¿How Many Poeple To Habla Hispana Likes Hamilton And Another Musicals?

Nazis will never be welcome in paganism. They have no space in our communities, we will have a zero tolerance policy when it comes to nazis. You have no right to the cultures, gods and religions you hijack to spread your disgusting ideologies. You will find no refuge or comraderie amongst pagans.

Reblog to let nazis know they’re not welcome here.

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Peace be upon you, free people of the world and people of merciful hearts.

I send you these words from the heart of the besieged Gaza Strip that is being subjected to genocide.

I send you my words and my heart is filled with pain and sadness for what happened to me and my family.

My name is Kifah from the northern Gaza Strip. My husband Anwar and I were displaced under death and violent bombardment to Deir al-Balah, where we live in tragic and sad conditions.

I speak to you as I live in my beautiful home in the northern Gaza Strip. My home was like a luxurious palace, as my husband and I are from a wealthy family that practices trade and imports. But the war turned me into a poor, miserable woman who has no one to provide for her daily needs after our trade stopped and my home and commercial center in the northern Gaza Strip were destroyed.

I never imagined even once that I would ask for help from anyone, but circumstances forced me to do so, as my life has been turned upside down.

I no longer find food, flour, or water, and I live in a miserable, dilapidated tent that I cannot even prepare for the winter.

gofundme.com

Donate to Helping my family get out of gaza, organized by Anwer Hells

Urgent help please check the end of the story Hello dears! I am Anwer and thank you f… Anwer Hells needs your support for Helping my fami

Please do not hesitate to help me to save me from my tragic circumstances and rebuild my home even if only part of it.. If you cannot help me by donating, please share my story on your page

Another Digital Offering to Lord Apolo and Lord Asclepius

Also, part of the tragedies of this day are that my grandfather is in the hospital and today, Sunday, the day of the sun, I hope that Apollo and Asclepius can listen to me on behalf of my grandfather.

‏Today's vetted fundraisers

Hello, my name is Nader, and I am creating this account on behalf of my nephew, Fares Zaher Hanoun. Fares, who began suffering from epilepsy at the age of fourteen, was undergoing treatment until the war disrupted his life, stripping him of his basic rights and preventing him from continuing his treatment and pursuing his future goals. The war not only worsened his health but also took a toll on his mental well-being. Additionally, his family’s home was severely damaged and is now uninhabitable. Fares is seeking to raise $60,000 to cover the costs for himself and his family of eight to enter Egypt, where he hopes to resume his treatment and live in peace and security.

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Donate to Help Fares get treatment and achieve his dream., organized by Nader Hannoon

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@el-shab-hussein @nabulsi @irhabiya @wellwaterhysteria @stuckinapril @moayesh @appsa @sar-soor

Today I got the news that I will be part of a play at my school, I saw what you did Lord Dionysus (and I thank you very much)

Happy Anthesteria everybody ^^ 🍇🍷🎉

Jejeje :3

i love that seals can just

Another Digital Offering to Lord Hermes

I know no one asked me but I still wanted to do this little (not so little) thing.

A young elf of perhaps 19 years old was on the floor of his airship writhing in pain as he silently moaned for help,an almost completly eaten caramel apple was next yo him,his chest ached and his crystal flickered a bright reddish Hue.

“Sportacus,you’re having a sugar overdose,You need healthy sweets”

He heard a familiar voice Speak to him hoping to hear some answer.

“I-I’m sorry...”

It was the only thing he could.

“¿Sportacus?”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,I’m sorry,l’m so sorry”

He said over and over whispering between sobs that began to come out of his mouth,causing him to choke on them in the process,tears rolling down his cheeks until they reached his mouth,that salty taste disgusted him.

Suddenly,a millon memories came to mind,the memory of being that child that everyone Made fun of in his homeland because of his hyperactivity,the memory of hearing his mother cough uncontrollably,the memory of seeing his father having to bear the fact that his wife’s life was coming to an end,the memory of being surrounded by many people including relatives who had nevera seen in his life say goodbye to his mother while he hid behind his father yo nobody saw him cry.

An apple rolled out of a hole in the wall to fall next yo him.

“Sportacus,eat that,It will help you”

The elf didn’t even think twice and took the apple,he was desperate,so ir It helped that excruciating pain go way,then he wouldn’t even wonder what he was eating.

He took a very big bite of the apple and after chewing It a little,the taste made him feel a little better,and when he swallowed It completly the pain in him was gone.

“Sportacus,You had an overdose of sugar,¿How did It happen?”

Questioned the femele voice of the aircraft.

“I...I was eating a caramel apple that someone gave me in twon...I didn’t think It would affect me so much”

He said as he stood up.

“But It affected You,be more careful the next time”

“Yes...I’m sorry”

“Sportacus,¿Why were you apologizing for earlier?”

“I...no...that’s not important”

“It’s okey but ¿Are You ok?”

“Yes,I’m fine,It’s more,maybe it’s to train a little,I’m sure that will cheer me up a bit”

He said as he began to stretch trying to get out of that Situation without the computer realizing that It wasn’t really right.

He Is not well.

English Is not my mother touge.I used Google traslate to do this,so feel free to correct any spelling errors.

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Dead girl walking bitches

JD: V-veronica? What are you doing in my room?

Veronica: