Hi paster nice to meet you GOD BLESS YOU. Where are you from. I see you live in my country honduras🇭🇳 I am from honduras I live in San manuel cortes. Do you live in honduras and where I would like to meet you in person do you think we can. Give me a chance to meet you in person. I am willing. How long do you have serving to the lord
I used to live in Brookmere Towers in 1991 across the street. Used to come here after class from COQUITLAM College. Glad to see there's still a Lotto 649 store at the mall. lol
Muy bonita carretera y su panorámica, pero hubiese sido muy interesante saber desde que punto comenzó y hacia donde se dirige y el nombre de cada pueblo que cruza. Bendiciones.
Is he a narcissist? Or an empath? Possible that he's both? I WANT TO DIE. HE RAPED ME. ON A SOUL LEVEL. On a soul level, the man whom I thought was my best friend... Ended up raping me. He was raised by a narcissistic mother, and an extremely abusive stepdad... HE RAPED MY SOUL. THE MAN I REVERED AS MY BEST FRIEND, HE RAPED MY SOUL. There's nothing I want more than death. I am drowning in darkness and despair. My soul is raped. I'm a therapist and I've been suicidal all my life. 44 years of suffering with only fleeting intermittent windows of relief. I wish to die. I'm in hell with no escape. Please please please, God. Let me die. I beg you to let me die. I WANT TO DIE. I BEG TO DIE. I PRAY TO DIE. I PLEAD TO DIE. I'M IN HELL WITH NO ESCAPE. SUBMERGED IN DARKNESS. HE DISCARDED ME LIKE GARBAGE. REPLACED ME WITH ANOTHER. SHE GETS TO HAVE HIM. AND IT RAPES AND TORURTES MY SOUL. I WISH TO DIE. I am tormented and tortured and haunted and terrorized and raped: deep inside my soul. The grief is unbearable. HE DISCARDED ME LIKE LAST WEEK'S GARBAGE. He left me. Replaced me. My "best friend". The only friend I had. The ultimate betrayal. Complete abandonment. I wake up every morning: breathless and panicked: praying desperately just to die... I live in hopeless painful dark despair. Rage and grief consume me and rape me. I am tortured and tormented and raped and haunted. REMINDER TO SELF: Always ask yourself this question, when guilt arises: am I feeling guilty for doing something that is actually wrong? Or am I simply just feeling guilty because of my conditioning/programming? Doing something that makes those around me uncomfortable doesn't necessarily mean I’m doing something wrong, at all! We are not doing anything wrong when we reclaim our power and our lives, and use our voice!
Si van a viajar lleven su comida o vayan desayunados porque es muy caro comer allí yo tenía un vuelo temprano a las 8:30 am y no alcancé a comer en mi casa entonces me compre un café con un sándwich en la cafetería que queda frente a la sala de abordaje y vaya sorpresa me costo 380 lempiras ese sándwich de oro 🤦🏻 pero ni un combo vale eso
Sere nuevo en hacer un viaje en avión y quería saber si haz hecho un vídeo explicativo donde informas cómo es llegar a migración para checar tus datos si eres menor de 21
