Thinking About The “need A Achilles To My Patroclus” And Realizing I Met My Achilles, All I Can Think
thinking about the “need a achilles to my Patroclus” and realizing I met my achilles, All I can think about is my home girl..let’s call her tree.. Every time she looked at me it felt like she was looking into my soul, holding it in her hands and whispering how everything’s gonna be okay. She made me feel like a person, brought me back when i spiraled, cleaned me up when i relapsed. Moving away felt like leaving apart of my soul behind with her. Maybe we wouldn’t work out as a couple but she was my everything. She was my weird, silly situationship/homoerotic friendship from 7th grade, I KNOW.. 7th grade “your too young to be in love” blah blab blah. Then why does my heart beat to the syllables of her name when i think of her. Why is her name carved into my heart.
on another note, i don’t think she likes me anymore, on her birthday in October i texted her happy birthday and she didn’t respond until i texted her about my birthday IN AUGUST OF THIS YEAR. but yknow im not hurt, okay i am but lets pretend im not, but yknow i know she saw it, i saw the read receipt, hopefully she saw it and just forgot. I always loved to see her eyes light up when i reminded her about sleepovers, was it casual? yes? no? all of the above. Yeah, we kissed but it wasnt US it was our made up characters; Kyle and Jake the frat boys discovering their feelings for eatchother and having to keep it a secret from the other guys in the house. I was Kyle, i wore my hat backwards, sagged my khaki shorts and lived in sandals. Jake did the same but he was also smart, or maybe that was just tree, gosh she was so smart, she was extremely well read, incredible at writing, a skilled mathematician and she could play the guitar.i would give anything to be by her side on the bus taping trash into our sketchbooks, and laughing about kyle and Jake, while one of the songs she was learning played from her voice memos. I liked how she always had corded earbuds, gave me a reason to be close to her, I remember sitting on her balcony, cigarettes after sex playing from my shitty iPhone speaker as we smoked a cigarette we stole from her mom. Our other friends were inside fast asleep on the extra mattress, Tree let me sleep in her twin bed with her, the town was quiet, the moon was lush and everything was perfect.
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🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️🩹
Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.
This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.
Our Journey So Far
When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.
But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.
Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:
🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.
😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.
💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
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Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.
Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.
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