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As the meteor streaked down, trailing fire and debris and promising Earth's annihilation.

We kissed, then held each other, and I looked into your eyes, and nothing else mattered.

Yo tengo un tío que cuando yo tenía 11 años me prestaba su celular y un día se estaba bañando y yo estaba jugando con su celular y le llegó un mensaje de su "amigo" que decía "amor vas a venir hoy a mi casa" con estos emojis "😈🫣" Yo quedé tipo "oh 😶" le conté a mi familia y se enojaron con mi tío y lo regañaron ya que mi familia es Cristiana y mi abuelo lo regaño y le quito el celular, también lo hicieron repetir muchas"me arrepiento de ser homosexual" quiero recalcar que mi tío en ese tiempo tenía 16 años, actualmente me arrepiento ya que por mi culpa lo regañaron y lo hicieron terminar con su novio, actualmente yo tengo 15 y mi tío 20 años y el tiene novio y yo lo apoyo apesar de que mi familia no esté de acuerdo,lo bueno es que mi tío no se enojó conmigo ya que en ese tiempo pues yo no sabía que lo iban a regañar muy feo.

ok so I honestly just don't know what to do with this, and I kinda don't have anyone to ask. So I'm in a book club and this month the group voted to read "IF YOU TELL" By Gregg Olson. I bought the audible on April 1st and by chapter 7 I was thinking it was an April fools joke on me. here is a not so much spoiler but some details of the book. Firstly I'm adopted but what I know of my natural parents is that my birth mom's name is Debbie, she raised me til being a teen. she lived in California and met a guy named Randy in a bar. they started dating and not long after I happened. I don't remember him much, but everyone told me he was a huge lier and hid his history as much as he could. what they knew about my natural dad was that he had come from the Oregon/Washington area, that he had traveled a bit. and that he had 3 other daughters and maybe a son, bit he didn't claim the son as he "couldn't make male children " whatever. the oldest of his other children was a daughter named Nikki, I forget the names of the others....I only remember this one because I actually spoke to her at 2 different points in life, the others where lost to the wind. when I was 17 I was sent to visit him, in Battle Ground Washington, and I remember having a conversation with him and him saying "yeah its beautiful here, thats why when I left your mom I came BACK". Now its only April 3rd and I have fully read the whole book, done an ancestry search, called my sister by my mother and she to thought the coincidence is to odd, she was able to line up details that made me feel more sure like the fact she knew Nikki was about her age, the age of my natural dad and the guy in the book was right, and that the last names being different wasn't a for sure way to know that it wasn't the same Randy as he was known to lie about who he was. Basically the last name is the only "maybe not your dad" thing she could say. while I'm sure its just a matter of coincidence it is still an odd feeling not knowing if this horrific book i just read is about a sister I never gets tortured life or not. I had hoped the end of the book would have said if Nikki ever reconnected with her actual dad and what had become of him, as i know what happened to mine, so that I would kinda know one way or another....again I'm sure its not, but tell me isn't that so odd that around the same time in about the same place 2 men with the same name had daughters with the same name.

Started January off with breaking up with the girl I thought I was gonna marry. She’d been lying to me about a lot of things for a long time and the straw that broke the camels back for me was when she sent me a snap and I saw something in it. Asked her about it and she told me that I hadn’t seen what I saw. I’m not gonna be gaslit and I trust my own memory. It really sucked and I really truly loved her and am still getting over it months later.

Went to Okeechobee music fest in Florida totally alone. Was supposed to go with her but I wasn’t gonna sell my ticket bc I was really looking forward to it. Was having the best time the first three days. Vibes were immaculate, I was feeling like myself again for the first time in a long time. Sunday comes. The last day. I’m at a set during the day having a blast. Get a ft call from my best friends wife. Thought it was gonna be the both of them and picked up super happy they’d called me. It was just her. She was crying.

I, literally, ran from the stage to somewhere quiet so I could hear her. He died. He was working on his car when the jack slipped and he was crushed to death. I collapsed and sobbed in the middle of the field. I had just been texting him the day before about my ex and about him and his wife coming with me to the next festival I was going to for their first.

Tried to make the best of the last day after getting that news. Started driving back Monday and stopped at my friends place 2 hours from home cuz I was exhausted both physically and emotionally. Stayed the night, talked a bit, left later Tuesday. I’m driving home when I get a call from work. “Heyyy buddy! Were you gonna show up for work tonight?” I reply “I don’t work Tuesdays. Why am I on the schedule?” I had talked to my GM about changing my schedule up soon but that I would let him know when I wanted it changed. He changed it w/o telling me. “Are you gonna come in?” I said “I’m exhausted from driving and my best friend just died. I don’t really wanna come in tonight.” “Well I’m sorry for your loss but you’re posted to work tonight.” “I’ll find someone to cover” found someone to cover my shift. Go in to have a drink (the place is a bar I worked the door) cuz I was sad. Then I get a call the next day.

It’s the GM. “You no call no showed but still came in to drink so I’m gonna have to let you go or everyone will do it.” “You changed my schedule w/o telling me and I got somebody to cover it?” “It was posted in the GroupMe so you should’ve seen it. It’s not my fault.” To which I thought, “why would I look at the schedule if I have the same schedule every week?” I just said okay and hung up. Lack of communication on their part isn’t my fault but I’m too drained to gaf. Yall can say that’s on me I really don’t care. I personally thought it was inconsiderate to not give me a personal heads up considering I was a manager and really quite heartless to not have some kind of understanding for my loss after putting 4 years of my life into that place. Crucify me.

All that was within a week. BUT WAIT THERES MORE 🤪

I drove back to my hometown this week for the funeral. It was a 6 hour drive. Was 3 hours in when my car, that I haven’t even had for a year with only 100k miles and isn’t even 10 years old, started shaking violently on the highway. I pull over and start having a panic attack. Of all the times, of all that distance I drove going to Florida and back(11 hour drive one way, 22 hour round trip), it starts this otw to my best friend’s funeral. Called a place that was still open. They told me I should be good till I make it to my destination and to drop it at a shop when I get there. Cool.

Then my best friend’s sister starts texting me. Alllll this shit I had no idea about. Stuff he never told me about his wife. That she’d been putting her hands on him in very not good ways. Sent me screenshots of texts and pictures of him scratched to shit around his neck and chunks of hair missing from his head cuz she’d pulled it out. She starts telling me his wife may have had a freakout and indirectly killed him from hitting the car and causing the jack to slip while he was under it, crushing him. I didn’t know how to process any of that so I didn’t reply much. Just sat with my head spinning.

Went to the funeral yesterday. It was weird. It felt cheap and performative. I sat there with a scowl on my face pretty much the whole time. I go up to him for the viewing and cried a bit. His wife asked me “are you mad at me?” WTF ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?? SHOULD I HAVE A REASON TO BE??? I just kinda brushed it off after she said that and sat down.

Shop called today. Repair is gonna be $600+ dollars. Gotta overstay my welcome with another best friend (there’s 4 of us, down to 3 now) till Monday when they fix my car.

I am so tired. I’m about at the end of my rope. Everyone keeps telling me it gets better. When? When is it gonna get better? My entire fucking life has crumbled around me in the span of 3 months. I have other things in the works but idk. I’m just really fucking tired man.

Yo tengo un ex que me escribe por que supuestamente somos "amigos" pero el quiere regresar conmigo pero su mamá no lo deja por que mi mamá trato muy feo a mi ex y la mamá de mi ex se enojó con la mía y por eso no lo deja regresar conmigo, bueno la cosa esque mi ex me dice "te extraño" te amo mucho y eso pero yo me vengo enterando que tiene novia y aún así el me dijo "te extraño apesar de estar con otra persona" y esque mi ex también me dice "mi niña" y me pone apodos cariñosos y me dice "shi,lo,bueño" y también me trata como si fuéramos novios y la verdad no se qué hacer por favor den su opinión

My father was in the hospital a couple weeks ago, and one of the nurses who took care of him really made a lasting impression on me. He was incredibly kind, patient, and just had a calming presence during a really stressful time for our family.

I’ve been thinking about it ever since, and I’d really like to thank him properly—maybe even give him a small gift or note to show how much we appreciated him.

The only thing is, I’m not sure what the right way to go about this is. Would it be weird or inappropriate to wait for him after his shift? Or is there a better way to reach out without crossing any boundaries?

I definitely don’t want to make him uncomfortable or put him in an awkward position—I just genuinely want to say thank you. Has anyone been in a similar situation or have advice on what to do?

Hey, guys! So, I'm actually a game dev and I've been working on this game that's a mix between coffee shop/dating sim and a bit of life sim, experiencing the city and all. and the point is actually getting to know your customers and their stories and developing your relationship. but i want their stories to feel real and genuine, so today i ask you: what are your own life stories you'd like to share? I would love to hear y'all and get inspo for my game. idk if its a little inappropriate to use your stories, but i mean, you can always just not interact!

My husband and I got married in January (1/2/26). Right now we live in different states, and the plan is for us to get a place together once his lease ends in July. He has a son from a previous relationship, and I’ve really grown to love that kid. He loves me too, and I genuinely enjoy stepping into that parent role and trying to help raise him to be a good person.

I love my husband and I try to do everything I can for him. I even pay half of his bills. He has a lot of debt that I didn’t know about until after we got married, and it’s been causing me a lot of stress. I have a good job, but I work out of town for weeks at a time.

When I’m home, I try to be as present as possible. I take my son to school, pick him up, feed him, play with him, help with homework, bathe him, and get him ready for bed—all while my husband is working so he can make money for bills (he drives for Uber).

Before we got married, my husband and I had sex all the time. But now we don’t have it at all. One night while I was at work, he sent me a long message explaining that he doesn’t find me sexually compatible and sees me more as a friend. He mentioned things like not liking my voice and other traits I can’t change. I’m 30 and I do have a lower-pitched voice, but it’s not something I can just fix.

Another thing that’s been hard is that he questions my sexuality. A lot of his previous relationships ended with the women turning out to be lesbians, so now he projects that onto me—even though I know for a fact that I’m not.

When we’re together, everything feels great on the surface. We have fun, we laugh, and I enjoy being around him. But when it comes to sex (on the rare occasions he wants it), it feels forced, and I can’t even perform because of how awkward it is.

I love my husband. I don’t want a divorce, especially this early into our marriage. But I don’t know what to do when the person I’m married to doesn’t seem attracted to me in that way anymore.

Has anyone gone through something like this? Is there a way to fix it, or am I just ignoring something that won’t get better?

I’ve spent the last few years building a brand based on looking perfect 24/7. I’m talking about 5:00 AM workouts, perfectly curated outfits, and never posting a photo without the right lighting. From the outside, it looked like I had everything figured out.

But last week, I had a total 'glitch in the matrix' moment. I was at a photoshoot, feeling exhausted and hungry, and I realized I couldn't remember the last time I actually enjoyed a meal without taking a picture of it first. I was so obsessed with the image of my life that I stopped actually living it.

I decided to go completely ghost on socials for just 48 hours. No filters, no poses, no checking notifications.

The first day was terrifying. I felt like I didn't exist if I wasn't being 'seen.' But by the second day? I felt this incredible sense of peace. I ate a messy burger, wore my oldest oversized hoodie, and just sat in a park watching people. For the first time in years, I felt like a human being instead of a 'content creator.'

I’m back now, but my perspective has shifted. I want to be more than just a pretty face in a blue bodysuit. I want to be real.

Has anyone else here ever felt like they were becoming a 'character' of themselves? How did you find your way back to reality?

Hi everyone! I’ve just started a new journey on YouTube focusing on Reddit story and knowledge and secrets I’ve put a lot of effort into the editing and the content, and I would really appreciate it if you could take a look and give me some honest feedback.

What do you think about the quality? Anything I should improve?

Alguien habia notado esa tension de MAZZA hacia Westcol ? o soy el unico jaja

im asking because i saw all this stuff online “if he cheats or anything just hook up with his dad” did anyone ever actually do that?