Predicition: chris evans will appear again in a future avengers movie, not as cap but as Johny Storm. They probably make the appearance dramatic. Like showing his face first in the dark, then slowly, the costume
Far too much in Indonesia depends on a thin-skinned former general with a sketchy human-rights record. Prabowo Subianto needs to hear some unpalatable truths https://t.co/8cvnt563TJ
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🚨 BREAKING - Galaxy S26 Ultra Breaks the Wall - Quick Share Meets AirDrop
With Galaxy S26 Ultra running One UI 8.5, you can now share files directly with iPhones, iPads, and Macs📱🍎
Send to Apple devices (AirDrop set to Everyone).
Receive from Apple devices via Quick Share toggle.
Yes… Galaxy ↔ Apple sharing is officially a thing.
More details expected at today’s Galaxy Unpacked🔥
One UI 8.5 is bringing some interesting surprises.
My dad was never the affectionate type. He didn’t say “I love you.” He didn’t hug much. He showed up, went to work, paid the bills, and stayed quiet.
Growing up, I used to think he didn’t really see me.
I remember once in high school, I told him I wanted to go on a school trip. It wasn’t even expensive, but he said no. Just “we can’t afford it.” No explanation. I cried in my room and told myself that if he cared, he would’ve found a way.
Years later, after he passed, my mom gave me a small box of his things. Old receipts, his watch, random papers he kept.
At the bottom was a folded document. It was a savings account.
In my name.
Opened the same year he told me we “couldn’t afford” that trip.
I looked through the statements. Every single month, without fail, he had been putting money into it. Even during years I knew things were hard. Even during the time he was working two jobs and barely sleeping.
The balance was enough to cover almost my entire college tuition.
I realized in that moment, he didn’t say no because he didn’t care.
He said no because he was choosing my future over my present disappointment.
He let me think he was the bad guy so one day, I wouldn’t have to struggle.
He never explained. Never took credit. Never told me what he was doing.
He just carried it quietly.
And somehow, that hurt more than if he hadn’t done it at all.
A therapist once told me:
The first sign of declining mental health isn't always a panic attack or sudden tears. It starts quietly.Waking up tired after hours of sleep.Gut issues. Low energy. Feeling lost. Struggling to fall asleep.Forgetting things. Hair loss. Skin flare-ups. Muscle aches.Pulling away from people.Arguing with the ones you love.Not being able to get out of bed.Watching friendships fade.Your body whispers before it screams. There's still time to listen.
Me lagi cari baju buat imlek: kenapa merek lokal itu polyester semua?
Adek yg lg suka nonton matt rife: karena disini gak ada ***** people yang pick cotton
"pak untuk tes darahnya dapet diskon 10% ya karena bapak sudah 10 kali tes darah disini"
gatau mau seneng karena dapet diskon ato stres karena sesering itu tes darah
Ingat ya anak-anak, lompat itu arah horizontal dan loncat itu arah vertikal 😝🥰.
Coba perhatikan bunyi p adalah bunyi bibir (arah horizontal) dan bunyi c adalah bunyi langit-langit (vertikal)
#bahasaindonesia
Heyy guyss!!
Ayo download app ini!!
Kita bisa bantu teman-teman tunanetra lewat video call when they need to see something 🥹 very simple yet very impactful, lets spread the wordss!!
Ada yang mencintai film sampai selalu ingin merayakannya, bahkan kekurangannya.
Ada yang mencintai film dan menjadikannya sebagai identitas.
Ada yang mencintai film dan menjadikannya senjata untuk menyerang cara orang lain memandang film.
Semuanya sah. Semuanya pilihan.
Yang aneh hanya satu:
merasa paling tahu tentang film.
Padahal film itu luar biasa karena terlalu luas untuk pernah benar-benar dikuasai siapa pun.
Begitulah nasib film yg dibuat dgn hati; dibicarakan panjang dan berulang2, masuk dalam banyak diskursus, umurnya abadi, baik atau buruknya jadi inspirasi dan pemantik pikiran. Hai para pembuat film, bikinlah karyamu dgn penuh cinta.