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Everyone just needs to move on with their lives and put a rest to this. The only person who can prove anything and speak up is DEVON and since he HAS NOT or WONT nobody can prove anything otherwise so EVERYONE needs to shut up and put it to rest

No tell Maigua to stop answering a million questions about Devon and Kasey on a mf daily. It’s giving obsessed w/ a man who doesn’t give a fxck about her. She needs to face reality and realize they’re getting married next summer. She can’t ever get shxt through he dense fxcking big a$$ head

Have you ever tried to lose weight by eating smaller portions? If yes, how did you deal with the hunger?

The whole point of losing weight is to eat about 400-600 calories less than you burn per day. You can basically eat everything, as long as you mind the portion size.
Certain foods are very calorie dense and some are very low in calories. You can eat bigger amounts of low calorie foods compared to calorie dense foods. When loosing weight it’s important to eat a good amount of protein. Protein sources are often calorie dense foods, so it’s adviced to find a balance between low calorie and calorie dens foods. This way, you won’t feel hungry!

Okay, maybe laughing was the wrong thing to do.. you are very scary, unlike my dad! *Goth then looks behind him to see what the rumbling was* Uh.. I think I know why my mom told me to be nice now.. even if I think my dad is stupid, not peaceful.. and his head is dark cause it's empty! *Hades: -__- *

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⠀⛓ ﹔⠀Empty words would hang in the air, the rumbling more severe. A three-headed creature with aspects of an anthropomorphic hound made of hellish turquoise flames would make itself known, adapted to a height of two meters to the contrast of the one to whom it is loyal.
⠀ ❝Cerberus, my dear friend. Have some fun.❞
Hades granted an indirect command disappearing shortly thereafter into dense mists. The howl of duty manifested. Dark hounds would accompany the impending hunt. There was no mercy behind each of the ravening eyes; all having a common goal.
To crush.
To erase from existence itself that poor doomed soul.
Okay maybe laughing was the wrong thing to do you are very scary unlike my dad

Why does water expand when it freezes?

Morgen_muffel’s Profile PhotoMorgen_muffel
Water expands when it freezes due to the unique properties of its molecular structure. Unlike most substances, when water freezes, its molecules form a crystalline structure with an open hexagonal arrangement. This structure causes water molecules to arrange themselves in a way that is less dense than when it is in a liquid state.

Hi Syra? I have being following you since a long-time and it is always fun looking to your answers. I have to say that you're a such sweet human. I just want to ask what tone do you find most attractive in men? Dusky , medium dusky or fair?

I don't usually get attracted to people or men we can say, based on their skin tone, all I can say is yes men with structured face and dense beard are attractive maybe.

Cupido ma tu che fai innamorare le persone, sei fidsnzatp? Sposato? Convivente? Dimmi un po'

Mi fa simpatia la mole di messaggi pseudo-carini che girano per la posta in queste ultime ore, vibes che ricalcano senz'altro queste giornate dense d'amore. Se ne respira il profumo, dunque ho deciso di rispondere ad un paio di domande in merito. In realtà, ho proprio voglia di raccontarmi e spero che questo flusso non si esaurisca entro questa mezz'ora scarsa, tempo che ho a disposizione per sfogarmi al meglio prima che la sveglia torni a ricordarmi che, sì, dovrei riposare al meglio prima di domani. Ultimo giorno [lavorativo] della settimana e taanti impegni da assolvere fin dal primo mattino, ma non perdiamoci in chiacchiere!
Ordunque, sono fidsnzatpA - rido - con un uomo meraviglioso ormai da diversi anni, dieci proprio in questo 2024. Conviviamo da qualche mese - abbiamo una casa nostra 💗 - e le cose fra noi vanno benone; ne parliamo spesso io e lui, seppur San Valentino sia stato anche quest'anno una buona occasione per ripercorrere quanto trascorso fino ad oggi, i progressi che ci hanno accompagnati in questi tempi, i cambiamenti che vi sono stati, il peso del nostro legame che cresce e si rafforza come radici di una possente quercia. È sempre tanto bello, tanto intenso e profondo, arduo da giustificare per chi ve ne resta al di fuori [come giusto che sia, d'altronde]. L'ambiente di una coppia cela in sé trame ed universi irraggiungibili, e in questa mia bolla safe so di poter essere me stessa sempre, libera, innamorata.
Per chi non lo sapesse - e parlo per i nuovi qui, aw - ho conosciuto P. proprio in questo posto, letteralmente un social che vantava tempo addietro una soglia di popolarità, forse, quasi al pari di tik tok. La situazione tra noi era piuttosto ambigua in origine, considerato che tra i suoi "interessi" - e potrei ridere per ore, ma questa ve la lascio soltanto immaginare - vi era una ragazza che non ero io. E qua vi casca un mito penso: che mai ci faceva Cupido fra due cuori innamorati? Semplice: tiravo fuori dai pasticci un ragazzo che non sapeva di starci, e me ne frantumavo il cuore ogni giorno, consapevole che quello certo amore non era! Tra il primo buongiorno al mattino e l'ultima parola alla sera, ero io a rivelare man mano l'inganno dietro una figura amabile soltanto in apparenza; con P. era scattato un qualcosa che entrambi avevamo saputo riconoscere, ed era complicato confessargli che tanto avrei desiderato accanto un'anima come la sua. Sarebbe stato imbarazzante; mi accontentavo di fargli sapere che io c'ero, che in me aveva trovato la migliore amica di sempre. Quali tenere menzogne, la voglia di sentirlo vicino come mai nessun altro prima, e di riscuotere cuore e cuore quegli abbracci che tanto ci piaceva immaginare. Eravamo distanti al tempo, divisi ancora dalle acque del mare. E poi ci siamo perduti in quella nostra finestra di miele, ci siamo affezionati, ci siamo fatti compagnia per ore ed ore.
[continuo nella domanda successiva]

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Do you ever feel drawn to a certain place like your soul craves to go there?

biya_furqan’s Profile PhotoASh
Everyone needs a place to retreat a spot where the world grows quiet enough for the soul to speak. Nature, dense forests, majestic mountains these makes you feel at home.
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Quels paysages te manquent ?

Decafeinee’s Profile PhotoDécaféine
Ceux qui font tourner la tête, qui alimentent l'inspiration, qui font que tout devient plus dense une fois débarrassé des entraves de l'urbanisation et des contraintes sociales...
Ceux qui sustentent la soif d'aventure, d'inconnu et d'ailleurs.
Quels paysages te manquent

Which fictional world is your favorite? What makes it so great according to you? 🌌🏰

TobbeAsks’s Profile PhotoTobbe
That's a tricky questions since I tend to be affectionate towards a LOT of fictional realms, especially if I am currently immersed into something specific.
At the moment my mind is kind of overtaken by the lore of Lies of P because a Fantasy-/Steam Punk-esque setting during the Belle Epoque era mixed with a dark, twisted gothic adaption of Pinocchio is SO up my alley, oh my god. I finished the game recently and even though I have sworn to never touch a Soulslike/Soulsborne game EVER again (due to nearling losing it towards the end), I, nevertheless, started a new playthrough immedialy after since I was curious about the challenge coming with keeping all of your stats and weapons. And ... I am kind of hooked? I improved a lot since my first hours because the learning curve is exceptionally well in this game. The atmosphere is great and I could easily fawn over every tiny detail of this game without ever feeling bored or oversaturated. I just developed a strong bond to its fictional world during the time I was (and still) working on my Thesis. And even though the game frustrated me to the point I shed literal tears, it still lingers on my mind and I am so happy about the announcement of a DLC and second part in the near future, phew.
But to answer the question without hyperfixating myself too much on one specific fictional world: Generally, I am drawn towards dark fantasy settings, especially if they involve fairytales, epic fights, love, friendship, character growth and an expectional atmosphere. Lord of the Rings suits to this description quiet well (or any other genre/lore of that matter). I am also fond of the fae folk (fairies, dwarfs, elves etc.) and tend to gravitate towards books, TV shows, games and other media concerning these tropes. They are just so great to reminiscence over. I currently finished the show 'Blue Eye Samurai' and loved it to bits and pieces. I think that Martial Arts are also a huge part of my interests since I am hugely interested in Japanese and generally Eastern folklore and history.
Of course I have to mention Harry Potter as well. Everything that involves a magic system is my safe space. Sort of. I like whimsical stories as well. I think my interests mainly range between 'cozy and wholesome' and 'dark and twisted' and sometimes there is no balance to that. But I like that about myself.
I almost forgot my love for Ghibli movies (I recently discovered that most of the people spell 'Ghibli' completely wrong and now I feel kind of cocky about pronouncing it correctly, haha (no gatekeeping intended, it's meant as a joke)). The world of Miyazaki is so dense, so beautiful and utterly detailed, that I am hyped for his next movie 'The Boy and the Heron'. I've spent so much time studying this man's career and art style, that I feel entitled to be called knowledgable in this specific fandom. Yeah. A lot of fandoms, a lot to unravel.

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Why do people sell their souls to the devil?

What is left behind of the soul after an incarnation is just the dense negative stuff so even if such a thing were possible then it really wouldn’t be a big deal. It may even be better than having that stuff linger around.

a lot of these men suffer from depression or anxiety, but men don't really talk about those issues. men would rather smash an object than go to therapy. being mentally ill isn't masculine. and before any dense person has a go at me, these are not my words. this is THEIR perception.

No it's been forced on them because AHs says it's not masculine to have these issues so they keep it inside which causes aggression, if there wasn't a stigma that came with mental health, especially with men, then they'd talk more openly about their issues and posts like this don't help because it comes across like you're blaming the men with the issues 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

Cosa ti manca per essere davvero felice?

Non sempre si tratta di lacune, sai? Di vuoti da colmare, ingredienti da reperire o platonici tasselli ai quali incastrarsi al fine di risolvere l'assillo di un'esistenza altrimenti ritenuta incompleta.
E se fosse ciò che c'è, ad essere il vero impedimento? Ciò che c'è di troppo, intendo. Nel mezzo fra noi e la felicità tanto agognata, reo di costituire un ostacolo al suo ricongiungimento. Macerie di ricordi che ingombrano il cammino, ad esempio, scomodi testimoni di un passato che ancora si ostina a vestire i panni del presente, nostalgie che possono affacciarsi nel cuore e confonderne i battiti, o pensieri gravidi di paure dense e nere come il petrolio - impurità che macchiano la mente e si riversano sullo sterno, spezzando il respiro -, spore di tossine emesse da voci livide di invidia, presenze scomode, mordaci, invalidanti. Fardelli di rimorsi tali da gravare sulla schiena come il più opprimente dei macigni. O anche mura erette che ci negano il lusso di scorgere alcunché dall'altra parte, o tantomeno udire, di percepire, trincerati nel distorto sollievo dell'isolamento. Ogni elemento che, di fatto, limita, costringe, ostruisce, sovrasta, annienta, che distanzia dall'obiettivo di serenità prefissatoci. Insomma, ciò di cui mi sono resa conto, negli anni, è che non sempre è necessario aggiungere, per rinvenire il segreto di una vita felice, talvolta è sufficiente rimuovere. Forse alle volte ci si pone la domanda sbagliata.

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anastasiabaileyb’s Profile PhotoAnastasia Altair Bailey
Michele, era un arcangelo semplice.
Non andava contraddetto. Non andava interrotto. Non andava insultato. Non andava deriso. Non andava minacciato.
Cambiando l'ordine degli addendi il risultato non cambia, e l'adorabile serafino, era riuscita a pigiare tutti i tasti dolenti uno dopo l'altro.
Michele, era un arcangelo semplice.
La sua parola è legge, e in quanto legge vanno applicati i vari metri di condanna.
In pochi, hanno osato tanto, chiedere a Lucifero e Satana (solo per citarne i due più famosi) la sorte che è toccata loro per aver fatto il jackpot con Michele. Quindi, quale sorte sarebbe toccata alla cara Anastasia per aver osato tanto?
-Tu, sei davvero indisciplinata serafino-
Offeso, più per permalosità che per una reale offesa ricevuta, Michele si alzò scostandosi da ella, postura eretta, fiera, sguardo intenso a scrutare un orizzonte sempre più buio e oscuro. Non solo la notte era calata, con essa anche la temperatura era particolarmente scesa. Il vento si era alzato a soffiare con forza e a pieni polmoni. L'oceano, svegliatosi dal suo quieto dormire si agitò bruscamente, infrangendo onde dopo onde, sempre più forti e sempre più alte verso gli scogli. Dense nubi iniziarono a danzare nel cielo e, per ogni passo, lampi sempre più accesi si manifestavano in tutto il loro splendore.
-Non devi temermi. A meno che tu non cada nel peccato-
Michele stava lì, fermo, immobile, pensante. Ancora una volta, quel serafino, dalle parvenze angeliche e, dalla furbizia demone, era riuscita a smuovere l'animo di ferro del Santo *Satana è fiero di te*.
Stava diventando, un po' una costante incostante. Lei parlava, chiedeva, alludeva, osava..e lui, in maniera appena percettibile tremava.
-Io, non ho mai paura-
Cos'è realmente la paura? Uno stato emotivo consistente in un senso di insicurezza, di smarrimento e di ansia di fronte a un pericolo reale, o immaginario, o dinanzi a cosa o a fatto che sia o si creda dannoso. Più o meno intenso secondo le persone e le circostanze, assume il carattere di un turbamento forte e improvviso, che si manifesta anche con reazioni fisiche, quando il pericolo si presenti inaspettato, colga di sorpresa o comunque appaia imminente. È una condizione normale, presente in tutti *o quasi*. Ma non per lui.
Lui che era il leader dei guerrieri, il guerriero primo. Lui che era la mano punitiva di Dio, lui che combatte costantemente le orde del male, partendo proprio dai suoi re. Lui che abbraccia la morte ogni giorno da miliardi di anni. Lui, il Santo Arcangelo Michele, può realmente mai provare paura?
"Avresti paura di me?"
Ma, sull'ultimo quesito posto dalla giovane, in maniera del tutto innaturale, illogica, imprevista, un piccolo pensiero si insediò nella mente di Michele, provocandogli un brivido che partì dalla base del collo e scese violentemente lungo tutto l'osso sacro. E mentre il cielo danzò un ballo dai ritmi sfrenati, fulmini così accesi da illuminare a giorno la notte più buia..
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What's something you've tried to wear and decided it wasn't for you? I've tried fake lashes and didn't look good at all. They made me look like I had a "lazy eye". But I don't blame the lashies, perhaps I didn't apply them correctly or they weren't the right ones for me. They look fab on others.

I had a similar issue with lashes before, You should try half lashes, especially ones that are less dense, they are way easier to get on and aren't as heavy so should negate the issue. The thing I generally don't do is bright coloured eyeshadow, I've seen it look amazing on others but Im crap at doing it and I hate it on myself 😂

https://ask.fm/Nessiebailey/answers/172978410323 🐙 https://ask.fm/Nessiebailey/answers/172985374035

Nessiebailey’s Profile PhotoRenesmee
Vi sono domande che non vanno fatte, e risposte che non vanno date. Nelle ultime ore, la vita di Kaede era diventata un sottosopra di cose strane, impensabili, incredibili, così assurde da solcare i limiti della fantasia. Eppure era tutto vero, era tutto successo, e tutto stava succedendo. Fortunatamente per lui /ma anche per lei/ l'allontanamento della ragazza servì, almeno a lui, per recuperare un minimo di sanità mentale, o almeno di rianimare l'unico neurone attivo nella testolina di Kaede.
Respiri profondi, occhi chiusi.."labbra che si assaporano e lingue danzanti, il gusto di dolce più buono mai assaporato in tutta la vita". Aprì gli occhi di colpo in preda ad un'improvvisa tachicardia, quel bacio, quel maledettissimo quanto meraviglioso bacio, lo riviveva ad occhi aperti, ad occhi chiusi, consciamente e inconsciamente.
Un urlo improvviso strozzato immediatamente portandosi le mani alla bocca! Sei un cøgliøne! Checazzotiurli!!
Ok, ci vuole calma e sangue freddo, calma e..il rumore della porta che si apre, lei, in tutta la sua trasandata bellezza che esce, si guardano, si ammutoliscono, è panic time!
Imbarazzo al cubo per entrambi, e ci volle tempo, fatica, improvvisazione per lei nel condurre lui nella sua stanza, lui per seguirla, ma soprattutto per entrambi per non commettere ulteriori gaffe o crearsi traumi permanti.
/Yuri cara, non sfregarti le manine, non è ancora ora per la psicoterapia/
Su quel letto, Kaede fissava il soffitto rivivendo le parti salienti della giornata come fossero degli highlights passati in loop, si agitava, si contorceva, rotolava nel letto, camminava avanti e indietro nella stanza, era un animo così irrequieto che persino nelle profondità dell'universo lo avrebbero udito. Rassegnato, si lasciò cadere nuovamente sul letto, e chiudendo gli occhi si abbandonò alla sua mente.
"Di notte le emozioni sembrano più dense, di notte nascono le melodie più intense, di notte un bacio vola verso l'infinito."
La porta della sua stanza lentamente si aprì e, silenziosa, la figura femminile entrò nella sua stanza con passo felpato, un brivido gelido attraversò la schiena di Kaede, pietrificato nel letto quasi fosse più un morto che un dormiente, poté sentire il materasso deformarsi e, udire il respiro della giovane sempre più vicino a lui, di più, ancora di più, e fu quando percepì il corpo della rossa quasi sopra il suo, e il suo respiro caldo adagiarsi sul suo volto che Kaede capì, che era giunta la sua fine. Non c'era una spiegazione della presenza della ragazza nella sua stanza se non quella di ucciderlo, o comunque di vendicarsi di quanto fatto e detto da Kaede in quella assurda giornata trascorsa insieme. Ma lui non era pronto per la morte, non per mano sua. Lentamente aprì gli occhi, il corpo teso e pronto a scattare, poi gli occhi di lei fissarono i suoi, e dalle labbra sottili della rossa uscirono parole confuse, ma per nulla minacciose..

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Deadbody floats but a living body doesn't, does this mean having a soul sinks you?

malikabdullahayaz’s Profile PhotoMalik Abdullah Ayaz
that’s actually due to the microorganisms present in the body carrying out putrefaction of body tissue, releasing various gases which in turn increases its volume while simultaneously reducing its density (which now becomes less dense than that of water) rendering the body buoyant and hence why it floats. so to conclude: it’s not that deep (pun intended)

Would you have moved to a big city when you were in your 20s?

I think the ideal is being in a smaller city nearby a big metropolis. Like Cambridge / Boston, or Oakland / San Francisco. Far enough away that you don't feel crowded every time you leave the house, but you still have access to the jobs, nightlife, dating scene, etc of the big city. It's definitely overrated to pay a premium to live downtown somewhere that's super busy. Noise is constant, crime is higher, there's always some bullshit going on on the street, traffic sucks. If you're going to do it, do it while you're still young... the older you get the lower your patience for dense city living becomes. Find a mellow neighborhood with a good pub and a local bakery instead. I lived in a few larger cities in my twenties but in hindsight putting down roots in a smaller town earlier would have saved me a lot of time and money. With that said I had a lot of good experiences and gained a lot of experience working in a more competitive environment that I carried with me making the smaller city experience a breeze by comparison.
Living in a city was okay for a year or two, but afterwards I really just wanted to leave again. Too much constant stimulation, too many people, not enough nature, I couldn't stand it. I thought moving to a bigger city would help my dating and friend prospects, but if anything it was tougher because my manners and values were too different. Honestly I still can't stand city-native type people, idk what it is but 90% of the time they strike me as so weird and off putting. But I did meet my gf there (who's from the sticks herself), so that part worked out.
I moved from a small town to a bigger city a few weeks after I turned 18. Loved it, still love it, and would highly recommend giving it a shot even if for only a small amount of time. If you don’t like it, do the fun stuff and bounce after a few years. If anything you’ll appreciate your small town that much more. For me, being in the middle of it all is better than space and tranquility. But there’s not right answer and I self aware enough to know that I might not always feel that way.
Hell no, I've always hated Chicago, even the nice areas fucking suck to live there. Too much shit going on, no parking, and everyone acts like assholes. It was only a 20 minute Uber to go out and party over there anyway so its not like I missed out in my early 20s. My friends were always dragging me out to the bars and clubs at that age.
I know alot of people that do it for a social life. I had a good one while being in the burbs. Only trade off is I have to drive everywhere with the exception of some pools, a shopping area (with food, grocery stores, pharmacy, and gas in it), and woods/the river.

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why are people still talking about a pandemic 3 years later are you guys dense. learn how to function in society like a sane person, stop being intelectually disabled ty

... wow, just wow
Yeah it was (almost) 3 years ago, but it is still a thing, and for those with breathing difficulties, as well as other health complications, it's still a threat.
Yes, living with it is becoming the norm now, but saying people are "intellectually disabled" just for talking about it? What are you? In middle school?! That's possibly one of the most childish things I've heard in a long time lol
Do me a favour? Don't come back to my page :)
why are people still talking about a pandemic 3 years later are you guys dense

why are people still talking about a pandemic 3 years later are you guys dense. learn how to function in society like a sane person, stop being intelectually disabled ty

1. You've sent this out to people who haven't even mentioned the pandemic
2. A lot of people have been left with long-term affects of the pandemic so it's not really "gone"
3. People are functioning just fine, no need to call people names.

What's the silliest/pettiest reason you and a friend have fallen out ? When I was a sophomore in HS this girl and I had a fall out cause I lent her a flat iron and she lost it. And it wasn’t even a high end one, those are like $500, it was a cheap low quality one that was like 100 bucks💀 so dense.

For the most part, friendships for me ended in middle school and it was always petty by the other person’s doing.
Whats the silliestpettiest reason you and a friend have fallen out  When I was a

What's the silliest/pettiest reason you and a friend have fallen out ? When I was a sophomore in HS this girl and I had a fall out cause I lent her a flat iron and she lost it. And it wasn’t even a high end one, those are like $500, it was a cheap low quality one that was like 100 bucks💀 so dense.

a so called friend of mine, was talking a lot of shiz behind my back, so i dead that friendship. if i see him, i’m a lace him up like a pair of j’s.
Whats the silliestpettiest reason you and a friend have fallen out  When I was a

What's the silliest/pettiest reason you and a friend have fallen out ? When I was a sophomore in HS this girl and I had a fall out cause I lent her a flat iron and she lost it. And it wasn’t even a high end one, those are like $500, it was a cheap low quality one that was like 100 bucks💀 so dense.

as an adult, the absolute worst was this girl who threw a fit and dumped me because I couldn't attend her birthday party because I had to fly out to see family that day
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Why is it so hard for people to understand the difference between a shout-out and a personal question? I send s/o sometimes and some people are like "don't send ME this stuff".. and I'm like, Karen, this is a shout-out, I didn't send you sh*t lol. I can't control where my shout-outs go, how dense...

I had that happen yesterday.
The person, who I won't name, but their reply didn't surprise me xD
But they, along with incorrect insults, basically told me to not send them things...
Like well done! Because I can totally control where my shout out goes lol xD
Why is it so hard for people to understand the difference between a shoutout and

I mean being rude isn't a flex either, I'm 18 you're 25, you're supposed to be an adult here so act like one, lmao if you're rude for no reason you need to go to therapy and fix your issues you seem unwell

People telling you that you just read something so you're being dense isn't them being rude or mean. Not everyone has to threat you like a kid when you ask obvious questions. You're 18, not a child. If you can't handle people not always being "nice" that's on you. Stop using the word flex, you sound like you just learned about it.
You're 18, you OBVIOUSLY know how to read and understand things. This isn't a classroom. When they said "there are no stupid questions" they lied to you.
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According to google, Doxing (sometimes written as Doxxing) is the act of revealing identifying information about someone online, such as their real name, home address, workplace, phone, financial, and other personal information". Help me understand; if i reveal such info about someone, am I doxxing?

You literally just wrote out the definition. Are you dense? Obviously it is and obviously it's very illegal
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I used to diet before and managed to loose weight.This year i want to diet again but it seems like I can't keep my mouth shut. My relationship with food is toxic now.i don't eat food for my stomach now,i eat for my eyes now. Any suggestions on how to suppress my diet and fix my eating habits? thanks

1-Think how is this food going to make you FEEL. And i dont mean guilt wise. I mean your energy levels, your hair, skin, nails. Once you start eating to be genuinley healthy and not just to look good, things become clearer because you genuinley want to eat more nutrient dense food than not. Its not forced. "I want that but i cant have it" changes to "i can have that but i dont want it!" You will slowly become in sync with your body and realise its okay to have a slice of pizza and/or dessert that day because you dont want more than one slice or serving.
2-Realise your urges to over eat are the result of a habit (this is explained brilliantly in Brain Over Binge). Just like smoking. And as we all know, the longer you've been smoking for, the harder it is to quit. This is the same. Food (especially processed) is addictive! Dont be so hard on yourself. Its just about breaking the habit. The fact that you have overeaten in the past has no bearing on who you are as a person.
3-Eat when you're hungry. Stop when you're full. Sounds simple and easy but for people who hve always eaten for pleasure and carried on for the same reason are out of practice when it comes to this. Start listening to yourself more. Is your stomach starting to rumble? Great! Eat! Slowly. Is your stomach starting to feel comfortable again? Take a drink of water. Then think, do i need more food? Take a 10 min break and come back to your food, its fine! Its so important to be kind to yourself at the start of re teaching yourself how to eat. When i would get the urge to eat even though i was full, i would implement the method Kathryn Hansen teaches in brain over binge.
Asking this question here was the first step to improving, i offer a huge congratulations to you. when you feel like you're back in the drivers seat around food is amazing, a unique feeling only people who have had disordered eating habits will know.

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Tips paano mapansin sa taong gusto mo without making a lot of efforts

I mean you could just tell him something out of ordinary stuff that would get his attention. Then spice things up later. If you wanted action, it will also starts with you, boys are dense most of them so if you let them know you are interested, give a hint that is Barely Visible.
-A guy opinion (myself)
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|| Que vivan los novios, dense un piquito ||
Al apagar el encendedor después de haber cumplido con sus intenciones, Tord se acomodó en el banquillo de manera en la que aún le fuese cómodo mirar y charlar al mismo tiempo con él. — No hay problema. — Su bebida fue puesta en la barra frente a él, lo cual instintivamente lo provocó quitar su propio cigarrillo de sus labios no sin antes soltar un poco de humo también, poniéndose a tomar unos cuantos sorbos de whisky.
— Tord. — Se presentó después de bajar el vaso. — ¿Hay algo molestándote, James? No te lo tomes a mal; pero te ves del carajo. — Fue directo. La verdad es que no le gustaba hablar para nada sobre si mismo; en ocasiones como esta siempre quería poner sus asuntos militares a un lado, así que decidió poner a James bajo el foco de atención de su charla.

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how do I describe someone incredibly stupid, without sounding ableist?

Ignorant, vapid, foolish, ridiculous, mindless, silly, unthinking, witless, immature, inept, asinine, dense. At least, I think they're all considered okay.
Regardless of how you feel about st*pid and d*mb being referred to as slurs, you can't deny it's a great opportunity to expand your vocabulary! Lol.

What does it mean when in the middle of a convo a woman talks about how some guys hit on her and she tells them to back off because she’s married? I mean the conversation didn’t ask for this much info. Is she flirting?

how are you this dense.
she's clearly warning you not to hit on her. She's DEFINITELY not flirting.
Creeps, y'all.

How hard is it to insist your man wear a condom if you aren't on the pill? It's such a bad look for women, they look s.tupid as f.uck to have to resort to abortion as the only form of birth control

If this is the only group of women you're considering you're dumb asf. There's rxpe victims, in.cest, con.doms dont always work.Stop being so dense

What’s the most interesting thing you’ve read or seen this week?

Scientists say that cockroach milk is 3 times more nutritious than cow's milk.'., An international team of scientists sequenced a protein crystal located in the midgut of cockroaches in 2016. The reason?
It's more than four times as nutritious as cow's milk and the researchers think it could be the key to feeding our growing population in the future.
Although most cockroaches don't actually produce milk, Diploptera punctate, which is the only known cockroach to give birth to live young, has been shown to pump out a type of "milk" containing protein crystals to feed its babies.
The fact that an insect produces milk is pretty fascinating – but what fascinated researchers is the fact that a single one of these protein crystals contains more than three times the amount of energy found in an equivalent amount of buffalo milk (which is also higher in calories than regular cow's milk).
Clearly milking a cockroach isn't the most feasible option, so an international team of scientists headed by researchers from the Institute of Stem Cell Biology and Regenerative Medicine in India decided to sequence the genes responsible for producing the milk protein crystals to see if they could somehow replicate them in the lab.⁠
🦗 "The crystals are like a complete food - they have proteins, fats, and sugars. If you look into the protein sequences, they have all the essential amino acids," said Sanchari Banerjee, one of the team, in an interview with the Times of India back in 2016.
Not only is the milk a dense source of calories and nutrients, but it's also time-released.
As the protein in the milk is digested, the crystal releases more protein at an equivalent rate to continue the digestion.
"It's time-released food," said Subramanian Ramaswamy, who led the project.
"If you need food that is calorically high, that is time-released, and food that is complete. This is it."⁠

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Posta una poesia sulla guerra e dimmi cosa ti trasmette

Ila_cre’s Profile PhotoIla♥️
Si sta
come d'autunno
Sugli alberi
Le foglie
Ungaretti è uno dei miei posti preferiti e penso che sia molto bravo a trasmettere emozioni forti con poche semplici e dense parole.
Una metafora per dire che in guerra si è come foglie in autunno, da un momento all'altro pronte a staccarsi e cadere, perire. Allo stesso tempo, come in autunno le foglie cadono tutte, in guerra nessuno resta in piedi...
Smuove il mio animo, mi porta un'intensa tristezza, ma quasi una tristezza calma, come di qualcuno che sa che semplicemente le cose vanno così.

That was a pretty song but he lyrics were a bit of a head scratcher for me. She's a special creature perfect in every feature I thought of Sam but then I got lost. Was it a dolphin or a mermaid? Then the 2000yrs, was it a spiritual search? I'm very dense when it comes to interpreting things lol. 💚

Dani_xvii’s Profile PhotoDani
head scratcher for me to Dani lol...no worries,
basically open to a thousand interpretations,
just that I like the lyrics a lot ,
main interpretation is some kind of quasi religious stuff but I don't get that at all.
and I thought some of the the lyrics a tribute to you and Sam and one/two other really nice people on here...
I think even the guy that wrote it is a bit conflicted about actual meanings .
so we're all in that boat [forgive the pun]...
hope all is good with you guys and that recuperation is happening apace 💚🤗😘

I can’t flirt back even if my life depended on it… it’s sad. I’m too dense and oblivious. What’s wrong with me? 😟☹️😢😭

lovestruck16’s Profile PhotoWanizhah Zahra
interesting, and in what situation your life can depend on the ability to respond to flirting? like someone starts flirting with you and immediately pulls a knife out of his pocket, threatening to kill you if you don't flirt back? but then it is obvious that something is wrong not with you, but with that person, he then has a direct road to prison or to a psychiatric hospital, and maybe even to an electric chair.

So, as an INFJ, would you consider yourself to be good at writing? Maybe not to an extent that you would pursue writing fiction as a career, but have you ever been told that you have an aptitude for creative writing?

I think writing was my first artistic/creative passion, before I even knew it. This was one of the first descriptions that confirmed I was an INFJ. However, I don't think it's exclusive to creative writing. In fact, I would guess creative writing is more of an INFP thing (but I could def be wrong.) English was always my favorite subject and I always enjoyed writing essays. I pretty much always got A's on my essays when I actually put effort into it. I always felt like this: "Writing is my favorite because it's the one place where somebody HAS to listen to me. They cannot "skip" certain things I said. They cannot run away from something I'm saying, or block it out. It's all there, written down, and organized perfectly. They have to go through one sentence in order to get to the next." Plus, my brain doesn't work better in any other form of expression or thinking. To me, writing really ignites my logical side and marries it with my emotional side in a way that comes off "wise," or in other words it really balances the feeling + thinking and brings out their best potentials. Reading and writing-wise I like poems and essays, but couldn't care less about stories. To me, stories are like the image of something, more artsy, whereas essays & poems are more direct and concise, to the point. I like dense things, more philosophical and existential than portrayals of such by way of character and plot, if that makes sense. All of that to say, that's why I don't think the "creative" writing aspect is so much an INFJ thing as it is just writing in general.
Once a guy fell in love with my writing and stalked me for quite a while and in highschool I wrote a poem that made a teacher break down and cry, but most people think my writing is incoherent and difficult to read. In all seriousness, I do have a thing for writing. I just find it so incredibly boring to do that I feel my talent is a waste, I'd rather give it to someone else who has a passion for it.
In my diary, I really try for a stream of consciousness type narrative about my days: what occurred, how i felt about it, etc. I just let it flow and don't censor myself at all. In talking to others I always end up omitting things, and it's difficult for me to sift through the webs of what I feel when it's a tangled mess in my brain. Seeing it on paper is so helpful! And I treasure my journals more than anything. I like to write from experience so they're also really helpful in world-building for stories.
People tell me I'm a gifted writer. I'm too critical of my own work to say anything beyond that I'm an apparently convincing hack, lol. I do think that I'm a gifted editor, though.

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I don't see why she would be bothered by your followers or you when she has so much more than you doesn't make sense y'all been hating on this girl since she was on this app now that she's not she's stilk relevant sickening.

Are you dense or NOT??? Are you not reading the part where she CAME on my page and started talking her SHIT about my twitter , my followers ETC??? So she was the one pressed and bragging I couldn’t find her twitter account.
Now that I did you’re big mad for some odd reason. Lmao

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"Tu te réveil la tête dans le brouillard, tes pensées le sont aussi tu me diras.
Les premiers rayons de soleil devraient percer cette voute imaginaire. Mais il n'en est rien. Il est si dense que rien n'y fait. Le chasser revient à entretenir une lutte sans fin, tes mains s’agitant pour dissiper ce voile qui te recouvre, sans résultat. Au fil du temps tu t’épuises, et tes efforts sont vains. Tu t’en es toujours convaincu de toute façon, la nature restera maitresse de la terre, les humains devront subir ses colères et se taire."
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