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when i get money and my own bathroom to store my shit i will be a self care queen spending hours on my face and hair every 2 weeks

my bf will see me with a mask and make fun of me but itll be worth it.... for the care

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you gotta shower. exfoliate, deep wash and condition your hair, and moisturize your skin afterwards.

then after the shower you gotta put on clean clothes fresh from the dryer. socks underwear the works

make sure you dry your ears and get all the crap out of them too. maybe clean your earbuds so youre not reintroducing said crap back in your ear

and what the hell the vape could use a good cleaning to top it all off

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who wants to tell marvel that year of the dragon is this year. like 2024 this year. 2025 is the snake.

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"Alive but Forgotten"

We live today in a world of silence, a heavy silence that is slowly killing us. I see my younger siblings, their ages ranging from 3 to 7 years old, passing by with innocent eyes filled with questions I cannot answer. They hide behind me when they see a stranger, afraid of the unknown. My mother, who suffers from chronic illnesses, cannot even stand without help. She has not found anyone to extend a hand, and each time her condition worsens, I feel helpless.

My father, who was once a symbol of strength, is now a shadow of a man, broken and unable to bear the burdens after losing everything. He worked his whole life to provide us with a decent life, but today, we have nothing but rubble and the camps we move between, with memories that grow darker each day.

What I ask for is not money, nor material help, but something simpler. I just want someone to feel our existence, to remember us with even a word, a small gesture that revives hope in us that we are still a part of this world. Our messages are met with silence, as if we no longer exist, as if we are no longer part of life.

Every day, we live in the shadow of devastation, inside a room in a school that has turned into a shelter, its walls insufficient to provide privacy and fresh air to breathe life into us. We now share this space with other families, each carrying their own pain and worries. As for the children, they do not know what it means to have a home, nor do they understand what loss is. Whenever they look at my mother, they run to her, asking her to tell them a story about the future, not realizing that all my mother has left to tell them is sorrow.

Friends, our pain is not in the loss of things, but in the loss of existence, in becoming unheard. Sometimes, I stop to wonder: Are we still alive? Are we still part of this world? Our messages are met with silence, and our dreams have faded along with the ruins of the homes that no longer exist.

I no longer ask for anything except for someone to feel our presence, to ask about us, to remember us, even with a word. If our words touch your hearts, all we need is for you to share with us, to show the world that we are still here.

We ask for nothing except for you to raise our voices, to bring hope back to us, and to be a part of our story that we are trying to write with our trembling hands and souls still holding on to a thread of hope.

Sharing this story could be the difference between life and death for us.

If you help spread our story, you will be giving us hope to survive, hope for life amidst all this destruction. We’re not asking for more than to be remembered, to be reminded that we’re still here.

[Donation link here]

Thank you for your attention, and for being the hope that could bring us back to life.

My campaign is legitimate and fully documented. You can verify this through the following links:

🔹 Shab Hussein

🔹 90 Goest

🔹 Gazavetters My number is 5 on the list.

Every support or share makes a big difference and restores hope in our lives.

Thank you for your care and support, which gives us the strength to continue.

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they won't tell you this in therapy but sometimes the best way to stop catastrophizing/anxiety is to interrupt your spiraling with "girl what the hell are you talking about"

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The high's starting to wear off. Someone shoot another billionaire CEO

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so is anybody else getting the same adblocker ad on youtube after doing the ublock fix

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URGENT: FUNDRAISING FOR BREAST CANCER TREATMENT

I have tried my absolute best not to seek financial help online, especially when our collective focus should be aimed towards the welfare of our Palestinians, Congolese, and Sudanese brothers and sisters. I truly have considered countless options before resorting to asking for monetary assistance but I no longer have the means to keep myself alive and my little family afloat. Following my father's death almost three years ago due to colorectal cancer, I was diagnosed late last year with Stage 2A breast cancer.

There's an even elaborate explanation on the fundraising page that I will be attaching in this post. Please, take some time to read it. I am our family's breadwinner, and I am only asking for monetary assistance because I no longer have a job/source of income nor is my previous company willing to shoulder my medical expenses. I am left to fend for myself and I have used all of my savings to afford numerous physical/health examinations and the prescribed medication.

I am going to attach photos of how disfigured my right arm now is, the evident lumps/tumors on my armpits and if you want proof of how the cancer affected my breasts, please directly message me. I don't think I can explicitly share the photos here. But to put enough context, my left breast shrunk into at least 1/3 of its original size.

I am sincerely sorry for being a bother, but if you have the means to donate to my fundraising post, please do. I badly needed all the help I can get so I won't be summoned to court and would be able to afford surgery on time. If you cannot donate, please kindly share this post. If you have any other questions, please reach out to me through direct messaging. This is my only account (I will probably reblogged this on my side blog as well) so please, if you see someone using my photos, alert me. Thank you. Please understand, too, that I will take a bit of time to respond because I am struggling to grasp my phone/only typing using my left hand. Thank you, and please consider helping me.

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if youre trans and getting misgendered/deadnamed by your family during holiday gatherings im giving you a hug over the internet rn

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Crystals study

i'm so tired

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Ibrahim is just 15 years old and still trying to survive the ongoing genocide in Gaza, but the insane prices of food & basic survival supplies makes this increasingly difficult for him and his family, especially since several of his family members are chronically ill and/or have pressing medical needs. Ibrahim himself has only recently somewhat recovered from being terribly ill.

If you can't donate we understand, these are hard times. Your reblog will go a long way too. But if you have as little as 5 euros, that will be good too, if you can spare it, and i encourage you to donate if you can. Ibrahim is vetted (#25 on this vetted list)

Donate to Ibrahim here

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20/12/2024

Last evening, Nuseirat refugee camp was bombed once again by Israeli missiles. The strike targeted a residential building and resulted in at least 8 martyrs among those who were present.

(Photo provided by @handalapls who was at the scene -- ID in Alt)

Translation of the Telegram screenshot below:

First post: "First moments of the occupation bombing a residential apartment inside "Yaffa" tower in Nuseirat refugee camp in the center of the Gaza Strip, resulting in the martyrdom and injury of a number of Palestinians" Second Post: "Update: 8 Martyrs, including children, and a number of wounded, as a result of the targeting of the fourth and fifth floors of Yaffa tower at the center of Nuseirat camp, in the center of Gaza Strip, among who have been identified: 1) Mohammed Arafat Murshed Abu Abdullah 2) His nephew/Arafat Abdullah Abu Abdullah 3) Mother of /Mohammed Arafat 4) Rami Ayesh Ahmad 5) Adam Arafat Murshed Abu Abdullah, 10 years old 6) Nasser Arafat Murshed Abu Abdullah, 13 years old 7) Layan Arafat Murshed Abu Abdullah, 14 years old 8) Lara Arafat Murshed Abu Abdullah, 17 years old

This video was taken by @handalapls at the scene of the bombing.

(Video description: A shaky camera video showing the aftermath of a bombing. The cameraman is navigating towards the building and calling out to someone called "Za'tar")

These bombings continue to happen day after day, whether it is in Nuseirat camp or other refugee camps across the Gaza Strip. People like @handalapls and every other Gazan who is sharing their story on tumblr are at risk of losing their lives every single day. Today they may be alive, tomorrow they may not, and this is the reality for every single Gazan right now.

This might seem like "just another incident" among thousands in the Gaza Strip, but if this happened anywhere else, the word would stop turning! Why are Palestinians any different? Why are Gazans different?

The genocide proceeds and life is moving on, but it should not! All eyes on Gaza! Save Gaza! Free Palestine!

And Please support @handalapls who provided me with this footage and photos:

And support Mahmoud Zatr, who was also at the scene when this occurred:

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Northern Gaza has been starving for 2 months now