. I break the cycle.
You have no power over me. Not anymore. I reduce you to nothing, you are a bleak landscape, you are the silence I hear echoing back to me when I scream in terrifying weeps, “Husband, just hold my hand.” I must live in that eerie dissonance, the unanswered calls, the bodily shakes that consume my entire being. I lay down tonight, for the final time. I will not reach out my hand again. Not tomorrow. Not ever. The planets did not align for me and you and I must face the reality, that you, you are just a thought in my head, a figment of my imagination, a dream in my heart, a wish of a girl who I lay down in a tomb tonight. This pain, palpable and breathing, is being suffocated in the night. My world will be numb in the morning, but I have to remember who I am. I have to start remembering days. It’s all I have left, to not go entirely insane. I only wished, I only wanted…. I only dreamed for the touch and the grace of your hand.
We are not the red string of fate, destiny is not in our favor, the stars do not align and I am not the other half to you. I will not braid a red ribbon in his hair and my son will never breathe air. I am this tomb. I am this catacomb. I have become a skeleton. I will feed something else now. This is who I am now. I am not afraid of the fire of eternity. I am already there.
I am a life lost, I will be a walking zombie. I’ll never dream again. I think the only thing black obsidian did was protect me from the idea of true love because it’s only pretend. I wanted to burn in a fire with you. I wanted to be a natural disaster. I wanted to fix the broken, cure the sick, defy the logic of physics. I wanted to the last hope of magic. I turn the page…. This is the end. This is goodbye. Just know, I had loved you with my entire heart and soul, without question. I wanted you just as you are, flaws, scars, self-hatred. I would have made love to your demons. But, now I go to face myself and for the last time whisper at my reflection, “my future is black obsidian.” Know that I tried in these posts to somehow get out 1/10th or 13/13ths of whatever was left of my soul. I am afraid they’re only crumbs of what was the original me. I am numb. I have been suffering. Now I find peace.
I wish you well. I hope all your dreams come true. If you ever were real, I hope you see this somehow.
The sun will rise and so will you.
I am giving myself memory loss now. I am giving myself dementia. I am skull and bones. Let it be known I died this winter. Spring will bring flowers.
I’d say, “Let’s meet in another life.” But, I don’t ever want to feel this way again. So, instead, I’ll say just leave goodbye, the parting of my heart, my epitaph, with only two words that are meant for you: “Black Obsidian.”
X LAMENT OF BLACK OBSIDIAN
- SS
2025.01.26 07:40 Shikarishambu3 Lal Chowk Srinagar on Republic day eve (pic credit : Basit Zargar)
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2025.01.26 07:40 Karmas_Classroom Gilas In Tune Up Tournament Before FIBA Asia Qualifiers
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2025.01.26 07:40 No_Author_9683 Yikes, is this real life guys?
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