That's me everyday dude get on my level
this sucks so bad i need to (remembers suicide jokes only make my mental health worse) join a secret society revolving around elaborate eye motifs, literature and also fire-fighting
I feel I've reached my final form
I collect shiny things and my eyebags are really dark
I'm a raccoon.
My brain has like 20-1000 tabs open, there's music coming from at least 4 of them, I don't know which ones, reality is only one tab, and at least 5 of them I haven't used in like... A week.
you're cute and it's Wednesday
you're cute and it's tuesday
It's okay I just need it by Friday
I'm sorry, I need to borrow one of your lungs.
*borrows one of your lungs*
I'll give it back in a little bit. I think I already apologized but just in case I didn't I'm sorry
No don't do that
ANGRY !!!!!!!!!!!!
no it's
being
interrogated
because I've never met a bisexual that wasn't an absolutely lovable BItch
the Bi in Bisexual stands for
Blove
ieveryone ❤️💜💙
I got an ask to reblog this, and I simply couldn't say no. I haven't done anything with my asks in a while but I was going through them, and I've never been more upset to not have $10
Hello, My name is Mosab, and I live in Gaza with my family. Life here has become harder than I ever imagined, and I’m writing this with hope in my heart that you might hear our story.
The ongoing war has devastated my family. We’ve lost 25 family members—each one a beloved part of our lives, taken too soon. I miss them deeply—their laughter, their presence, their love. Every day is a reminder of this unimaginable loss.
We are now facing daily challenges to survive—things that most people take for granted, like food, clean water, and a safe place to sleep. The harsh realities of life here have replaced our dreams with the constant fight for survival.
💔 Lost Stability: The war has left us without work or a stable source of income.
📚 Dreams on Hold: Like so many here, my family’s dreams have been replaced by the need to simply survive.
😢 Unimaginable Loss: Losing 25 loved ones has left a void that can never be filled.
I’m sharing our story with the hope that someone out there might care. Even $10 can make a big difference for us, and if you’re unable to donate, just reblogging this post can help spread the word.
Your kindness, no matter how small, is something we’ll never forget.
Your support is not about changing our entire situation—it’s about giving us a little relief, a little hope, and a way to keep going. We are not asking for much, and we understand if you can’t donate. Sharing our story is just as valuable to us as a donation.
Thank you for reading this far. It means the world to us to know that someone is listening. Your kindness gives us strength and helps us believe in a better tomorrow.
With all our gratitude,
Mosab and Family ❤️
MY TURN NEXT?
I'm kicking dysphoria's ASS today. I feel GORGEOUS :)
I'm not Christian but honestly the original Bible slaps so hard
I'll get more gay if that's possible
I'm gonna get more bisexual.
I will!! I swear it!!!!
TransmascI say I'm gay, tbh I don't actually know : |I hope you all leave me alone but at the same time please talk to me
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