Dear Dylan O'brien,

man, i bet some big, beefy woman knuckle-deep in me this holiday would finally fix that faulty wiring in my brain

hi guys i don’t usually come on here to talk about this, but it needs to be discussed. my friend kenzie, went missing on october seventh. she left a note saying she ran away. she hasn’t been answering anyone’s calls or texts, and claims she ran away to live with her girlfriend who lives two hours away.

she never said who her girlfriend is.

please, keep an eye out for her if you live in: pennsylvania, new york city, new york state, new jersey, maryland, and anywhere close to the areas listed.

this is her. we all really miss her, and want her to come home soon.

here is some information about her.

if you see her, don’t approach her. call 911 right away.

please, share this and help bring kenzie home.

PEDRO PASCAL SAG Awards | 2024

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Cuddling with your boyfriend Matt during his favorite season.

This is my work. I do NOT authorize plagiarism or "inspiration" at all.

A/N: snuggle up and take a deep breath while we all escape from reality for a minute <3.

With love and big tits, Rose

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There was a slow croak of wind brushing in through the crack of the window. Cold wisps of the fresh breeze contradicted your boyfriend's warm body cuddling yours. 

“I fuckin’ love fall,” Matt hums contently. Curling deeper into his side with his arm slung around you, you let out a sound of agreement. There’s no worries lingering in the back of your mind. The only thing occupying your conscious thoughts was how full of love you felt—how full of peace. A slow, rhythmic beat of your heart seemed to synchronize with Matt’s in the calm silence. “I also love you. A lot–even more than any season or weather,” he announces. Your lips curve upward while your cheeks ache from a flushed hue of red. “Awwww, I made my girl blush, huh?” 

You shove your face further into his chest. Matt laughs at this, cupping his hand over your head and petting your hair soothingly. “Shut upppp.” you whine, your voice muffled into his shirt. 

“--’m sorry, ‘m sorry,” he dryly laughs. Hugging you tighter and closer into him, he presses a kiss to the top of your head. “I just love you. So much, sweetheart, so fuckin’ much.” 

The whisper of his voice is warming tears into your eyes from how overwhelmed the feeling of love is consuming you. There’s no worries in his arms, just a warmth protecting you from the cool autumn air. 

what I wish for life to be:

Stargazing in the middle of nowhere in a cabin, listening to Roslyn while all my family’s asleep. The quiet and peace dreaming about finding love and maybe someone who’d even want to love me. I’m in my feels missing Mattheo Riddle and Theodore Nott

scissor me september.

Help My Two Daughters Escape From Gaza War

Hello everyone..

I am Hadeel Mikki from Gaza, Palestine and this is my husband Waseem Mikki, my daughters Mira and Nadia, My mother Tahani Mikki, and my two brothers.

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Hello everyone.. I am Hadeel Mikki from Gaza, Palestine and this is m… MOHAMED E M Mikki needs your support for Help My Two Daughters Es

Here is our story - Ever since the morning of the 7th of October, none of our lives have been the same. Everything in our lives has been disrupted. The first night since the beginning of the war, our home got partially destroyed because of a very close Israeli strike.

Despite the damage, we stayed home for another two weeks until suddenly and without preparation, we were told to evacuate our homes and we’d be in danger. From this moment our endless journey of suffering and pain began.

Throughout this journey, we later Knew that our home of three floors where my family and my uncle-in-law family live. My uncle family of 5 members did not leave our home and it has got bombed directly and completely destroyed and all of them were martyred.

My father-in-law his heart could not bear all this pain and all this grief; so he got sick. He found himself living the darkest of realities and through the scarcity of medicine and lack of medical resources in the hospitals, he passed away.

My husband, Waseem, was very sad, and my daughters missed their grandfather, who used to play with them and bring them toys.

The situation was very difficult for my children, and my eldest daughter, Mira, kept crying and wanted to go and see her grandfather, and she did not realize that he had gone and would never return.

So we moved in with my husband, children, and I, full of great sadness, with my mother and two brothers, who are the only survivors of my family; They are all that I have left, and I hope that we will all escape with our lives outside of war and destruction, and that my children will survive. We do not want to lose them.

Our future has become unknown, our present is unbearable, unlivable by human standards. We’re stuck in a harsh reality each moment. We live in a constant state of sounds of explosions, bullets raining down on us, artillery shells, and warplanes dropping destructive missiles on us every day.

In addition to our ongoing suffering to this day: lack of resources, humanitarian aid, medicine, and food. We can barely find food for my girls, as they eat one meal during the day and spend the rest of the day crying.

This is my daughters enjoying a life before 7th October.

But now my princess Mira stay alone all the time remember her previous life, her school, her friends, our beautiful life, and all places we were visited with Mira and Nadia as a beautiful family and still cry I need my school, I need my friends, I need my toys.

This is the cry of a mother and father. We hope that our children will be given the opportunity to live in peace and security and have access to food and a safe life like the rest of the children of the world everywhere.

Now I am pregnant in the 4th month , and I don't know how I will get the baby, there is no hospitals , no pregnancy care , no food , no clean water, so I am worried about this pregnant with these circumstances.

Maybe this fundraising effort is like a beacon in the darkness, our sole source of hope that we hold onto tightly. I urge the world to listen to my plea and the sorrowful cries of my Gaza kin. We desperately require the helping hand that can dry our tears and lead us to safety.

Your contribution is more than just money; it's a chance to reconstruct life and illuminate a brighter future. Join us in shaping a tale of hope, as we rely on your support to begin afresh.

The purpose of the fundraising campaign

The objective of this fundraising drive is to secure the passage of my family, comprising my husband, two daughters, mother, two brothers, and myself, through the Rafah Crossing to Egypt. Presently, this journey necessitates £5000 per person. This campaign stands as our sole opportunity for survival, and I earnestly implore your aid during this pivotal juncture. Rest assured, I will furnish you with a detailed breakdown of the expenses, vowing transparency, and lucidity throughout.

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Breakdown of Expenses

• Rafah/Egypt crossing: €5000 per person (a total of €25,000 for five adult family members)

€2,500 per child (a total of €5,000 for two children family members)

• Minimum living costs: €5000

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Hello everyone.. I am Hadeel Mikki from Gaza, Palestine and this is my husband Waseem Mikki, my daughters Mira and Nadia, My mother Tahani

Thank you all for your kindness and support...

Hadeel Makki

so, so, so incredibly true tho

the bond between a girl and their favorite fictional man is both an unstoppable force and an immovable object