I Love How “Holding Out For A Hero” (especially The Shrek Version) Just Enhances My Urge To Be Really
I love how “Holding Out for a Hero” (especially the Shrek version) just enhances my urge to be really really very absolutely GAY rn
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‼️Finally a ceasefire, We will return home‼️
Hello, I'm Lama from Gaza... I lost everything I owned... my house, my job and our car... 😞
We have nothing left... but thank God the ceasefire took place today at 8:30 in the morning... we will return to Our beloved city after more than 8 months of absence...but the joy is incomplete due to the great destruction. Nothing remains as it was.😔😭
This is my house before and after⬇️⬇️⬇️
All our memories have been erased, nothing remains...
We also need you to stand with us so that we can rebuild our beautiful Gaza, and so that we can complete our lives and build a new home.😔🫂🙏
thinking of a QUEER twist to this Barong Tagalog I’m wearing…
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Imagine A mosh pit for the gays ; everyone is voguing and deathdroping to toxic by Britney Spears.
My brother was diagnosed with depression years before I was, and because of that he started therapy years before I did.
I still remember when I was a young teen and he was playing a Nirvana song and he stopped it at this one line: “I miss the comfort of being sad”
He told me that when you start to get better, there’s a part of you that misses being sad and that if you start feeling that way you have to be extra extra aware and careful because if you indulge the feeling you’ll go down a self-destructive spiral
And even though that was years and years ago, I think about it all the time. Especially when I’m reading discourse on the idea of getting so attached to mental illness as an identity that you don’t want to improve things because you feel safe in it and don’t know who you are without it
I always think of that line “I miss the comfort of being sad” and my brother’s warning
I hope everyone can help my family🙏
Hello everyone,
I will tell you my story about the war in the Gaza Strip, and I hope you will help me get out to safety. Thank you very much. I am Ali Miqdad, 33 years old, and my wife, Aya Hamdan, 25 years old. I have two children, my beloved, who is 5 years old and Adam, who is 2 years old
In light of the war on us, we lost everything: home, money, business, and even clothes. I paid everything in the house and business that I had because of the bombing that we witnessed throughout the days. To this day, we have been displaced several times, and the first night was very difficult. In the morning, it was our first displacement and exit from the house, and then we lost. We all lost our beautiful memories and the wonderful things that me and the family used to live on
We lost our beautiful memories and the wonderful things that my family and I used to live on. The hardest thing we lost was safety and peace due to the violent bombing that surrounded us at every time and moment and in all the places to which we were displaced. Also, the days that we spent in displacement several times were difficult due to the lack of work to obtain. For money, clothes, food, water, and meeting the needs of the family and the needs of the children, especially since we are in tents and there is no healthy food or medicine due to the spread of diseases.
Through the process of repeated displacement, we lost the stable and recreational life that I used to live with my wife, my children, Habiba and Adam, who lost their beautiful childhood, the first days of their childhood, and their toys that they loved and played with all the time. My daughter, Habiba, lost her studies in kindergarten, and my wife, who suffers from fatigue and exhaustion all the time. As a result of displacement from one place to another, and from tent to tent, which completely changed the nature of our lives from a beautiful house to a tent in the middle of the street in which we sleep.
I need your cooperation and help in raising money to leave the Gaza Strip because the exit from the Gaza Strip is due to the war
I hope everyone will donate for my family and children🙏❤️
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‼️We still need your help... We want to live and stay in this life🫂‼️
Hello, I'm Lama from Gaza. As you know, we lost everything we owned...our house, our work, our car, and members of my family, and we are trying to survive. 💔😭
Our memories, our home, our lives, everything no longer exists, nothing remains as it was, and now we need your help again. My gofundme campaign has been cancelled, and now I have created a campaign on chuffed to continue and to fight in this difficult life. 😭🥶
With your presence, we will complete our lives and continue.🙏🫂🫂
This was our home before, and now we are in a worn-out tent. Help us ... Our lives have become homelessness, displacement, hunger and destruction.🙏🫂😔
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Donate & share my campaign, I need you...🙏🙏🙏
Please listen carefully Please listen carefully🙏 I need you to read this..🥹
On the seventh of October I am teacher Mahmoud Atta. I work as a teacher teaching secondary school students.
On October 7th, I was getting ready to go to school. On October 7th, while I was getting ready to go to school, my life was completely turned upside down. Israel declared war on Gaza. After that, they announced their entry into the roads and cities and forced us to leave the city from Khan Yunis to Rafah
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We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. If you survived, your brother would not.
We've all seen the end of the world movies on the big screen. We have all seen end of the world movies on cinema screens, but what we saw was real and not imaginary. I wish it was imaginary.
We finally arrived in Rafah Finally we arrived in Rafah, the safe city as it is called, but where to go? The sea is behind us, the weather is freezing, and the borders are closed with Egypt on the other side and Israel on the third and fourth sides. I found myself making a tent out of nylon for myself and my family.
No water, no electricity, no food, no place to go to the bathroom, no life. I wish I had died sooner.
We returned after a long time to our city.After a long time, we returned to our city. The first sight was that a giant monster had entered the city and left it in ruins, so much so that I did not recognize my house or my neighborhood. Oh my God, is this Khan Yunis?
fI searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed. I searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed.
Today I stand before you to search for Today I stand in your hands to search for any help to restore myself again thanks to you.. I am waiting for your help
