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They should let Chance be a little bit morally corrupt. “His casino is the only fair one” BULLSHIT LET HIM CHEAT PEOPLE! I don’t care if he’s “canonically not greedy” I just want him to be a little bit flawed like some of the others

-muse anon

I used to headcanon that forsaken was literally hell and everyone was there to be punished

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playing plague inc while the humans find you is like someone walking in while youre changing and youre naked and like "omgggg get outttt 😩 "

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I <3 you John Doe

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ok

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chance

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🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿

I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.

My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.

But in an instant, it was all gone.

A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.

That was just the beginning.

The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?

We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.

No home. No food. No clean water. No way out.

I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.

I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.

I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.

Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.

Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.

💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚

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007n7 the Exploiter and His Son c00lkidd

alts below ^_^

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there is no flag big enough to cover up the deaths of innocent people

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PLUGGING MY NITRO COMMISSIONS . BUST UP ABOVE FOR @xylengel.

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I havent posted here in a bit LMAO but uhhh I LOVE ROBLOX WOOO

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WOW! IS THAT A NEW FIXATION I SEE ??

EYESTRAIN UNDER CUT

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im in love

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"hi griefer" we all say in unison

( base for the 1st image made by Soda_Stuff on twt )

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Rather chilly isn't it creator?

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Traverse the path.

CW:// Eyestrain

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my rblx renders