I love it when I have one(1) single event planned and now because of it I spend the rest of the day preparing myself for this event because I almost never plan anything and now that I do have something planned I can't focus on anything else but it
Found a paper plane lying on the floor in at the mall. Took it home and painted it
When there's a kitty at the function >>>>>>
btw here's a cat Masya that belongs to one of my friends.
Damn I got jumpscared by one of my posts suddenly gaining some traction?? I usually post stuff without tagging it and saying 'it will find it's audience' to myself,and then it never does and gets like 0 notes,but all of the sudden I see like..22 notifications from tumblr. How tf did that happen.
My Father and Brother Between Illness and War: A Call from the Heart of Pain💔
In Gaza, where the sounds of bombing mingle with the wailing of patients, and where survival becomes a daily miracle, I live between two battles whose flames never cease. The first is a war that steals everything from us, and the second is two diseases that are ravaging the two most precious people in my life: my father and my brother. 💔
My father, the man who once supported me, is now helpless in the face of a disease ravaging his body. He needs treatment, but he can't find it in a city besieged by death from every angle. He looks at me with eyes full of patience, but he doesn't hide his pain. I wish I could comfort him, tell him that everything will be okay, but how can I say that when I have no medicine or even a promise of life? Here are my father's medical reports.
As for my brother, his condition is no better. His weak body is unable to resist, and his illness worsens day by day. I see him suffering silently, trying to be strong so as not to increase my father's pain, but I see the pain in his eyes, in the trembling of his voice, in his gaze searching for hope in a city that has given nothing but despair. This is my brother's medical report.
Between war and disease, we are besieged by need. There is no medicine, no treatment, not even enough to fight this pain. I try to be strong, to cling to hope, but how can I achieve it while we are stuck in the midst of this devastation?
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I am not writing these words to complain, but rather because perhaps they will reach a living heart, a person who still believes that helping others is the greatest thing a person can do. My father and brother need nothing more than a chance for treatment, a helping hand, a heart that feels what we are experiencing here.
I write these words with a heart filled with fear, but I still believe that goodness has not died, and that there are those who will hear this call and extend a helping hand to us at a time when we need mercy most.
Happy Birthday to Zenigata from Lupin the third!!! My favorite silly detective (*˘︶˘*).。*♡
A FEW OF THE BRACELETS I MADE TODAY
If things won't get better I might start murdering people
Hello there(≧▽≦)!! .(he/him). I just post my thoughts,sketches and other crafts here.
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