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I love soulmates but also this-

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you will have sex in public in broad daylight in front of everyone. under communism.

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bella was lucky she didn’t have a cell phone of any kind because you know ya boi edward would be blowing up that phone 24-7 going “saw a snail today…. effervescent” or some shit equivalent

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use everything at your disposal to help. at least use your presence, privilege & platform to support and amplify the pleas of the palestinian families asking us for our attention. show them that the rest of us across the world indeed care. save a life! please! you can make a difference by simply donating to & campaigning for the three families i want to spotlight again:

Muhammad Atallah and his family [donate here: x]

↳ GFM was created last July 4th, 2024. ↳ only €15,646 raised of €82,000 goal, as of posting. (~19%) ↳ 962 donations and the last only one donation added within half a day was 2 hours ago. ↳ Muhammad's father (Sobhi Atallah) is in need of chemotherapy and constant care. ↳ Muhammad is still in need of bone grafting operation outside of Gaza. ↳ This family is struggling to make ends meet because of the scarcity of basic needs such as drinking water, diapers, food, and milk. ↳ Thirteen (13) family members are solely relying on the family main point of contact (Ahmed Alostaz - Muhammad Atallah's brother in law/Iman's husband) and five (5) of which are children. ↳ Iman's kids haven't meet their father for almost a year already. Iman was very brave for birthing during a genocide and being a good mother despite the situation. She really needs help.

➔ follow and boost him: @atalah-mohammed @mohammedatallahsblog @mohammedatallah @mohammed-atallah ↠ shared by @/90-ghost here

Mohammed Abusweireh and his family [donate here: x]

↳ GFM was created last August 2nd, 2024. ↳ only €578 raised of €45,000 goal, as of writing. (~1%) ↳ only 26 donations and the last one was 12 hours ago. ↳ Mohammed told me that a few days ago, another Abu Suwairh family (a close relative) was targeted. Two children were martyred. They were little girls that should be attending school right now instead of being mourned. I cried while chatting because they look a lot like my younger siblings during our childhood. ↳ Mohammed told me that he has a large extended family. He shared pictures of before and after October 7th, he said he is ashamed to use pictures of his martyred love ones to ask for help. English is neither my first nor my second language, but even if it was, I do not think I would be able to fully express the emotions and the message Mohammed wants to convey if you do not think of them as human beings. ↳ Mohammed talked to me about his mother's brother. He showed a picture of his uncle with a very beautiful smile who seems to be a good man loved by his nephew. He was martyred three months ago. ↳ Mohammed showed me pictures of his cousin's cousins before they were buried. They were proming young men with a lot of love to give. They were killed and they left behind family members who are at high risk of being killed as well. ↳ His family is residing in a tent with no access to basic necessities. While his sister is volunteering in a hospital to help other victims in extreme need of medical care. ↳ Eleven (11) family members are solely relying on him (Mohammed Abusweireh) and five (5) of which are children. ➔ follow and boost him: @hatem1790 ↠ vetted and verified by @/gaza-evacuation-funds here

Ahmed Abushammala and his family [donate here: x]

↳ GFM was created last April 8th, 2024. ↳ only €15,300 raised of €100,000 goal, as of writing. (~15%) ↳ 872 donations and the last one was almost an hour ago. ↳ Eight (8) family members are solely relying on him (Ahmed Abushammala). ➔ follow and boost him: @ahmed8311 ↠ vetted and verified by @/el-shab-hussein here

i hope you do not get desensitized. if you have the means and if you can spare, then consider donating and sharing these gfms with low funds (tumblr notes do not necessarily translate to donations but it means more eyes and engagement) do not look away. i am begging. our lives do not matter more than theirs. they value and love life too just like everybody else. we are talking to people who are deeply traumatized and still grieving. let us be kind to one another and do our best to extend a lending hand.

sharing with you images and clickable gfm links under the cut. feel free to use and post outside tumblr.

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JASPERSPRITE: So if you play the right song and it makes all the right letters then those letters could be all the letters that make life possible. JASPERSPRITE: So all you have to do is wake up and learn to play the rain!

so when John played the breeze he used a piano, so I was thinking about Rose playing the rain with her violin and then this happened

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ppl are always writing characters doing dumb shit like roasting a fresh-caught rabbit over an open flame instead of making a stew with that thing. great now you’re letting all the fat drip down into the fire as it cooks, wasting calories and flavor as well as causing the flame to flare up = inconsistent heat source,… when you could be maximizing the nutritional value of small game by making a soup or stew. Come on

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what a special day

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what's up fuckers

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You have been visited by the twocumber. May you receive twofold luck in the coming days

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it's been 6 months without him today.

i'm so tired. sad. i just don't have the energy anymore. and i try, and i pretend, and i fake smile and try my hardest to be fine. but at the end of the day i'm lonely as hell. losing him sucks. him not being here sucks. everything, absolutely everything, sucks.

our friends are still tired of me. none of them will talk about him with me. it's like they don't wanna linger, they don't wanna talk too much about it. i get it. it hurts. they're hurting too. but i wanna remember him. and whenever i say anything it just gets weird and it seems like they think i'm not okay and everyone wants me to move on already. and i'm not ready to "move on". i don't think i ever can.

i'm tired. i don't wanna bother anyone. i'm tired of needing attention, help, of begging people to do stuff with me, because it really truly feels like begging and pity and ugh i hate all of that.

and i miss some of my other friends, too. there were people that didn't say one word to me, one single "hey are you okay" and in one of my heavier crises i just soft blocked them all and still nothing and i don't wanna go say anything because really i don't wanna force anyone to be friends.

idk. maybe this is it for me

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god fucking forbid any of you are ever stateless homeless refugees struggling to communicate with strangers in a foreign language on a platform youve never heard of before, having to depend on the goodwill of a bunch of ignorant and callous people

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they should make five nights at snoopys where nothing bad happens and you spend a week with your friend snoopy

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normalize calling viagra and menopausal hormone treatments gender affirming care

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healing is when you have an intrusive thought and instead of having a meltdown you go “girl what?? shut up” and move on