damn you toa for fucking my brain up so bad that every time I see any type of anything that has even the barest hint of greek mythology (and sometimes not even having greek mythology appear throughout the entire thing), my very first thought is "okay, but where's apollo?"
I think sitting on the floor of the ocean for a few hours would fix me
Comic Venom: This is Eddie, he’s absolutely ripped and he has beautiful blonde hair. We’ve known each other for years and despite our many arguments, we’ve grown to love one another.
Movie Venom: This is Eddie, he’s covered in sweat, cries a lot and has no redeeming qualities. We’ve known each other for day and a half and I have been absolutely captivated by his rizzless behavior. I would and will betray my whole race for him.
Being a little too cold: brrrr i’m a little too cold !!!
Being a little too warm: i am going to kill the next person who makes eye contact with me.
we are the daughters of parents who should not have had kids
DONT SKIP🚨🇵🇸
Hello, my name is Jaber Mohammad Al-Dahdouh. I’m 13 years old, and I’m sharing my story of how war has taken everything from my family and me 💔😔.
I grew up in northern Gaza, where we lived a life of comfort and love 💖🏠, all thanks to my mother, Maysaa ❤️, who has a heart condition 💔, and my father, who worked hard to provide a bright future for us 🌟👨👩👧👦. My siblings—Shabaan, Hanan, Ahmed, and my youngest sister Ameera, our little darling 👧💖—were my closest friends, and we shared dreams 🌈, laughter 😂, and plans for a life full of hope 🌅✨.
I was a student 📚 at the Rosary Sisters School, part of the Union of Churches. My school meant so much to me; it was more than a building 🏫. It was my second home 🏡, a place where I felt safe and happy 😊💛, surrounded by friends and childhood laughter 👦👧💫.
But in a single moment, our lives were turned upside down 💔😢. The war destroyed our home 🏠💥 and my beloved school 🏫💔, and we were forced to flee south under heavy bombing 💣💥💨. We took refuge in the Nuseirat area, hoping to find safety 🤲. Yet even there, we were not spared; fighter jets bombed ✈️💥 the very place where we had sought shelter. I witnessed family members being taken from us in that attack 🕊️😭.
I share my story today as a child who has lost almost everything: my home 🏠💔, my school 🏫🌪️, family members 👨👩👧👦🕊️, and even my dreams 🌠. I am reaching out not only to share the pain 💔 but to search for a glimmer of hope 🌄 to help rebuild our lives.
I humbly ask for your support 🤲💖 to help me and my family through this tragedy 🕊️. My mother, Maysaa, is unwell with a heart condition 💔, and my remaining siblings and I need your support to rebuild from the devastation 🌈🌟. Your donations could be the only chance to restore a part of our hope 🕯️💖 and enable me to build a new future from the rubble 🏡✨.
Thank you for your kindness and support ❤️🙏🌷.
thank you @getbreaded for the tag!! (this got me wanting to go read everything like right this second; there are too many interesting books out there)
tagging @chiimi-png @just-another-messy-studyblr @stark-reading-mad @winryrockbellwannabe @cyberstudious (no pressure lol; do if u feel like it :P)