Grapevine Fires - Nuexx Virdova

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muahahahahaha babi

Sat, 09 Mar 2013 17:23:47 +0800

muahahahahaha babi

sketchthemedlife: The Solo Noon Ride #yellowbikecompany...

Thu, 28 Feb 2013 15:10:54 +0800

sketchthemedlife:

The Solo Noon Ride #yellowbikecompany #thedeadcogs #fixedgear #trackbike #velo #brakeless #cycling #bicycle #sttb #savethetrackbike #justballs #cinelli #alter #americanclassic #canecreek #trackem #sticker #3TTT #classic #gbk #thegombs #vintage #kualalumpur #malaysia (at Duke Underpass)

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eatsleepdraw: Graphite and photoshop. Follow my tumblr...

Sun, 20 Jan 2013 14:24:08 +0800

eatsleepdraw:

Graphite and photoshop. Follow my tumblr here!

Prints and stuff.

silencetheteenager: californiatrust: htym: hereforthemoments: ...

Sun, 30 Dec 2012 16:05:01 +0800

silencetheteenager:

californiatrust:

htym:

hereforthemoments:

electronicpsychoticdreamer:

dovahsebrom:

vashxthexstampede:

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat.

Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly.

To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs.

Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!”

All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.

Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.

One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.

Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought.

Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear - Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.

At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.

Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.

Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly.

I am literally crying so hard right now. It breaks my heart to know that people treated this poor little creature so badly, when all he wanted was to be loved. I will always remember this, this is just… Wow.

thats deep

i am honestly sobbing

honestly crying. I would love that cat so much and how can people treat a little animal like that who just wanted to be loved? r.i.p ugly, or should I say beautiful <3

CRYING OMG

eatsleepdraw: by Jennifer KatieThis pencil and embroidery work...

Sun, 30 Dec 2012 15:59:39 +0800

eatsleepdraw:

by Jennifer Katie
This pencil and embroidery work was part of a study into David Attenborough. The final piece was an entirely hand embroidered portrait which can be found on my website, alongside other works.

joshlafayette: DENT MAY — DO THINGS Dent May is another...

Sun, 30 Dec 2012 15:59:28 +0800

joshlafayette:

DENT MAY — DO THINGS

Dent May is another Southern musician making it into my top 12 this year. And that is cool. The album is very good. I like it a lot. It sounds like The Beach Boys and Chromeo had a baby and named it Dent. It’s cool. He is also a lot of fun live. It’s pretty sweet. Listen to it. Lyrics above are from the song “Best Friend.” Video below.

Prints and more available in my Society6 shop.

Previously:
#12: TS & The Past Haunts — Gone & Goner
#11: Tim Fite — Ain’t Ain’t Ain’t
#10: Ramona Falls — Prophet
#9: Yellow Ostrich — Strange Land
#8: King Tuff — King Tuff
#7: The Chariot — One Wing
#6: Every Time I Die — Ex Lives
#5: Converge — All We Love We Leave Behind
#4: Alabama Shakes — Boys & Girls
#3: Gaza — No Absolutes in Human Suffering

mybodyiswell: Everyday is like a sunday. (at Taman Rimba...

Sun, 30 Dec 2012 15:59:18 +0800

mybodyiswell:

Everyday is like a sunday. (at Taman Rimba Templar)

prettyclever: Road Radio

Sun, 30 Dec 2012 15:49:19 +0800

prettyclever:

Road Radio

Nukilan mudah.

Tue, 18 Dec 2012 00:54:07 +0800

Arena dipersembahkan melalui cerita si dua kepala yang keras mengalahkan daripada sebuah batu dan pencairan besi dalam mod bekunya. Kedua pihak yang tidak mampu berfikir dan bertindak positif sebaliknya mencari jalan keadilan yang pada dasar dalam ceritanya tiada lahir dan wujudnya. Apabila kematangan sebenarnya dinilai melalui aspek usia dan bukan dari sikap dan sifat dalamannya. Lahirnya kata-kata bernas tapi sebaliknya telinga menjadi pintu keluar masuk hikmat kata-kata penyelesaian yang membawa kepada keharmonian dan damai hati. Syaitan pula berkuasa untuk menyesatkan dan menambah derita serta meleburkan ketenangan hati yang selama ini dicari. Positif itu menjadi kontra kepada negatif dan sedih dan deritanya apabila sifat yang diperlukan itu semakin kotor dan hilang sehingga seberat zarah sudah lagi tidak ketemui. Di manakah sifat kemanusiaan yang telah di didik sejak kecil. Manakah perginya impian setiap manusia. Mungkin pada dasar usia mereka masih tidak matang dalam segi pencarian ke dewasaanya. Manakala mencari darjat itu penting dan kuasa terang-terang dijadikan tuhan dan bukannya Pencipta abadi di agungkan serta dipuji. Inilah relevan manusia kini yang patut di jadikan tauladan. Di mana, yang keruh itu perlu dijadikan sempadan serta di nyahkan daripada diri. Kebaikan itu juga perlu di klonkan dan di contohi serta menjadi tokoh untuk membina diri dan melunaskan kelemahan sejak lahir lagi. Tiada manusia yang lahir di dunia sempurna pada dalamannya. Ilmu perlu di asah tajam lagi dan berkembang kembali semuanya untuk bertemu di alam kemudian. Penceraian ketenangan yang memisahkan akal dengan fikiran diri. Tingginya ilmu itu di tambah pula dengan nafsu yang menjerumus kan yang pada akhirnya jatuh tenggelam sehingga menampakkan kederhakaan dan terjerumus hancur di buai kekayaan sementara. Kembali lah pada tuhan yang agung dan yang menciptakan. Al-kisah dunia ibarat persinggahan kapal di sebuah pelabuhan untuk mencari makanan dan bekalan sebelum bertemu di sebuah persinggahan yang lain. Berdamai dan bersatulah jiwa yang terpisah dan buanglah titik-titik hitam dalam hati yang semakin beranak-pinak. Hapuskanlah ego dan sombong dalam diri daripada membiak ibarat sel-sel dalaman manusia. Carilah insan kemanusiaan dalam diri dan tanamlah sifat mahmudahmu seluas-luas bendang padi. Ikrar lah untuk ke jannah dan terbitkanlah cahaya ketenangan dalam setiap persahabatan. Ciptalah senyuman dan ketawa yang mesra untuk sama-sama di renung pada hari tua. Memori indah bersama yang kental untuk di ceritakan pada generasi seterusnya dan di jadikan teladan dan panduan daripada lisan yang diceritakan. Sekian.

sscgkl: #stubborn #sscg #videoclip #inthemaking #indieband...

Sat, 08 Dec 2012 17:44:45 +0800

sscgkl:

#stubborn #sscg #videoclip #inthemaking #indieband #kirana #sponsorship #project #punkrock #malaysia #kualalumpur #casualsmokas #fashion #streetsmart #soon #sneakers #bag #pack #sponsorship #supersunday

existension: Jerry Maninang

Wed, 05 Dec 2012 08:16:36 +0800

existension:

Jerry Maninang

peekasso: knowledge is power

Wed, 05 Dec 2012 08:16:32 +0800

peekasso:

knowledge is power

marcostorres: (English) Working on some skateboard...

Wed, 05 Dec 2012 08:16:28 +0800

marcostorres:

(English)

Working on some skateboard shapes.

(Português)

Customizando alguns shapes de skate.

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Wed, 05 Dec 2012 08:11:19 +0800

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Wed, 05 Dec 2012 08:11:17 +0800