This is all my momma wanted I’m sure I’m so happy she go to do what what she always told me she would! My mom gotta be happy she gotta be smiling and my aunts deserve a medal for keeping her focus and making sure she finished this picture is everything y’all 🙏🏾❤️
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Yummy lumberjack cake, veganised. Butter replaced by buttery Nuttelex, milk replaced by Bonsoy, egg replaced by Orgran egg replacer. Recipe from taste.com.au vegancakelumberjackapplesdatesnuttelexBonsoybaking https:www.taste.com.au/recipes/lumberjack-cake/1f0a60ea-3c22-4f3b-9bbf-ea5deacda779
This is the last photo before a cycle ends I feel so much gratitude from my life because I can be/express/love myself, with no excuses, regrets or anything other than happiness. My “ordinary world” sometimes feel so larger than life I cannot complain a thing. So goodbye my sweet 40. This was a beautiful cycle when I became such a better person. Welcome, 41.
When i was twelve years old my mother sent me to work with my father in Siberia.
We worked for 18 hours every day. When times got rough in ze mother land we worked even during the nights.
Most of us died of alcoholism, drunk brawling others was simply not strong enough.
Last time i saw my father was when Anatolij threw a logg in his face for stealing his cigarettes.
Yay! Im super proud of myself for taking this dang portrait and snipping and clipping up this lad. I couldn’t figure which one I liked more ?! Clean BUSH beard oil and butter up in that beard.
Super grateful for good friends. Thank you michaelandersonphotography.ca for being the instructor and lighting man. That was fun 🙌
𝑪𝒐𝒎 𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒛𝒂𝒄̧𝒂̃𝒐 𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒐, 𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒂-𝒔𝒆 𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒐 𝒅𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒐 𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒎 𝒇𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒐.
Monstros - Música - Jão
Sinto um nó na minha garganta
A voz treme ao sair
Debaixo da cama, os monstros
Me impedem de dormir
Me sinto só desde criança
Mesmo com gente ao meu redor
Sempre lutei por liberdade
Mas ser livre me fez só
Aah! Eu tenho fogo no olhar
Aah! De pés descalços vou à caça
Aah! Pra encontrar o meu lugar
Eu abraço a escuridão que sempre se fez o meu lar
Agora eu corro com meus lobos
Danço ao redor do fogo
Bem nos olhos vejo os monstros
Que insistem em me encarar
Sempre me acharam louco
Por querer ser mais um pouco
Sei que eu tenho os meus monstros
Mas continuo a caminhar