4tomicfl4me - Kinda Losing It Actually?

the original got flagged with no way to appeal it when every contributor is deactivated but I will never let this post die. it's monday and we are getting on it cunts

The month of Ramadan is approaching. Ramadan is the fourth pillar of Islam, and is the month in which Muslims abstain from eating, drinking, smoking and bad behavior during daylight hours, focusing instead on prayer, meditation and charity.

In Ramadan we need healthy food more than any other day of the year and we need your donations and support even more. Please help my family.

Donate here if you can.

random dtiys I found on Pinterest :) (ALSO I CAN FINALLY ADD PICTURES TO COMMENTS AGAIN!! IM GOING CRAZYHEEJOEJFJDJEKKSKSJ)

Daily fucking reminder that Luigi Mangione is innocent, completely and fully. He has been convicted of no crime. He has had no fair trial. He is a SUSPECT. Luigi Mangione is entirely innocent and everyone needs to stop parroting this insidious propaganda that he “committed” the crime he is only SUSPECTED of. He is not a murderer. He is not a criminal. He is an innocent man.

Just wanted to say I fucking love your layout m8 😭😭 the name only adds to it 😭😭

THANK YEWWWW may or may not have been rubbing my hands together like a fly whilst getting the screenshots

Who I Am & Why I’m Here 💙

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Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.

I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.

Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔

But I don’t want this to just be a story of loss. I want it to be a story of hope. No matter how much has changed, I refuse to stop believing in better days. I refuse to stop dreaming of a future where I can rebuild, where I can find peace, where I can wake up in the morning without fear.

That’s why I’m here. To share my journey. To connect with people who believe in kindness and humanity. To remind myself—and anyone reading this—that even in the darkest times, there is still light. ✨

If you’ve read this far, thank you. I’d love to get to know you too. Tell me something about yourself in the comments. Let’s build something positive together. 💬💙

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Help Abdelmajed Escape Gaza and Rebuild His Life

My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people

the thing about being nonbinary is that you really do start to forget that other people have such strict walls around what is and isn’t allowed for genders. i thought we all agreed that we made that up. could you climb out of the cave real quick and feel the sunshine for a minute.

sam was definitely trying to flirt with bucky by annoying him just look at his smile