LOOKIT EM LOOKIT THAT LITTLE PIECE OF GOOGOO AROACE GAGAGAE

*insert something backhanded and snarky that Moon!Donnie said*

you’re beautiful 💕💕

POGLAJ GA KAKO JE FAMOZAN

I love Death lmao

Help me 💔🩸

We are a family against whom war has devastated us from all directions. I ask you to stand by us and help us so that we can protect ourselves and restore our lives. Look how our life was before

Now how has our life become

Currently reading a neat book called Becoming Dangerous that's a collection of essays on queer community, witchcraft, and rebellion, and I just. Pretty much every single essay so far focuses on sex in one way or another.

And I get it, that's a core aspect to the lives of a *lot* of people, no hate to them, but I think the problem for me is that sexual relationships are taught to really be the only way you can be emotionally close to someone. It's the only way community can really happen.

For all the love of found family tropes, people in the wild will always be assumed to be dating, if not fucking, if not relatives, all before they're possibly considered friends.

And being friends is treated like the budding flower of "something more". I can still remember how it stung to know that one of my incredibly queer friends admitted to struggling with understanding platonic relationships and intimacy. I remember the surging frustration and anger when my mother told her boyfriend I was having a sleepover and the boyfriend asked if it was a sleepover or a Sleepover wink wink nudge nudge.

Because you're never "just" friends, right? It always has to be the groundwork for "something more".

Storms forbid you enjoy the company of someone you're not romantically and/or sexually involved with.

Storms forbid you're fulfilled by it.

so im reading serbian lit for this class... stahp please stopppp

A day where everyone's happy and nothing happened and they're all just being funky little teens in the human realm🥲

A Family's Unending Journey for Safety in Gaza

My name is Mohammed, and I’m 35 years old, working as a nurse in a hospital here in Gaza. My wife, Diana, is 27, and together we’re trying to give our two young daughters a safe, stable life in a place that knows so little of either.

Our journey began in December 2023. That was when the military ordered us to evacuate our home in Al-Nuseirat. With only minutes to decide, we grabbed what we could carry, took our little girls, and moved to Khan Yunis, hoping it would be safer.

But our time there was short. We were ordered to leave Khan Yunis, so we packed up again and moved to Rafah. For a moment, we let ourselves hope that this would be the end of our running, that maybe we could start to rebuild. But Rafah wasn't safe either. Another order came, and we had no choice but to return to Al-Nuseirat, despite the dangers.

Today, we're renting a small apartment in Al-Nuseirat. It barely fits us, but it's the only place we can go. We live every day in fear, wondering if the next evacuation order will come. Each move takes away a bit more of the stability we try so hard to create for our girls. Every time we’re forced to flee, it feels like we leave behind pieces of the life we’ve worked to build.

There’s little left to hold on to but each other, and the hope that maybe one day we’ll finally find safety.

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