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2021.10.16 02:11 Dallas4581 Anyone?

Anyone?
Recently was working full time and was fired due to covid before the new pay period started. Got a new job but won’t be getting paid for 2 weeks so have to wait 3 weeks in order to get a paycheck again. Low on food and money for the bills if anyone can help I would really greatly appreciate it and can pay anyone back when I get my first check at this new job! My chime tag is $Dallas-Grren thanks anyone.
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2021.10.16 02:11 Miamighost If an alien race shows up tomorrow how would you react?

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2021.10.16 02:11 Thor23278 [WTS] Cerakoted G19 Slides (FL)

Prices lowered.
Gen3 Compatible.

  1. Patmos Arms Slide. Distressed Snow White Cerakote. Standard RMR cut.
https://imgur.com/a/OKmNnfR - $300 Shipped.
2) Aftermarket Perfection Slide. Distressed Snow White/Tungsten Brush-stroke Camo. Zev Post RMR cut. Will include mounting screws. Darker than shown in pics do to tungsten's reflectivity. Last photo is a more accurate representation.
https://imgur.com/a/LXDkH8O - $325 Shipped
Time Stamp: https://imgur.com/a/uxIx0Sx
Price reflects Paypal G&S fee.
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2021.10.16 02:11 Ferrousious My Diaspora ATR Observant Sims at Their Ancestor Table

It's maybe not so wow, but some of my Sims are spiritually observant. I've found interesting ways of arranging decor and functions for various systems. I started doing this while recovering from dental work, and just kinda stuck with it. Turns out it's a nice way to feel like I'm doing something even when I'm sick and bleeding and can't safely approach my IRL altar for awhile.

Diaspora ATR Observant Sims In Their Prayer Room
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2021.10.16 02:11 AivenB My arrangement/transcription of Blue Fields in MuseScore. What do you think?

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2021.10.16 02:11 Greyhuk Timcast IRL - 1,000 Woke Netflix Staff Plan Walkout Protesting Dave Chappelle w/Nerdrotic

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2021.10.16 02:11 Vinpaky1 PRELAUNCH PHASE 1 Started on OpenSea 👉 opensea.io/collection/funkobits 🔥🔥🔥 Upvote & Follow us! FunkoBits is a collection of 10,000 randomly generated & unique characters with python. Join us on our journey & experience 🚀 Discord 👉 discord.gg/3FvfZtX37V

PRELAUNCH PHASE 1 Started on OpenSea 👉 opensea.io/collection/funkobits 🔥🔥🔥 Upvote & Follow us! FunkoBits is a collection of 10,000 randomly generated & unique characters with python. Join us on our journey & experience 🚀 Discord 👉 discord.gg/3FvfZtX37V submitted by Vinpaky1 to opensea [link] [comments]


2021.10.16 02:11 crazycaptain101 My spooky boy is ready to have a great Halloween

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2021.10.16 02:11 Room24540 50 [m4f] It’s just one tea or coffee in Berkeley

I’d like you to be intelligent and attractive. No hard definition of attractive. Nerdy can be attractive. Awkward can be attractive. Any status can be attractive.
Ideally you’re a student because when I teach women students sometimes try to flirt with me so this would be the coffee I avoid with them. But any age and status is fine. It’s just some civil conversation while I’m trying not to be too distracted by my own imagination.
If you respond please do so with at least two complete sentences for starters.
Note: I don’t teach any more, and never did at Berkeley.
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2021.10.16 02:11 telataxco Hold!

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2021.10.16 02:11 Peace_Petal DOOM Pony

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2021.10.16 02:11 _Deleted-User- she really put on the cables backwards

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2021.10.16 02:11 a-anilton COMO FUNCIONA O GEFORCE NOW E QUAIS SÃO OS PLANOS | #Shorts

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2021.10.16 02:11 kv_87 Cybersecurity Experts Sound Alarm on Apple and E.U. Phone Scanning Plans | New York Times

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2021.10.16 02:11 Responsible-Trash-82 Which is better sub or dub?

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2021.10.16 02:11 Yaaaaassssuo The LE2 Liara Squadmate project is now on GitHub!

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2021.10.16 02:11 Ok-Pay-449 Gates paying everybody strikes again

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2021.10.16 02:11 CoCagRa Received unikitty laboratory and death plane from u/Octopuses_Rule … thank you…Hank is my favorite onscreen septopus

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2021.10.16 02:11 Additional_Praline76 So worth it!!

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2021.10.16 02:11 B1tchface_maloneIII So my ex came back

After two weeks post breakup/no contact he already reached out expressing regret and feeling upset about our breakup and asked me to meet up and have a heart-to-heart conversation with him asap. We haven’t done so yet.
I just really don’t know what I want, let alone what to think. It’s just so weird to me how I’m feeling absolutely confused and scared. I guess two weeks is not long at all and I’m obviously still hurt and grieving. But since he left me I’ve been doing a whole lot of introspection and even reached a point of self-empowerment and hope. I guess I’m just really afraid to lose the progress and fall back into codependent patterns with him.
I knew he’d come back somehow but I did not think it would happen so soon. It’s like I’m not ready, I’m still resentful of how things ended and stuff… I really don’t know what to do.
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2021.10.16 02:11 crmsn77 MIley Cyrus

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2021.10.16 02:11 Weak_Butterscotch_15 anyone wanna chat I'm high and alone and bored

Down to talk about anything
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2021.10.16 02:11 TwiztidShagu Lee Jung-jae natty?

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2021.10.16 02:11 AngelmZeal1 Happy Family

Many people in this world have had at least one paranormal experience. It is often a onetime thing anyway. Most of the time urban legends emerge from small towns just like the one I grew up and lived in. Old stories told by the elderly to scare little children or just as a way of entertainment around campfires. In my case, they remained stories until the night that changed my life in December 2008.
"Hey Jim! You sure you don't want a ride?" My pal Luke questioned from the bar's entrance.
"Get—get off me man!" I replied, completely drunk out of my mind.
With my blurred vision, legs trembling, I staggered in the dark alleys trying to make it to my home as soon as possible. Despite the anesthetic effects of the whisky river I consumed, I still felt the painful caresses of the midnight wind. Clinging to walls, street poles and cushioned by the huge pile of snow on the ground each time I fell, my pathetic self still had a clear enough mind to hide immediately if I were to see a patrol car.
After what felt like a quarter hour of struggling, I heard it, that voice resounding not far from me in the deep silence of the night. So tender yet so mysterious, unknown to me but calm and reassuring, dressed in an extreme femininity and calling for my name:
"Jim!" I heard from behind me. Putting a halt to my walk straightaway, I turned and squinted to scan the area carefully, attempting to see the woman with my already compromised eyes. Except for walls, fences, snow, and garbage bins, I could not see any person in the surroundings and decided to keep on making my way.
Snow started whitening my coat and I could hear dogs barking from inside the houses I was walking close to. After only a few meters, I heard it again much more clearly, right behind my neck.
"Jim!" She called and I turned to see who called.
"He—Hello! Anybody there?" I asked, only answered by the sound of the wind soon accompanied by the barking of a dog. I chuckled, amused by my own abuse of alcohol, convinced that it was making me hallucinate. I should keep walking and reach home fast, I thought.
As soon as I turned, I saw her standing in the middle of the alley. The streetlights were either dead or partially covered with snow and most of the houses did not have any outdoor lighting. Therefore, hidden the shadows and holding something in her arms, she said:
"Jim! We've been looking for you everywhere for so long. We missed you."
"Looking for me? Who—who are you?" I asked. Wondering why she referred to herself as 'we' since she was alone, I slowly approached her, squinting, and trying to see her clearly.
"Jim! It's me. Don't you remember me? It's so cold here, I don't want our daughter to get sick. Can we go home?"
Honestly, I really thought that woman to be affected with mental illness. I did not have any girlfriend or wife at the time, let alone having a child. I lived alone and could not relate to what she was telling me. Still slowly approaching her, I realized that she wore a simple dress, and she was out there in the midnight freezing cold barefoot, holding a baby in a blanket. I still could not see her face and she added:
"Please honey! We've been waiting for a very long time. It's very cold here. We need to go home."
Fed up with all her delusions, I decided not to play along with the craziness of the woman and replied:
"Look madam, this a mistake. I'm certainly not your honey. And not the father of your child at all."
She remained silent for about a few seconds then she suddenly disappeared and reappeared right in front of my face. I could then see her full appearance clearly. She had a bloodstained long yellow dress and there was much more blood on the blanket as if her baby I never heard at that time was bleeding. She had short blonde hair, pitch black eyes, a large shotgun wound on her left temper and a lot of blood on her face.
I fell on the snow, startled, and horrified. She looked at me on the ground and started flickering like a defective light bulb. Still on the ground, I crawled away from her on my back, as she smiled at me, as if amused by my fear. Filled with adrenalin, I sobered up on the spot, stood up and ran for my life.
The real nightmare was the aimless run. I did not know where to go or how to escape that demon but just kept on running while she was appearing and disappearing around me. I could hear her voice echoing in all directions, tormenting me the more with her words:
"Jim! We missed you Jim! We're now a complete and happy family. We love you Jim! We missed you Jim!..."
My legs and my fear carried me to a road where I almost got ran over by a police vehicle driven by someone fortunately familiar to me. My hands on the car hood, eyes widened, I saw the appalled officer exit the vehicle.
"What the hell Jim?" Tori said.
"Where's she?" I asked, looking around me, unsure to be safe.
"Where's who?" She replied, also looking around unable to see the demon.
No need to say that the woman had disappeared when I encountered Tori. Thanks to our friendship, instead of taking me to a cell, Tori drove me home while scolding me about my bad drinking habits all along the ride. I remained silent even though not being under arrest, focused on looking through the windows with the objective to spot the frightening being I saw earlier. I did not see anything. Was I hallucinating?
Finally home, and looking through the window of my kitchen, I watched Tori drive away and still could not see anything out of the ordinary. I scanned the neighbors' houses, the trees and even the sky to no avail. I sighed, shook my head, and placed my left hand over my face while still holding my keys with the other. I was about to close the curtain when I heard the cry of a baby behind me.
I froze, processed what was happening at that moment and slowly turned to see the woman standing there a few meters away from me and smiling viciously.
"Go and hug your daddy!" She said as soon as our eyes met, and she dropped the baby on the floor.
Upon impact, a thud testified of the heavy weight of the baby who immediately traded the infant cries with demonic growls. She started laughing hysterically and the blanket started moving due to the baby squirming, until a nightmare emerged from it. The creature had sad white eyes, and the right leg at the place of the left arm and vice versa. Its body resembled that of a small child covered with stab wounds.
The monster crawled in my direction at full speed, I turned to unlock my entrance door only to be failed by my trembling hands, and I witnessed my keys fall on the ground as a sign of my certain demise. I turned to see the creature about to lunge at me. I fell on my back in absolute despair, trying to grab anything I could use as a weapon and the jar of salt fell on the floor and broke.
"For some reasons, evil spirits don't like salt, so always have some at all times." I could remember and hear my grandmother telling me years ago. In a desperate attempt or displaying quick reflexes, I grabbed a pile of salt and threw it on the demonic baby.
The creature screamed in pain, stopped its crawling, squirmed on the floor, and vanished. At that instant, the woman stopped laughing and her expression changed from joy to pure wrath.
"Why? Why did you do that to your daughter? Why?" She questioned before attacking, moving forward with her feet sliding on the floor instead of making steps.
Grabbing piles of salt with now both hands, I waited until she was close enough and threw it at her. I watched her scream too and hold her head with both hands while smoke emerged from her gunshot wound. She flickered with higher speed than before until she also disappeared.
I remained there on the floor, eyes on the broken jar and the salt. I remained there until I slept.
The next morning, somebody's knocking on the door woke me up. I opened my eyes, once more saw the broken jar and the salt still on the floor and wondered if everything really happened or if I just drank too much last night. I stood up, my head pounding like a dance floor speaker and opened to Luke, a little bit surprised that I still had the same clothes from last night.
Nevertheless, when I was a child, my grandmother told me the story of the midnight mother. A local urban legend from my hometown. The name midnight mother is derived from the fact that she is often seen at midnight holding her baby. In the 50's, a young lady who was impregnated after a night of heavy drinking followed by a one-night stand, could never remember who was with her that night and spent months looking for the father to no avail. Ultimately, unable to cope with her situation and due to the stigmatization, she stabbed her baby to death and shot herself in the head. Since, the two ghosts prey on young men at midnight, especially when they are drunk, in an attempt to complete a perfect and happy family picture.
Today I am a happy 38-year-old husband and father of three. Since that night I decided to take my precautions and live responsibly, because some young men have truly gone missing. Urban legend or not, I have also never touched a glass of alcohol ever again.
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2021.10.16 02:11 ILoveWood 2xxx! - 02 Girl, Interrupted ft. Miso [KRNB] (2018)

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