Poetry sometimes. Also memes? Weird assortment of fandoms. Chinese, AuDHD, tboy, he/they.
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transmisogyny and transphobia has done such a number on feminism and the fact that its bled into the mainstream is actually oustanding......... if someone in 2014 said that women are biologically and intellectually weaker than men thered be a buzzfeed article mocking them in the hour, now it's like. policy.
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Unhinged Gravity Falls x Dandadan AU that wouldn’t leave my head. Holding two hyperfixations is about chemically reacting them with each other, actually. Details below:
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Pacifica doesn’t believe in ghosts, but she believes in demons. Raised in a staunch household, her parents have raised her to always be wary of the demonic cults lurking in town. She’s headstrong by nature but has done her best to remain pious and obedient all her life.
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Dipper believes in ghosts but doesn’t believe in demons. Lonely and isolated, he studies the paranormal with his great uncle who maintains a theory that supernatural activity has nothing to do with the forces of evil and everything to do with restless human spirits trying to finish their business.
After a heated debate, the two teens dare each other one night. Dipper finds remnants of an ancient cult in a cave and reads a summoning chant. Pacifica performs a seance in her ancient mansion. To both of their surprise, Dippee winds up possessed by Bill Cipher, the dream demon, and Pacifica is cursed by a vengeful lumberjack ghost
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Please help me rebulid my Bakery
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I'm Ismail Almughanni an entrepreneur from devastated Gaza trying his best to rebuild his Bakery 🍞🥐🥖
On a quiet morning, the aroma of freshly baked bread filled the street, signaling the start of a new day at your small bakery, a place you took immense pride in. For years, this bakery had been a haven where people from all around would gather to enjoy the warm, delicious pastries and bread that you carefully crafted. It was a symbol of hard work, a beacon of hope, and a destination for anyone seeking a taste of comfort amidst life's challenges.
But one day, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. The sounds of bombing began to shake the city, and it wasn’t long before the fires of war reached your neighborhood. There was no warning, no chance to escape or save what you could. Shells rained down on the district that housed your beloved bakery. You watched helplessly from a distance, unable to do anything.
Minutes passed like hours. When the noise finally subsided, and the thick smoke that blocked out the sun began to clear, you looked towards your cherished place. It was destroyed.
The walls that once protected you and brought you closer to your customers had collapsed, and the oven where you had kindled the flames of hope had turned to ash. Everything was shattered, broken, as if that place had never been a sanctuary of peace and comfort.
But the destruction wasn’t just physical. The pain in your heart was far greater than any material loss, a place filled with beautiful memories now reduced to rubble. The moments when you saw smiles on people’s faces as they savored your bread, the laughter that echoed through the bakery—those were now just memories, dissolving in the ashes of devastation.
As days went by, you tried to piece together the fragments, not just of the bakery but of yourself as well. You knew rebuilding wouldn’t be easy, and the wounds left by the war wouldn’t heal quickly. But you also knew that the hope you had infused into your bread would remain alive in your heart, even if the tables and chairs were destroyed, even if the bakery itself was gone.
The bakery may have been destroyed by war, but its spirit lives on in you, in everyone who tasted your bread, and in everyone who walked into that small place and found a slice of happiness.
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🚨 We Need Your Kindness to Survive 🚨
Hello, My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with my family. Life here has become harder than I ever imagined, and I’m writing this with hope in my heart that you might hear our story.
The ongoing war has devastated my family. We’ve lost 25 family members—each one a beloved part of our lives, taken too soon. I miss them deeply—their laughter, their presence, their love. Every day is a reminder of this unimaginable loss.
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We are now facing daily challenges to survive—things that most people take for granted, like food, clean water, and a safe place to sleep. The harsh realities of life here have replaced our dreams with the constant fight for survival.
Our Current Situation:
💔 Lost Stability: The war has left us without work or a stable source of income. 🍞 Basic Needs: Food and water are becoming harder to afford with rising prices and scarce resources. 📚 Dreams on Hold: Like so many here, my family’s dreams have been replaced by the need to simply survive. 😢 Unimaginable Loss: Losing 25 loved ones has left a void that can never be filled.
How You Can Help:
I’m sharing our story with the hope that someone out there might care. Even $5 can make a big difference for us, and if you’re unable to donate, just reblogging this post can help spread the word.
Your kindness, no matter how small, is something we’ll never forget.
What This Means to Us:
Your support is not about changing our entire situation—it’s about giving us a little relief, a little hope, and a way to keep going. We are not asking for much, and we understand if you can’t donate. Sharing our story is just as valuable to us as a donation.
Thank you for reading this far. It means the world to us to know that someone is listening. Your kindness gives us strength and helps us believe in a better tomorrow.
With all our gratitude, Mosab Elderawi and Family ❤️
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Loathing, unadulterated loathing! for your face, your voice, your clothing!
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Daily Pokemon Crochet 2024
There's 80 Pokemon in here! Can you name them all?
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URGENT HELP🚨🚨🚨🍉🇵🇸
Hello,
How do you do ? I hop to be in a good condition.
This is my special campaign
We hope to help us by donating or sharing to others.
Every donation makes a different even if it a small.
As you know, the war began on October 7 and lasted ten months. During this period, we were unable to obtain food, drink, or treatment because we did not have money.
There is no source of income for the family at the present time, so we are unable to buy food, clean water, and medicine, especially after we are afflicted with the ongoing infectious diseases spread in the north like Hepatitis C disease.
Our house has been damaged a lot since the beginning of the war. We are from the north of Gaza and we are still in the north and have not displaced to the south. We displaced 10 times from place to another seeking to safety .
We hope for your help and support, even if only a little.🙏🙏
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Also, vetted by gazavetters on tumbler and my number is #60
My campaign was recently vetted by butterfly effect group on Instagram and my number is #964
This is the link if you would to read our story well 👇👇
https://gofund.me/4e896ac1
Thank you all
https://gofund.me/4e896ac1
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👋Hello
I am Ghada from Gaza. As the war intensified and completely tore our lives apart, my family and I had no choice but to flee to the southern part of the strip. We lost everything—our home, our belongings, and even our sense of security. We now find ourselves living in a school for displaced people in the south, struggling to survive in extremely unstable conditions. 💔
We are in desperate need of your help. Whether by sharing the link to our campaign or through donations, your support will make a profound difference in our lives. It will help us escape this tragic situation and start a new chapter of our lives. 🙏🏻
Every contribution, no matter how small, is a beacon of hope for us and brings us one step closer to a new beginning. Your kindness means the world to us. 🌹
Thank you for standing with us during this indescribably difficult time.❤️🙏
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Emmett forrest you have to stop. your autism too tough. your swag too transgender. your bitch is too bad. they’ll kill you.
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