do you actually think that reporting mentally ill ppl’s safe spaces helps them in any way? do you think your some sort of saint by doing so? think it makes a difference?
NO. IT DOESN’T.
you’re the one who causes us most pain. causing us to lose the one place where we can be ourselves without the fear of judgement.
most of us don’t have a space like this irl. most of us don’t have friends to confide in, or a therapist to talk to. most of us don’t even have parents who love us.
so if you’re not actually gonna do smth abt our pain, then don’t pretend you care by taking away the one space were we feel comfortable.
BPD : big penis disorder
ASPD : awesome superb penis disorder
NPD : nice penis disorder
HPD : heavy penis disorder
THATS FUCKING REAL?! OH GOD WHAT
OMFG I HATE OLD MEN PRETENDING TO BE TEENAGE GIRLS WHAT THE FUCK
Why the FUCK is a fetish blog following me (you know who you are)?!
my favorite comment section ever on Pinterest since it describes me so well
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.
My reaction whenever i see someone calling trauma bonding "sexy"
IM SORRY??? BUT LIKE DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS?! ∑( 口 ||
PLEASE search up what it means. Trauma bonding isn't two people with trauma bonding over it.
when she says she doesn’t send nudes
aosjdsidskfhfnfrgijfk ghnti ITS BEEN OVER 30 MINUTES WHY ON EARTH HAVEN'T THEY TEXTED BACK
when i pick up something new and i'm not immediately better at it than more talented people who have been practicing for years
Ignore/block, don't report!! just a silly ventish blog. I go by co btw
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