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thanks gritty

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why am i experience pain

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the reason you're meant to read from a bunch of different sources and attempt to interpret and discuss them in school btw is bc your reading comprehension is based on your ability to discern different and varied meanings in a text

like some ppl on socmed wilfully misinterpret text and so many others entirely lack this critical skill and rely on tiktokers and youtubers to explain sentences to them and in the absence of someone to explain they just entirely go off their own projected vibes and make shit up

like it's. honestly frightening and bizarre, the takes i regularly see, that are so far beyond a "bad faith reading" and are literally not a reading. someone just saw three words they recognised, imagined a scenario they might be used in instead of reading the post, then got MAD

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going to someones blog and they have their pronouns listed as "dey/dem" and youre like "oh ok neopronouns i havent heard of before" but then you start scrolling through deir blog and dey exclusively post in an exaggerated mafia goon voice and now you're genuinely unsure if dey use they/them but spelled it funny as part of the bit or if dey use neopronouns which are an extension of the bit

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Day 3… 360? There’s no way we’re that close

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"Gold Flowers"

Finally, time to talk about Daffodilcloud! I love this girlie real badly, and I was looking forward to writing about her future. In it, I wanted to re-examine some of the insecurities she'd shown early on in the story, and show both how they still existed but also how she's grown outside of them. She's a lot more comfortable in her own skin now, and is finding better ways to cope with disappointment and grief.

I also wanted to focus on how she's been figuring out what she wants from other people, too, and teasing it out of those expectations she drilled into her head to 'have kittens'. Really she wants gentle affection and a guarantee of safety, of somebody who is able to give her as much or more love than she gives away.

I hope you all like Duncan, I think he's a sweetheart. He's named after a cat I had when I was a little kid.

The title for this epilogue is taken from Theodore Sturgeon's story "Baby Is Three": “She made me go ahead of her into a room as big as our swimming hole. It had books all over and leather on top of the tables, with gold flowers drawn into the corners.”

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“As I look at my children, my heart breaks 💔. The three little ones in this photo, my beloved children, were taken from us in this unending tragedy 🕊️💔. Their laughter, their innocence, their future—all gone, leaving a void that can never be filled.

Each child here carries a piece of those we have lost, the family that is no longer with us. I see glimpses of their grandparents, their aunts, uncles, and cousins in their faces, and it tears me apart knowing they’ll never know the warmth of those who should be here with us 😔💫.

Yet, I am here, holding onto these memories and to my remaining children with all the strength I have left 🙏. They look up to me with trust and hope, believing that I can keep them safe. Despite everything, I pray they will have a future filled with love and peace 🌹.

Every day, I carry the memories of my lost children and family members, and I fight to give my surviving children the life they deserve—a life without fear, filled with joy and freedom. I will keep fighting for that dream, no matter how heavy the pain 💖.”

“Yahya, my little warrior 🌟. Despite the chaos around him, he finds a way to live, to smile, to be just a child. His innocent eyes hold so much strength, and every day he reminds me that life still exists, even in the ruins around us 🏚️💔. He plays, he laughs, he dreams—unaware of the hardships surrounding him, or perhaps, choosing to rise above them with the innocence only a child can have 💖.

He’s the light in our darkness, a reminder that hope can survive even the toughest times ✨. Watching him grow and play, I feel both the weight of what we’ve lost and the beauty of what we still have. Yahya is my reason to keep going, my little heart that beats with resilience and joy 🌹.”

Help Dana to get her arm back 😣💔

💔 Dear friends and compassionate hearts,

My name is Nour, and I come to you with a heart heavy with grief but also holding onto a small spark of hope. I am from Gaza, a place filled with hardship, but nothing could have prepared us for the pain we are living through right now. My beautiful daughter, Dana, who is still just a child, lost her right arm in this tragic war. 💔

But that wasn’t all we lost.

Dana lost her three beloved siblings, and many other dear family members. Our family home, once filled with warmth and laughter, is gone, reduced to memories. Now, only Dana, her little brother, her mother and father, her aunt, her uncle, and her young cousin remain, all trying to pick up the pieces. 🏚️💔

Yet, despite everything, we are holding onto hope. Our deepest wish is to help Dana get a prosthetic arm so she can have a chance to reclaim joy, strength, and resilience. Even the smallest contribution, like 5 USD, can be a light on this dark path. 🌟

🖤 A Day That Changed Everything 🖤

“It was supposed to be just another ordinary day, but it turned into a nightmare I never imagined. Dana’s father, the strong man who has always been our rock, left that morning with his usual determination and resilience. I never thought I’d see him like this—lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by doctors. 💔

When I got the news, it felt like a knife had pierced my heart. I rushed to the hospital, praying he’d be okay. 🙏 But when I finally saw him, I could hardly recognize him. His face was covered with scars and wounds from shrapnel, his clothes soaked with blood and dust. Even through all of this, he tried to give me a small smile, as if to reassure me. But I knew the pain he was enduring was beyond what words could express. 😔

He would open his eyes every now and then, trying to stay strong, but I could see his strength slipping away. The smile I used to cherish was gone, replaced by a distant look, searching for hope amidst the pain and shock. 🥺

That moment made me realize just how precious our loved ones truly are. Every day, I pray for his recovery, that he’ll come back to us whole, and that we’ll once again see the smile we miss so much. ❤️‍🩹”

🏚️ This Was Once Our Home 🏚️

“This was once our home—a place filled with laughter, love, and memories that can never be erased. 💔 Every corner held a story, from the marks on the walls where the kids measured their heights 📏, to the windows that welcomed the morning sun ☀️, filling our rooms with warmth.

But now, it’s reduced to rubble. Walls that once protected us now lie scattered and broken 🪨, like pieces of a life shattered beyond repair. The rooms where we gathered as a family are now open to the sky 🌌, exposed, vulnerable. Yet, standing here, I feel as if I can still hear the echoes of our voices, lingering in the air—a reminder of what we once had. 🕊️

In the midst of this destruction, there’s a haunting beauty, a symbol of resilience. We may have lost our home, but we haven’t lost our memories or our hope. Amid the ruins, we hold on to the belief that one day, this ground will witness new stories, new beginnings, and the laughter of a family rebuilding from the ashes. 🔥🌱❤️”

💔 The Place of Loss 💔

“This place… it was once filled with life, with the laughter of my children and the voices of my family. Now, all that remains are broken walls and shattered dreams. This is where I lost them all—my children, my family, everyone I held dear. The echoes of their laughter have been replaced by an unbearable silence, and the warmth of their presence is now a hollow memory. 🕊️

I stand here among the ruins, looking at the remnants of what was once our world. I can almost see them, playing and running around, their faces lighting up with joy. But now, all that’s left is rubble—a painful reminder of what was taken from us in a moment of cruelty. 😢

They say time heals, but standing here, I feel the weight of my loss even more deeply. Every piece of debris holds a memory, every fallen stone speaks of lives cut too short. 💔

I carry their memory with me, and I pray that one day, there will be justice for all the innocent lives lost here. Until then, this place will forever remain a scar on my heart and a testament to the love and the lives that were stolen.”

If you find it in your heart, please consider helping us. Whether through a donation, sharing Dana’s story, or keeping us in your prayers, we will be forever grateful. The link to support is in my bio. 🙏❤️ Thank you for reading, sharing, and standing with us in this time of unimaginable loss. Your kindness means more than words can express.❤️

@90-ghost @dlxxv-vetted-donations @a-shade-of-blue @el-shab-hussein @wellwaterhysteria @nabulsi @irhabiya @sar-soor @buttercuppary @brutaliakhoa @stuckinapril @schoolhater @three-croissants

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FRUT1GER AERO 🐠 . . . PNGS

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Happiness pervades all over Gaza and I have good news for you 🌹I am Hiam Shehab and my husband Mohammed Shehab the owners of the Zain and Yahya campaign and they are our children🌹

My friends, thank you for supporting me throughout the war between Gaza and Israel.

I want to tell you something, one of them is good, the other is not good, the good news for you, they have reached a ceasefire, and I hope that the calm in Gaza will continue, or is the bad news that we still cannot get out of Gaza?

Because of the lack of sufficient funds to move my family out of Gaza, the donations were slow and I hope that you will support our campaign with your donations, dear friends, as soon as possible, so that I can leave Gaza with my family

Tagging some people to help by donating and/or sharing:🙏🙏🙏 @godspersonalclown @murenaaaaa @blue-glasses-dork @tomathomatommy @whimsical-musingss @ctechnoblade @nerdytextileartist @helloemptyset @rhythm-of-the-wardrums @paper-mario-wiki @punkitt-is-here @peri-requiem @antixabound @antixabound @shadowinthetrees@charrednewt @apocalyptic-dancehall @nevert-the-guy @x-critter2022 @bigboobshaunt @maxknightley @jesterraconteuse @ikeepforgettimypassword @averagenotnormal @jenqatower@kingofthebookcase @funhousefreakwrites @redacted-metallum @quartzyposts @6yin6yang6 @mazm-imagines @ur-local-anxiety-gremlin @sminny-wew @ocherednoe-dno @wolf-tail@stabbedwitharustyynail @keysmandude @hamsterlover38 @phoibos-querella @arachnidtub@mansikka-wizard @welcometogrouchland @willowthighpillow @ssenza @shikse @gh4ul @sundung @fandom-master-mind @aconstantallegory @proffittproductions @romdocitizen @determinate-negation @deepspaceboytoy @paper-mario-wiki @kibumkim @socalgal @chilewithcarnage @ghelgheli @sayruq @rooh-afza @knownoshamc @the-awkward-reblobber @peachyleechy @loonarmuunar @soft-sunbird @cockworkangels @dannyketch @cramenjoyer @oreobunny2@soopertiddies @inthecornerofyourbedroom @aurorae-return @spindly-counting @depressedthembo @moronicprincess @the-mold-under-your-bed123 @nyenyel @linz-creations @we-eat-our-young @koscheiy @cyclopsboxhead

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I just think they're neat

the Vaporeon was a christmas gift from the other year.

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The fact that “Elon musk does two Nazi salutes” isn’t blowing up my push notifications is the best example I could possibly give of the media’s failure to do fucking anything

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I am Mohammed, I live in the northern besieged Gaza Strip, I am 21 years old, I have always tried to create a beautiful future for myself in which I achieve all my wishes. I had ambitions and dreams, but they evaporated because of the war, but I still want to achieve them despite the siege. During the war, I lost many things, including my university, my dreams, my job, and some friends. Despite that, I still want to achieve my dreams and ambitions. I want to rebuild my life again, so please help me in that and rebuild my life. Therefore,

please donate as much as you can because that helps me a lot. If you cannot donate, tell people about my suffering.

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I am Hanaa, a resident of Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I am 38 years old. I live with my eight children and my husband in the Gaza Strip. Before the war on Gaza began, I was living a happy life with my children and my husband. We had a monthly income that was sufficient to meet our needs and fulfill our requests. When the war on Gaza began on 10/7/2023, we lived as homeless people after our entire house was bombed at the beginning of the war. We were displaced to countless areas since the first day of the war. After more than 200 days of the war, one of my sons was martyred and two others were injured while trying to find us food to satisfy our hunger. I became fully responsible for him after my eldest son was martyred and the other two were seriously injured. My children, my husband and I live in displacement camps. We have no other shelter. For the sake of God, help me feed my children and build a home for us. Donate to me, even if it is a little, because I need your help.

https://www.gofundme.com/f/hanaa-family

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please help me on children 😭😢

Hello, my name is Mahmoud from Gaza. I have four children... Since October 7th, everything has been destroyed. Our house was bombed and my children, Rital and Lian, were injured. She is sick with nerves and needs treatment. Also, my wife was injured in the spine and needs treatment abroad...

I want you to donate and help my children or share this post with others.. Thank you very much for your support and generosity towards us....

🙏🍉🍉🇵🇸🇵🇸

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Hello my friend, my name is Jaafar from North Gaza, I am 24 years old, and finally after waiting for a whole year of killing, displacement, hunger, massacres and genocide against us, the time for a ceasefire has come, thank God we are still alive after all the exhaustion, and during the next week we will return to our homes in North Gaza, which was completely destroyed, unfortunately our area was completely and brutally destroyed and we have nothing left, neither a home, nor property, nor furniture, nor clothes, nor any other clothes, I know that returning to the north will be very painful and difficult due to the lack of the necessities of life, and we will start building our lives from scratch, but we are happy for the war to end.

Please 🙏, donate to my campaign to save my family, even a small amount will help us stabilize ourselves a little, and buy some supplies 🥹, I hope that God will protect your family and friends, thank you 🥰🩵

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #299 )✅️

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!!Please don’t skip

Taking a look🇵🇸🍉

Hello, I am Hanin, 40 years old, living in Gaza

. I am a mother of 4 children, Jamil, Ahmed, Karim and Rital, all of whom are school students. We have been living in tragic circumstances for more than 10 months. I lost my job as a teacher because of the war. I owned two houses, which were partially destroyed and then burned. I lost a lot of my furniture. Because of the destruction, we were displaced to the Mawasi area of ​​Khan Yunis. Now, I, my four children and my husband live in a tent and suffer from severe shelling, lack of food, water, health care and all the necessities of life. During this war, my children fell ill with hepatitis. We find treatment only with difficulty. Insects have multiplied in the tents, epidemics and diseases have spread, and we suffer from difficulty in obtaining the necessities of life, extreme heat in the summer and cold in the winter. In addition, the tents have become worn out and water has entered the tents, damaging everything in them, and the water has reached our clothes, in addition to the shortage of cleaning materials and their high prices. This war has cost us a lot of what we own: housing, money, friends, and health. Now all I want from you is to help me and my children rebuild our future and start a new life.