All this time thinking about your Net Worth when we should be thinking about the fertile Wet Earth
this song is so ladrien coded i am NOT normal about these two
Feluka doodles, I miss dearly (they have never interacted)
Was looking for a book today when I saw these various animal books all on the same shelf and noticed their titles made a nice little impromptu poem about veterinary medicine
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
shaking and biting and clenching my fists so hard
go talk to the melody boy already
ok ive actually been spelling it wrong this whole time and that's why it didnt show up on any site and that after like half an hour of searching wow
i kept on writing serverance and getting old tamil movies on sites it's fucking severance
i reaalllyy wanna watch serverence but I dont got an appletv subscription nor can I pirate it anywhere😔
yknow I really love that the whole point of the episode was breaking free, standing up, fighting back — and then it all ends on a line of complete obedience. all of those lessons and heartfelt moments and rising up and such, only to end with “yes, father.”
Here's a few of the adults in my Miraculous lb reboot
Gabriel, Nathalie, Sabine, Tom, and Andre and Audrey~
miraculous ladybug seasons 1-3 ladynoir + text posts