Eliana

Colombian.

[Eliana @L_e_ana1]

@tfws_therapist @yellowjackie96 @EkbladCrave Noooo 😭 don’t do us like that
She just weird

[Vive con Propósito. @PropositoyVida]

Este refugio para perros organizó una fiesta de pijamas en la que los voluntarios pudieron dormir con un perro en adopción.

Este es el tipo de lugar al que dedicaría mi tiempo y mi dinero♥️

[Storm™ @dilophosaurid]

This should be making international headlines. Every alarm bell known to mankind should be ringing. This is dangerous and genuinely catastrophic

[Praise @PraiseClip]

I don’t give a FUCK about anyone’s opinion on immigration at this point. THIS IS INHUMANE. THIS IS WRONG. PERIOD. THERE IS NOTHING ANYONE CAN SAY TO JUSTIFY THIS TREATMENT. THESE ARE HUMAN BEINGS. THEIR LIVES MATTER. Fuck ANYONE who supports this.

[𝚐𝚊𝚋𝚒 @igabitha]

BITCH LMFAOOOO

[DulceBiatch @BiatchDulce]

Leaving this right here… 🎯
#badbunnysuperbowl

[Christopher Webb @cwebbonline]

SEEING IS BELIEVING

DHS claims the car being chased rammed the ICE vehicle. The video shows the opposite. ICE rammed their car four times.

📌 A father and his teen, a U.S. citizen, are chased. The teen is beaten and seriously injured. The father is deported.

DHS lied. The video tells the truth. Excellent reporting by @ahylton26

[Susa 𓇢𓆸 @prinkasusa]

your SPOUSE is the one who’ll sit beside you when your PARENTS DIE. who’ll hold your hand through CHILDBIRTH. who might have to BATHE YOU if you’re ever too sick to stand. this isn’t just about BUTTERFLIES or DATE NIGHTS. it’s about choosing someone who SHOWS UP... in GRIEF, in MESS, in UNCERTAINTY. so no, LOVE ALONE isn’t enough. COMMITMENT, MATURITY, and the ability to ENDURE life’s ugly parts... that’s what sustains a MARRIAGE. because when life gets PAINFULLY REAL, ROMANCE won’t carry you... CHARACTER will. and the truth is, FOREVER is only possible with someone who knows how to STAY when it’s HARD TO LOVE

[🌸❤️ @oddettem]

I’m placing an order. I wanna see something. I’ll keep everyone updated.

[ɴᴀᴅɪ. 𖤐 @luvblessingz]

EVERYTHING KEEPS COSTING MONEY!!

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces.
But I see everything.

Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments.

One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?"
"6:15," he said, confused.
"Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it."
He blinked. "You... you can do that?"
"I can now," I said.

Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?"
"Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing."
He cried. Right there in the parking lot.

Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic.
But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!"

"Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel."

He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us."

The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over."

Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it.

But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note,

"Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends"
People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket.
I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece."

So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones.

Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees.
It's not glamorous. But it's everything."

Let this story reach more hearts....

Credit: Mary Nelson

[✨Kei$ha✨ @GlamazonJay]

This shit is frying me so bad lmao.

[Dutchy Patrick @DutchyPatrick]

Finally someone said it….

[Eliana @L_e_ana1]

@AMAs I’m voting for #OneDirection "Story Of My Life" (2013) for #AMAsFanFavorite      at the #AMAs

[Eliana @L_e_ana1]

@_Sina_TPWK_ Professrry 😭❤️

[lil asian @lilasian7_]

GET THIS CHILD AN OSCAR