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A True Hero

“It's just a small handful of ibuprofen, and it will help the words fade away."

Historians will call them party members

Jovi belongs to @sm-baby

there was a well-meaning international student (learning english) in my workspace who came up to me and asked "how is your handsome white boy?" and it took me a few seconds to realize she was not in fact asking about my twink spouse but my white dog

🕊️ Please Take a Moment to Read Nadin’s Story

My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.

I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.

My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.

I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.

This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.

If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.

Chuffed

Help Nadin Keep Her Life Stitched Together

My name is Nadin I’m a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza who are trying to hold on — to hope, to our families, to any piece

I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.

Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.

This is something and I relate

me: i dunno ive kind of been in a good mood lately :-) i think i might be getting better

the fourth dimensional higher being that's been betting with its buddies on whether or not my mind is going to fold in on itself, sweating (they really need the money): i have to give it a new personality disorder

Never going to give you up 😀

Spin the wheel. This is now your theme song.

Yes

the word cherry reminds me of the word sapphic (idk why) so now I think cherries are very sapphic for no reason

i discovered who brennan lee mulligan was today

This

ai does not belong in creative spaces. period.

How the hell did you get his hair to GLOW

⛧°. ⋆𓌹 Vampire Tomu 𓌺⋆. °⛧