BUNNYDOLL YOU ARE NEVER BEATING THE MARRIED COUPLE ALLEGATIONS I FEAR
NO NO
Preach Sister, I've never N E V E R been on twitter because of the toxic community. It's scary! Tumblur gives me that since of community where if your different of feel different about a topic your not beat up verbally of doxxed behind it.
Main reason I was so scared to get on social media tbh...
I love tumblr with my following and sane people
because I returned for 1 second on twitter and people were calling girls into softer shades of pink "racist" for the millionth time once in a while for engagement and soft-girl hate circlejerking lmfao
A blade of swirling smoke and reddened eyes 💨🍃
This started as a joke but I think I committed to hard - happy 420 😎
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may i have this dance ?
I am in the process of getting a job, I’ve applied to 4 places and done my interviews as of the pst few days but it could take 2-3 weeks before I hear back!
I have an overdraft charge on my bank account.. I accidently went a negative 10 dollars due to two pending purchases and because I don’t have an income I got hit with a massive overdraft fee and am now negative 140??? bucks or so- anything I get I’ve been immediately sending to it but I can’t keep up and it’s stressing me out so much.
Literally begging at this point just so I can pay off this debt please, anything helps
they're just hugging trust me
Send this to all your favourite moots and throw pumpkins at them, too! WE'RE KEEPING THE PUMPKIN TRAIN GOING 🎃🎃🎃🎃‼️‼️
AWWIE LUNAAAAA😭
Help if y’all can pls
Hello, my name is Rola, and I am a mother of two children living in the Gaza Strip. Our lives were once filled with love, laughter, and dreams for the future. But everything changed on October 7th, when the war shattered not only our home but our entire world.
That morning, my family and I were enjoying coffee together on the balcony. Out of nowhere, an explosion erupted, shaking our home violently. My husband and son ran for cover, falling over each other in panic, while I stood frozen, still holding my cup, unable to process the chaos around me. When I looked out the window, I saw that our neighbor’s house, once filled with life, had been reduced to rubble. Ambulances rushed to the scene as people scrambled to rescue the injured and pull bodies from the debris.
The bombings didn’t stop. At night, the rain poured heavily, and the cold seeped into our bones. I stayed awake, covering my children to keep them warm and praying for their safety. But safety is an illusion here. Another explosion shattered the night, and our neighbors’ home was destroyed. Their children, who had been sleeping peacefully under a blanket, were found lifeless, their cover soaked in blood.
I looked at my children with tears in my eyes and thought, How can I protect you? We had to flee our home with nothing but the clothes on our backs. We left behind my children’s toys, their clothes, and their beautiful bedroom. Everything we had worked so hard to build is gone.
Our Current Reality Now, we are displaced and living in a nightmare. Food is scarce, and prices are unimaginably high—$10 for a kilo of sugar! The fear of death hangs over us constantly. My children deserve a life of joy and hope, not one defined by fear and loss. Why can’t we live like everyone else—go to work, visit family, and watch our children play in safety? Why do our children have to grow up surrounded by death and destruction?
How You Can Help I am pleading for your kindness to help us rebuild our lives. We need your support to: 💔 Rebuild our home, so my children can feel safe again. 🌍 Evacuate from Gaza, seeking a future where my family can live with dignity. 🩺 Provide urgent medical care for my children, who need protection from this nightmare.
Even the smallest donation can make a difference. If you can’t donate, please share my story. Every share brings us closer to hope.
What Your Support Means Your kindness is not just about helping us survive; it’s about giving us a chance to dream again. To rebuild what we’ve lost and to ensure my children have a future filled with possibilities, not fear.
Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Your support means the world to us. Let’s work together to rebuild hope, one step at a time.
🌸 Please share our story and consider donating today. 🌸
Some more beta bunnydoll !
They match each other's freak.
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