Depends how long they’ve been dead. After a while it’s pretty impossible to tell one corpse from another, it would be easy to fake the identity of the witness.
Depends how long they’ve been dead. After a while it’s pretty impossible to tell one corpse from another, it would be easy to fake the identity of the witness.
He was definitely a man of his times.
Keep up the good work. 🫡
Ok, good call. So five so far.
Dude, for real? Like what?
I’m sorry, but any game putting out free content updates (and major ones, too) over 8 years later is unheard of these days. Like, maybe Minecraft is the only other one I can think of.
If by “likely” you mean “almost certainly,” then yes!
Thanks, I was wondering about this because of the green text.
They murdered Apollo.
Russia’s system isn’t/wasn’t any better, unfortunately. This was incredibly brutal and so hard to read.
I mean, is she interested too? She’s a grown woman. Different strokes for different folks.
Bigelow spiced chai.
Hey, that picture is a Venn Diagram.
I’ll say it; could be HSV.
Easy, man, shit happens. And this kind of shit is incredibly rare. You don’t know how you’d react (unless you have “bounced” in which case my apologies, carry on talking shit about this poor woman).
Yeah, it’s one of the more dangerous ones because it can lead to exactly what she experienced, which is two parachutes out at the same time.
Or your reserve can get tangled up in the lines from the main, which is also, as we say in skydiving circles, “really fucking bad.”
You seem to be spiraling right now, and that fucking sucks. I’m sorry. Force yourself to eat something, even if it’s just a spoonful of peanut butter.
Now, listen up; it’s not you, and it’s not your fault. Your brain is wired weird. It’s easy to take it personally, but it’s really not your fault. You want to live differently, or you wouldn’t be here. Separate your actions from your sense of yourself, as they are not the same.
Now, what helped me was to get medicated and to get therapy. It took a lot of the latter for me to come to terms with (and accept) the things I had done in my life because of ADHD. I still carry a lot of guilt and shame, but I’m doing better and looking forward and accepting my past. Seek help, and let your wife know you’re doing it, so she can support you.
Then pet your dogs a lot. It’s going to be ok. You’re not the condition. ADHD is a motherfucker, and it makes our lives hard, but it doesn’t define who you are. Don’t off yourself, for gods sake. Hang in there. PM me if you ever need to.