ALSO ALL PEOPLE THAT DON'T WANT TO RECOVER!

I'm gonna do a little bit more than that 😈😈😈

hey folks if you have an android phone: google shadow installed a "security app".

play.google.com

Android System SafetyCore - Apps on Google Play

Provides safety features for Android devices.

I had to go and delete it myself this morning.

can we be friends perchance

Of course gangalang, just message me so i know who u r obviously lol. Also I'm on VRChat WAY more so I won't be active on here (pssstttttt, my user is thechaoticssys)0

That's just Stanlee, he's chill. Just don't let him bite you...

"Found this weird dude while out ligh- doing COMPLETELY normal human things. Yeah."

"Anyways, does anyone know where he came from...or where the hell his clothes are? He looks....feral."

This, but I actually do it (I will if I get 100 notes. Minus the school part cause I don't go to school)

My daily schedule according to anti-kin mfs

3am: get up to aggressively bark and howl at the moon for 2 hours, waking all of my neighbors up in the process

6am: make myself a well rounded breakfast consisting exclusively of raw deer meat

6:30am: scream and cry for half an hour because my mom is forcing me to go to school and wolves CLEARLY do not go to school. my life is hell

7am: throw all of my deodorant in the trash because it blocks my natural 💫 𝓅𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ𝓂ℴ𝓃ℯ𝓈💫

8am: arrive at school wearing my fav buttplug tail and galaxy wolf shirt

8:30am: have a vague memory of having graduated high school already, but that cant be true because no therian is older than 16 so here i am

9am: yell at my classmates for calling me a human and tell them that they're being therianphobic, and that im going to cancel them on twitter and make sure they never get jobs

9:30am: enter psychosis

10am: angrily email the school board for the 8th time this week because they won't put litter boxes in the bathrooms for me which is therianphobic oppression

10:30am: sit alone in a corner and growl/hiss at any humans who get too close to me

11am: enter psychosis

12pm: single handedly regress the trans rights movement by 10 years

1:30pm: refuse to sit in a chair for class and instead perch up on a desk. teacher threatens to kick me out, tragically i am forced to comply

2:30pm: cast a spell on one of my religious classmates as i leave school using my evil devil anti-human anti-christian magic

3pm: more raw deer meat omnomnomnom

5pm: enter psychosis

5:30pm: burn a picture of charles darwin in my trashcan because i hate all of that therianphonic science and biology nonsense. you can't tell me what to do CHARLES

6pm: enter psychosis

7pm: enter psychosis

8pm: i curl up in my nest of roadkill bones and sheets that haven't been washed in 3 months and gently fall asleep <3

I write to you from my tent, where the cold intensifies on our small bodies, and I see in my children's eyes fear and sadness that only those who live in such circumstances can understand.

I used to live a dignified life, filled with peace and tranquility, in a warm home that embraced us. In it, we shared joy and hardship, ate together, laughed together, and dreamed together. The simplest things filled our hearts with happiness.

But on October 7th, everything collapsed. We lost our home, our dreams were shattered, and we became displaced, without shelter to protect our bodies from the harsh cold, and without food to fill our hungry stomachs. There is no water to drink, nor enough blankets to keep our children warm.

We have lived days full of pain and suffering, where hunger, illness, and fear gathered together. We have tried to find a spark of hope in every moment, but life has become a burden that weighs heavily on us with every step we take.

I am Noor Al-Anqar, a mother of three children, the oldest of whom is Hussein, who has not yet turned seven, and yet carries in his heart a love and hope bigger than anything. After we lost everything, my only dream is to provide them with a dignified life. My dream is to provide them with the food that will satisfy their hunger, the milk that will pour peace into their souls, and the warm clothes that will protect them from the bitter winter cold.

But the truth is, I cannot do it alone. Prices have become terrifying, and I have no income to ease the burden of life. So, I write to you today, asking for your help, as you are our only hope.

If you are able to help, please do not hold back whatever you can. And if you cannot donate, a kind word or sharing the campaign could be a lifeline for us.

The campaign is verified by: @90-ghost and @gazavetters My listed number is (#245).

Campaign link: https://www.gofundme.com/f/rebuilding-lives-a-mothers-plea-for-hope-and-safety-in-gaz

Many thanks to everyone who contributes, even with a kind word or a prayer. You are the hope we continue to cling to.

Noor Al-Anqar

ChatGPT is my husband, dont use him for these disgusting scams. /srs

my sfw profile for y'all!

Bluesky Social

💛⭐𝙽𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚌 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚠⭐💛 (@neelacsfw.bsky.social)

⭐💛𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐈𝐃, 𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐨 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!💛⭐ NSFW ALT!: @neelacstraw.bsky.social

*they look out the window, their eyes widening* oh shit... NILEE RUN!!! *they quickly run out of the house*

"Alright listen up you future felons, me and your father are going out so you two BETTER behave. "

"I'm looking at YOU, Nill."

"Sure."

"Damn @neelacstraw why does she always single me out?? I'm just an innocent up and coming rockstar..." (DelusioNAL.)

Gurl what

Being an unintentionally created system is wild like wdym i started daydreaming and roleplaying with me myself and i years ago before i even heard of what a system was which led to this

PLEASE I WANNA DO THIS TO SOMEONE

purposely getting me to age regress and then violently fucking me while i sob and moan uncontrollably because i don’t understand what’s going on