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Please don’t skip!!🇵🇸🍉

Hello everyone🙏

I am Mohammed Mahdi , from Gaza , 24 years old, and this is my story

My family and I were living a beautiful and quiet life.

We owned a very large and beautiful house, and my father owned a perfume company that was one of the largest companies in Gaza. Suddenly, the war broke out. At first, we stayed in our house and did not leave, but after the bombing intensified in northern Gaza, we decided to move to the south. After a short period, we received the news that our company had been bombed.

This news was a shock to us, as we lost our livelihood and all our money. After a short period, we received the news that our house had been burned and destroyed.

Here, my family and I lost everything, and we had nothing left. We moved from tent to tent to preserve our lives. We suffered a lot and a lot. Now, after a whole year of war, I have decided to do a cover-up so that my family and I can travel, preserve our lives, and start over despite all the difficulties that we will face.

Therefore, I hope that you will support me and my family to start over.

All my love to you and my family

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #261 )✅️

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go white boy goooo

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all of it.

Ok so how much money are we betting that the bounty is gonna crash in the Ninjago live action movie

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and with your help it can rack up 700k notes on tumblr in 2024

no tumblr this doesnt need tags im releasing it into the wild as god intended

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oh boy i wish someone would notice my cries for help! [someone actually notices] noooo i'm fine don't worry about me

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this blog hates donald trump

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Please.

Reblog if you want a shitty summary of your blog in your inbox.

Always

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I know next to nothing about the Addam’s Family’s greater canon, but the fact that Lurch is visually so strongly based on Frankenstein’s Creature makes me so happy, because it’s the happy ending the Creature deserves and I can so imagine it? You have the Creature at the end of the novel who is lonely and who has resigned himself that he will never be loved and that all humans will reject him on sight and then he meets the Addam’s Family and they are the first ones who don’t attack him or run away screaming - they either don’t say anything or even more likely, they are high-key excited about a Creature put together from corpses. That’s probably the highest Addam’s aspiration, to be more than 1 corpse. So they take him in and he has a family for the first time. What a crossover. What over-thinking on my part. I love it.

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Reblog if you're gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, transgender or a supporter.

This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.

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Urgent update my little brother is dying 😭

Today we took our little brother to the hospital because he suffers from an infection that affects his breathing and causes him pain. I hope that every living conscience will help us save our young son’s life and donate any amount you can.

Unfortunately, there is no treatment in the hospital for my little. Help us before it is too late.

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Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.

On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.

And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.

Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.

The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.

When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.

~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

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ghost hunting team that keep a nonbeliever named steve around as an emergency supernatural suppressant

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oh my god it’s laika day everyone drop what you’re doing… we honour a little dog who was sent up into space 65 years ago today. she was found as a three year old stray mongrel wandering the streets of moscow. her ability to endure hardy conditions got her chosen as the candidate for a journey she was never meant to survive. she passed away seven hours after liftoff. I hope she died dreaming of chasing rabbits up in the stars I love u laika forever and ever

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reblog if your name isn't Amanda.

2,121,566 people are not Amanda and counting!

We’ll find you Amanda.

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This is… This is Zane ninjago

That’s all I have to say

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This blog will be safe on Halloween

This blog will NOT post:

- Screamers 

- Gore

- Blood 

- Purposefully triggering content 

Reblog if your blog will be safe on Halloween