There’s nothing I hate more than seeing my love hurting so badly and knowing that there’s not a single thing that I can do to take away his pain. I know that death is something that everyone has to go through at some point, but seeing him struggle hurts me more than I ever imagined it would. Jeff was a good man, and he will be missed terribly.
98 year old dobri dobrev, a man who lost his hearing in the second world war, walks 10 kilometers from his village in his homemade clothes and leather shoes to the city of sofia, where he spends the day begging for money.
though a well recognized fixture around several of the city’s chruches, known for his prostrations of thanks to all donors, it was only recently discovered that he has donated every penny he has collected — over 40,000 euros — towards the restoration of decaying bulgarian monasteries and churches and the utility bills of orphanages, living entirely off his monthly state pension of 80 euros and the kindness of others.
my mom always texts me rude things so ive just started replying with an emoji of an eggplant and it gets her so pissed it’s great
i just saw a post like “kids these days dont even know what a vhs is” like why do people think kids of modern day dont know about past events like i know what fucking morse code is but i dont use it to order a pizza