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it's just me and my horrible reputation (friend sent it to me)

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He found huge bugs

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After the Nazis invaded the Netherlands in 1940, a humble Dutch watchmaker named Corrie ten Boom made a radical decision: they built a secret room in their home.

Not to protect themselves.

But to save others.

For four years, that small hidden space became a sanctuary for Jews fleeing the horrors of the Holocaust. With unwavering faith and quiet courage, the ten Boom family sheltered more than 800 souls — one heartbeat at a time — until the Gestapo stormed in 1944.

Corrie survived a concentration camp and later shared her extraordinary story in her book, The Hiding Place — a testimony to the power of moral clarity in a world gone mad.

She wasn’t Jewish.

She wasn’t wealthy.

She wasn’t armed.

She was just someone who said:

“Not in my house.”

In times like these, when darkness tries to rise again, we must remember the Corries of history — the everyday heroes who risked everything not because they had to, but because their souls wouldn’t let them do otherwise.

May we all be the kind of people who build hiding places when the world starts to fall apart.

And may we never, ever need them again.

Rabbi Yisroel Bernath

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u will always be my home~

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i'm thankful i found u in this lifetime

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Pet portrait commissions i got to work on 🥹🐱 look how cute they are !!!

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tbh i’m really enamored with this perry doodle

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on survival

-// @aridante // @orivu // @buzzkillgirls // ? // ? // richard siken// @cemeterything // moomin, tove jansson// @disenchanted-killjoy // isn't that enough, shawn mendes// @ prettytheyswag on twitter// @ coletyumuch on twitter// ? // ? // bird by bird, anne lamott// undertale// @strawberrycircuits

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Pablo 🐱 commission

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we’reくコ:彡 entering squid territory

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People are so much more sad, and desparate, and lonely than you think. I have had three incidents in the last four months were a technician I was working with was being either dangerously unfocused (we work with high voltage), or just flat out angry with their coworkers, and every time when I just pulled them aside to say hey, this isn't you, you're nice, and you're competent, so something must be up - what can I do to help - they have responded by bursting into tears. One guy was struggling to get his wife moved into a care home, one guy just got served divorce papers, and the other hadn't slept a wink the night before because his daughter had the pukes.

I haven't spent my whole life responding to people being rude, or stupid, or dangerous with knee jerk compassion. It's a new habit. The first time I did that as the lead for my lab, it was because the guy genuinely was so good natured that I knew something had to be off. But the other two times were just me going, alright, lets see if it always goes this well, and so far, it has. I'm almost 30, and I just figured out that the #1 reason people are shitty are because they are going through shit.

I don't think you have, like, a moral obligation to respond to people being jerks with knee jerk compassion. But it has made my life so much easier the last four months that I would recommend trying. For your own sake. Please.

(I'll step off my soapbox now. Enjoy your Sunday.)

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"why did you stop writing your story!!! never stop writing!!!!!!!!!!!" well you see the character had to drive one mile to a new location and the sentence "she got into the car" was quite simply my undoing

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if i reblog 213409034 posts in the span of 8 minutes from your blog: i forgot you were not the tumblr dashboard and also im NOT sorry. take my notes fiend!!!!!!!

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Reading a story you wrote when you were 13 is something that makes you realise that there was always something weird and lonely about you. Mostly weird.