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Yes I do.
My first moment of bliss arrives at sunrise.
When I open my eyes, I am grateful that God has given me another day to live.
My second moment of bliss occurs when I enter the bathroom to spend some quality time with the various plumbing fixtures to discover that all internal systems are still functioning properly. Amen!
Next, is a trip into the kitchen to prepare coffee while greeting my loved ones along the way with either a smile, a hug, a kiss or a groan, depending upon how my mind, body and spirit are feeling.
Ah yes, I could ramble on forever about my daily moments of bliss, but in the end, it all comes down to the fact that I am grateful to God for my existence. Out of all of the billions and billions of potential human life that never got a chance to live, to breathe, to love, to mourn, to feel happy or sad, and to experience so many blessings, I am eternally grateful and humbled that God chose me and gave me life.
My daily moments of bliss are simply an acknowledgement of the fact that without God, I would not exist and everyone I love would not exist, and all that I have experienced would not be possible. My moments of bliss are really my daily devotion and prayer dedicated to God. For without God, I am nothing. So it is only right and proper that I make time throughout each day in prayer to thank God for loving me and giving me his greatest blessing... life.

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❖With the passing of the brief season of the clown being at her friend's house, Harley can reflect a little on the mistakes of her past when she got involved with Joker, and thus overcoming all those moments she spent with him. Harley's days were starting to get fun with Selina who helped boost her self-esteem with advice, outings and even the continual stealing from jewelry stores in the dead of night. When everything seemed to be going well for the clown, this happens... The next night, when they were both at home, in the living room, Harley had accepted a mug of coffee and suggested a movie with the horror genre for them to watch. The blonde sat next to Selina who was changing the television channels, when she stopped at a channel, where it was showing breaking news, thus catching their attention causing Harley to spit out the hot coffee she was drinking, and without meaning to frighten the feline that jumped from her friend's lap where she was sleeping, and stare at Selina with wide eyes, not believing that absurd news, soon the blonde put her hands on her head in panic.❖

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ℋ.ℚ:: ─❝Oh no! Shit...! We have to go there, and fast! It will be "World War III" if they find out the truth...!❞

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❖Harley commented, also worried about the fact that she also knew the identity of the vigilante bat. The blonde got up, running to the bedroom.❖

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ℋ.ℚ:: ─❝I'll change!❞

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》It was a normal day, like any other in Gotham, for Diana. The woman in her office was almost finished writing a report on her computer when an emergency alarm on the device went off, warning that there was a bank robbery. The noise made her start and almost spill the coffee mug she was drinking during the process, because she was too focused on her article. All that was very strange for the woman who had not received such news in a long time, since Gotham had been under the protection of the "Justice League" thus making it difficult for the villains to act. So Diana had immediately dropped what she was doing, removing her pair of work glasses, and hurriedly leaving the place through the window, already transformed into her superhero version, ready to stop this robbery. The woman could be seen by the people who happily waved at her, who claimed to be her fans, and they were returned with a simple smile and a slight wink from the woman, and of course, her friendly wave couldn't be missing either. After arriving at the destination, Diana had broken through the roof of the bank which she chose as an "easier" access. Soon, the woman with her hands on her hips, passed her disapproving gaze around the scene until she looked at the young blonde who soon recognized the other's face after not having seen her in a long time.

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⎯ Harley Quinn? Or should I say... Harleen Quinzel. I'll give you a chance to explain yourself.

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》With an arched eyebrow at the sight of those thieves defeate, the woman in armor approached, with that "heroine look" for the ex-villain, just to want to know how now the blonde would react to that.

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To know I'm making progress in life.
Love. And my fear of death. But love is very important to me, specifically romantic love. I have a wonderful bf who helps me through a lot. He thinks I overplay his help, but its true. He helped me to move on from my previous bfs unexpected death. Hes made my ptsd better. He can't take it away, but hes made it easier to deal with. I'm not lonely anymore because I have him. I'm not a total mess anymore over my previous bf. I still miss him, but its gotten easier to deal with. I have someone new to love now and he makes my life better.
I went through a period of my life thinking that it wasn't worth it and I hoped every day that that feeling would stop, in any way possible... I worked for years to get out of those thoughts. Wasn't easy, but I love my life now. I actually love it! It's worth it for my family, my friends, even random people who smile at me! Every single thing that makes my heart and mind open a little bit more makes life worth living. Every hug and kiss, every night spent sleeping (more of that please), I even like the bad things, and the bad moments because I'm able to go through them without thinking that that's my end. Life is worth it per se.
The big things like my friends and family, especially my husband and kids. The majority of my loved ones are in good health. I can’t forget my three kitties. Seeing the impact of suicide after my Mum took her own life last year. When I was suicidal, I honestly thought that most people wouldn’t care that much and most would be better off without me. I now see how untrue that is. In a way, I feel like my Mum saved my life. I will fight with every fibre of my being to stay here. For my loved ones. For my Mum. Being grateful for what I do have. I have a nice house in a good neighbourhood in a beautiful state. I live in a first world country, and we have many things available to us that are easy to take for granted. Yes, my health is shit, but I can access excellent care that doesn’t cost too much, and I can access the public system if needed. My many health problems won’t bankrupt my family.
Appreciating the small things. A tasty meal with family or friends. Laughing so hard I fart, snort, or pee a little. A cup of tea and a good book on a winter’s day. The smell of rain. The perfect cup of coffee. Creating art and crafts. Seeing something beautiful, like a rare butterfly or a rainbow.
I have battled mental illness my whole life. I have Bipolar Disorder, and I’m no stranger to depression and suicidal thoughts. I have spent months of my life in inpatient psychiatric care. I have experienced significant trauma. I’m disabled and have many annoying health issues. But for me, life is still definitely worth living.
For me is my life not worth living. Already since decades I have really no reason to stay longer alive and on this earth.

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❖Harley had wiped a tear away with the back of one hand after unburdening her separation thing.❖

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ℋ.ℚ:: ─ ❝Yeah, over time we'll learn from our mistakes... and now I can guarantee that this won't happen again.❞

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❖Harley said in a confident but still sad tone. Her eyes turned now to the cat that still slept in her lap, and a laugh was emitted from her lips.❖

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ℋ.ℚ:: ─ ❝Awwnn... I need to go get changed but I don't want to wake him up... He seems to be in such a good sleep haha! I think I'll have some coffee, and later I'll change then.❞

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❖Harley let the cat enjoy his sleep and then poured herself some coffee, then brought the cup to her colored lips, sipping the hot liquid as she lifted her little finger in a funny way, trying to be chic. Her irises lifted to Selina.❖

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ℋ.ℚ:: ─ ❝And how are ya after so much time that we didn't see each other?❞

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❖Harley had a crooked smile, coming to nod her head in agreement as she saw Selina leave the room to go change. The blonde would have to do the same, so she decided to wait for her friend to come back and ask for some clothes to borrow later, meanwhile, hands with colored fingers went back to stroking the soft fur of the Midnight feline who seemed to approve of the affectionate act and want to stretch out on the clown's lap, who let a brief laugh escape her colored lips, making her forget a little of the confusion of having been expelled by the Joker. Seconds later, her blue irises landed again on Selina who had returned with a different look in which the blonde was used to seeing her in that black cat outfit, which made Harley increase her look of surprise.❖

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ℋ.ℚ:: ─ ❝Funny! How ya look different without your clothes on, kitty! It is a very good "different". Hahaha!❞

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❖She commented on the clown laughing as the woman sat down beside her, placing the tray of coffee and milk on a small coffee table so that the clown could help herself too. And getting back to the old subject, Harley had changed her expression, to a more serious one, sighing deeply to begin her talk about what actually happened between her and the clown prince coming to an end, while she continued her affection on Midnight that had just ended for falling asleep in her lap.❖

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ℋ.ℚ:: ─ ❝Well... you know when that moment comes when you never thought it would happen...? Yeah, yeah...now Puddin and me are through, chances are I'll be badmouthed by everyone in town... You and Ivy told me how bad he always was... for everything, without exception... Then he countered, told me some nonsense that I don't even want to repeat here for you... we stayed in that discussion without stopping until he threw me in the street like a poor dog that was abandoned... and now I'm here, willing to make amends for those big mistakes of mine from the past and... go on with life, who knows, alone...❞

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❖Harley turned to look at Selina.❖

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ℋ.ℚ:: ─ ❝And I wanted to apologize for my stupidity in thinking that this guy was good for something... which in fact he was never good for shit...❞

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⋆⠀࿐ྃ ▸ ━━ hope ✧ rose ▸ 001
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⋆⠀࿐ྃ ▸ ᴀ sᴍᴀʟʟ ɢʀᴏᴀɴ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇᴅ from the girl's full lips after her feet touched the cold floor of her room. T̲o̲o̲ ̲e̲a̲r̲l̲y̲ ̲i̲n̲ ̲t̲h̲e̲ ̲m̲o̲r̲n̲i̲n̲g̲ for any activity, especially combat lessons on an empty stomach or without coffee. Hope had to adhere to the rules strictly invoked by her aunt if she wanted to remain at St Vladimir. She had her reason, of course.
Hope had moments of hatred towards every moroi from the school, tho she used to be one of them once upon a time. Due to Mia Rinadi's jealousy, the girl had to endure a year full of humiliation, despite having more royal blood running through her veins than Mia will ever have. H̶o̶p̶e̶ ̶w̶a̶s̶ ̶a̶n̶ ̶O̶z̶e̶r̶a̶,̶ after all. ᴏᴢᴇʀᴀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ-ʟɪɴᴇ has been one of the most beloved and respected blood-lines until Lucas and Moira Ozera decided to turn themselves into strigoi and leave behind their life and hurting their two children in the process.
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ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇᴛɪᴛɪᴏɴ between Mia and Hope ᴡᴀs ʀɪᴅɪᴄᴜʟᴏᴜs, and numerous times when Hope was punished instead of Mia for things like using magic without permitted by a teacher or pranking each other. Tired of being bullied by a girl who was not even a real moroi, Hope became friends with Mason Ashford and Eddie Castile as she transformed her hobby into a daily activity to calm herself and her mind.
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━━ ❝ You are out of shape and too tight. Focus, please. ❞
━━ ❝ Easier said than done when you have a blonde fake Barbie rumoring lies and hatred around the school. Let's not forget how the Headmistress does absolutely nothing. ❞
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Hope spoke while trying a avoid Dimitri's moves. They both knew perfectly how Ellen Kirova ran the boarding school, and for the rest of the training was silence and different technics to polish together. Towards the end of the session, Hope did something she was not supposed to. She used additional strength to her move to knock Dimitri off his feet. As she looked up, her eyes went from blue to yellow and back to her natural color; something wasn't supposed to happen for a moroi. Let's not forget that someone saw her.
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━━ ❝ Please, don't tell anyone. That includes my brother. He doesn't know the truth. ❞ Hope requested the other girl on their first interaction.

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I really don't know if it's going to be some kind of cake as an addition to the coffee. Perhaps Old Polish bigos. There will be champagne at twelve o'clock at night for sure. When it comes to food, we have a really large selection. My girlfriend has the entire kitchen packed with meals. Guests come to us on New Year's Eve. We were supposed to go dancing to the ballroom. There was even a prepayment, but we gave up on it, because none of us will be sitting on New Year's Eve at a table wearing a Covid 19 mask. All the more, none of us will be dancing in surgical masks. We'd rather end the year at home without the idiotic face masks that don't work against viruses anyway. Most Poles and Russians believe that the best antiviral agent on New Year's Eve is alcohol, because alcohol is not harmful when drunk in moderation, even when consumed in large amounts. Do you understand this joke? Just please don't write me comments as I am using a Windows computer. I cannot read comments on my computer. If you want something, write to me in the questions.
Best wishes 🌹

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No. Though "persistence" and "harassment" should be different things. Unfortunately for many, they are not. If a girl rejects you, accept it and give up, but don't avoid her. Continue to be friends. Let her know that it's her job to let you know if she changes her mind because you don't want to be a jerk. Assume she's not going to and just enjoy that she's willing to be your friend. Don't even allude to still being interested if she were to change her mind more than once every three months.
Yes. My now-husband was interested in me from the moment he met me my freshman/his senior year of college. He tried to pursue me, I was interested but heard he had a bad-boy reputation (I was a sheltered country girl), dated him for a while until his best friend spread a rumor that put me off and I got scared. We were just good friends for another three years until I grew up and matured enough to realize that he was just what I wanted and the rumors and reputation could go fuck themselves. We are now married.
Yeah, it definitely depends on the guy. My last relationship was AWFUL--it was this guy I met at the start of college and he just followed me everywhere. Everyone thought we were dating, so I was finally just like, "fuck it" and started dating him. Should not have done it. He went from following me everywhere to HANGING off me everywhere--literally. He was also so "persistent" when I tried breaking things off he just would not respond or completely ignore me. (There were definitely parts of the relationship where I was in the wrong, but are you really leading someone on if they don't listen to you?)
My fiance added me on Facebook when we first met, but didn't do much after that. A couple months later, we're talking on Facebook, and I mention I was sick. He offers to bring me soup. I decline (he's practically a stranger at this point.) A couple weeks later, he suggests a coffee date. I accept, then decline the day before because of scheduling issues. Third time's a charm- he asks me out again later that week, I think, "why the hell not?" and agree.
In my experience, no, never. Nothing is a huger turn-off than a guy who doesn't take no for an answer and refuses to respect my clearly-set boundaries. If I'm on the fence about fucking you, chasing me in a forward manner that ignores my requests for peace will MAKE SURE that I will never fuck you ever until the day the world ends.

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3:30am usually. Wake up naturally around 1:00-2:00pm. I don't work or have anywhere specific I ever need to be so I just go with my body's natural night owl flow. Also have a chronic illness so need that good 10 hours of sleep usually.
Depends on when I have to get up the next day for work. My shifts are all over the place so I either go to sleep at like 9 at night to 3 in the morning. Again depends on how tired I am feeling and when I have to get up.
During the week, I usually at least get in bed by 9:30. I read for a bit until I can’t keep my eyes open. Then I’ll turn on a sleep meditation. Most nights, I fall asleep before it’s over. My alarm goes off at 6:15 for work.
Going to bed depends in what shift i am. Around 6-8 h, again depends on a shift. Pretty much like a zombie running on autopilot for the first few hours after waking up. Even on weekends or during vacations i sleep around 8h and am a total zombie for few hours.
Go to bed at 8 or 9 pm. Wake up at 4 am. I feel like a zombie but I have sleep anxiety so I wake up a lot. Bed between 7-9p up about 4-430/5a. Feel pretty good. Until narcolepsy hits and I pass out.
I feel pressured to go to bed knowing I have to be up early in the morning. I can be watching something good on Netflix but am clock watching! I will then go to bed and spend a couple of hours on my phone perusing Reddit, but that’s okay because I’m in bed!
I aim to be in bed and off my phone by 11 but it doesn't always work out. More importantly I think is a set wake up time. I wake up at 7am every day (including the weekend!) because of the dog and that's helped my sleep more than anything. I get tired around the same time everyday, and I'm less groggy in the mornings on weekdays because I've not disrupted my routine at the weekends. I also don't drink caffeine after lunch anymore, I used to drink tea pretty much on the hour every hour all work day, until I realised I just wasn't getting tired at night. Caffeine has a half life of about five hours, so if you have a cup of coffee at 5pm, half of that caffeine is still swirling round you at 10pm.
However, as I just don't seem to have any spare time for hobbies, I'm thinking of pushing bedtime back to midnight. All my mates manage to get online gaming done at night, and are up around the same time as me so If i'm not going to get much decent sleep anyway, might as well use the time constructively (playing Cyberpunk2077 or painting little plastic goblins).
Weekdays, into bed around 10:15, asleep usually at 11 after a spot of reading. Awake again 6:30-6:45 to go for my morning walk. Rarely need the alarm. Weekends maybe half hour later to sleep & to wake. I feel wretched if I don’t follow this pattern.
Between 8pm and 9pm usually. If I'm really tired it can be as early as 7pm. Once every two weeks I stay up until 9:30pm for writing group. I have no particular need to be up early, but find it difficult to stay awake once the sun goes down.

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