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  1. Hace 1 hora · The Meaning: “I am not OK. I'm barely getting by. I'm losing track of days. I'm losing sleep at night”. Jelly Roll opens ‘I Am Not OK’ with the titular lyric, as the Tennessee singer-songwriter reveals the struggles he's been facing in recent times. He describes a sense of aimlessness, with the days flying by in a haze and another ...

  2. Hace 2 horas · @pureifxy I am my perimeter 🔥🔥🔥🔥#fyp #fypシ #foryou #tiktok #funny #r6 ♬ original sound – pause. Other TikTokers made fan art to accompany the speech, with @raziel463 and @accompanie posting pencil art matching different lines from Snapiyy's speech. @accompanie #snappy #r6 #siege ♬ original sound – pause

  3. Hace 17 horas · Background Knowles performing " Single Ladies (Put a Ring on It) "(left) and" Diva " (right) during the I Am... tour while being backed by dancers. Both songs were part of the Sasha Fierce disc on the double album I Am... Sasha Fierce which was dedicated to her eponymous alter ego. In 2006, during an interview with MTV News, Beyoncé introduced an aggressive alter ego, Sasha Fierce, which also ...

  4. Hace 17 horas · I am considering buying a Martin dread, the seller states these measurements. 3.0 -1.9mm at 12 fret and 0.9mm from bottom of low e to top measured near the bridge. I want the low E down a bit. What do you say, is this close to a reset? JayBee1404. 6,715 913.

  5. Hace 2 horas · Cicadas are flying insects that spend most of their life underground. They emerge every 13 or 17 years (depending on their particular cycle) looking for a mate. They swarm in such great numbers ...

  6. Hace 17 horas · Connie J. Wyckoff — UPDATED. Connie Jean Wyckoff, 89, peacefully passed away in her home Friday, May 17, 2024, surrounded by the love of her children. Connie was born April 26, 1935, in Avondale, W.Va., to Dexter and Mary (Dale) Christian. In their hometown of Avondale, Connie was united in marriage to Cecil “Jimmy” Addair in 1949.

  7. Hace 17 horas · I am forgotten already by someone The image of me is fading from their mind. Love calls out to love again And the sound, it will begin Unraveling all of the cords that bind us here. Flutes they are playing The jazzmos are swaying Tonight our loves won't cancel each other out Motifs are repeating Our hearts they are beating as one heart