No one:
Me and you guys:
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After a full year of continuous suffering
My husband finally broke his silence, speaking words that had been stuck in his heart for so long, words that carry indescribable pain!💔😓
The war has not only destroyed our home, but it has torn apart our souls and deprived our children of the safety they deserve. With a voice weighed down by sorrow
The war has left us with nothing but memories that have faded amidst the ruins, and dreams that were once our reality 😢💔
Now, we live in a tattered tent, waiting for mercy from the sky to rescue us from this endless cycle of hardship. I am not asking for much, only a safe place for my children, a dignified life where they can grow up without fear.
Please, listen to his plea, just two minutes of your precious time. We are in desperate need of your support to reclaim even a fragment of the humanity that the war has taken from us. 😢💔
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how it feels to shift after doing your hair, showering, shaving, putting on lotion, and changing your sheets
Me whenever the group chat has (more) drama to share:
Y’all I’m so tired and exhausted (not like my username says so) from walking all day😩. I wore boots with heels and that shit hurted. (I know that’s spelt incorrectly, I’m not illiterate, yet.)
I’ve fallen into the niche side of the IT fandom help
BOOPS FOR EVERYONE
HAHAHAHA THEY LOOK LIKE INSECTS (im sorry)
It’s a twin thing
The morning after Althea had to spend yet another sleepless night because of the two freaks:
Meanwhile Logan:
P.S. Neither of the two idiots was drunk.
I hate the fact I have so much love that I can’t show. Whenever I express the fact I love everyone, I’m called a weirdo. Like, yes, I would go up to a stranger and ask them if they would like a hug. Yes, I would tell them I love them. Yes, after all of that, I’d ask them for their name. I don’t know why it’s so hard to understand.