This could save lives so I thought I’d share!
it takes years to develop your craft. do not romanticize the idea of an ‘overnight success’. be a student. grow organically. get really good. hate your work. start over. find new ways to express the same ideas. the student becomes the master. your time will come.
Thank you dear supporters for all the help you are offering the people of Gaza in this dire time. I am a father of four tender babies who are paying much of their childhood and innocence in this unfair war. Please do whatever you can to help me save my family till the war ends.
Despite the suffering and hardships of this fierce war , your support and assistance ease us and grant us power and patience. Your contribution keeps a whole family safe, that is why i am asking you to donate whatever you can of at least share my link so that other donors can know about my tragedy and pain.
#90-gohset
@that-one-raccoon awwww thank you so muchhhh you're so sweet😆💗💗💗
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No pressure and have a great day guys :)
❤️🌷SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING 🌷❤️💕
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My name is Abdullah Khaled Al-Haj, from Gaza, and I am 21 years old. I once lived a life of comfort and hope, but recent changes have brought me immense hardship.
Before my father's passing, our lives were full of comfort and care. I wore the finest clothes, enjoyed the best foods, and lived in a comfortable home. I worked hard and had a passion for sports, especially bodybuilding and weightlifting. Each morning, I would get up to enjoy time with friends, and my mother and younger siblings, whom I now care for, were happy and hopeful.
However, things changed drastically. We lost our father, who died in my arms at the hospital while we awaited treatment that never came. This loss marked the beginning of a challenging new phase in our lives.
Today, I no longer have suitable clothing or shoes, and I struggle to secure daily sustenance. I have lost weight from 90 kilograms to 60 kilograms due to the harsh conditions. I no longer sleep on a comfortable bed but sometimes on the sand.
The city of Gaza, which was once full of hope, has been completely destroyed, including my home that held all my childhood memories and dreams. Instead of waking up to enjoy good food and exercise, I now wake each day to search for food and water for my family, often finding myself unable to meet their basic needs.
Can you share please
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need a full body massage a margarita 400mg of ibuprofen a plate of brownies at least an hour in a jacuzzi and 20,000 dollars cash
reblog if you like girls and/or pasta
happy "everyone forgets that icarus also flew" monday. i want to throw up !
no way ppl are using ai to write ao3. what happened to being a tortured writer. what happened to blood on the page. what happened to the ao3 curse. people used to get run over, have their houses burned down, break their entire spines and they still put in the work to finish a chapter. fuck you, using ai. y’all are weak
If you, for some reason, still have a subscription to the Atlantic, cancel it
'𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝑒!' 𝟣9, ♊, She/They 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝙱𝚂𝙳, 𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚗, 𝙴𝚙𝚒𝚌: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕, 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣(!!!) 𝚎𝚝𝚌. {𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜 𝚗𝚐𝚕.} 𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎
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