Hehe, It Could!! >:333

Anyone can help!

(Real pen the last picture)

It is important for EVERYONE to know how to help ANYONE. Not everyone can give them selves their medicine under every circumstance. Be educated, help out.

In the last year, i have gotten about five new violent allergies from foods i used to be able to eat. Next time i eat a fruit, my throat could close. I may not be able to inject myself. My boyfriend and i played with my trainer pen for like 30 minutes. He knows how to inject it. I know how. This is important.

How to support your mentally ill friends - a guide

instead of saying:

you need therapy ❌️

people won't love you before you love yourself 🚫

that fictional (wo)man isn't real (s)he doesn't love you 👎

you're not an angel sent from heaven, you have a personality disorder 🤬

who the fuck are you get out of my house. is that a GUN OH MY GO- 🤮

try saying instead:

here's my credit card number ✅️

you are sexy and beautiful and amazing and sexy and perfect and sexy and sexy 👍

your fellow divine beings in heaven yearn for your return ✔️

one day you'll be famous and then all those fuckass therapists will be proven wrong 🥰

i am humbled to be graced by your presence queen. i will give you free stuff forever and you never have to work again ever 🤩

My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza

My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.

The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.

Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.

I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.

Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.

I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.

Chuffed

Help Abdelmajed Escape Gaza and Rebuild His Life

My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people

Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.

Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.

Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.

Vetted by @gazavetters

Love without Sex

I’m doing a Philosophy paper on Asexuality. Please reblog if you think Love without Sex is possible! I really need the data. Like if you think love has to have sex.

Why the FUCK is a fetish blog following me (you know who you are)?!

Yaoi is inevitable, don't fight it. 🖤

how the fuck do i animate without a drawing tablet hooked up onto this zamn thing of a laptop (┬┬﹏┬┬)

Motion Capture"

(Verse 1)

November again

the streetlight flickers like it knows

you left your coat in my closet

I still keep the window closed

we held our breath for the flash

inhale

click

exhale

gone

you said

“just be still”

but you were already moving on

If we blink, do we lose it all?

If we breathe, do we let it fall?

(Verse 2)

your house still smells like cedar

like summer pretending it's fall

you were a half-smile in the doorway

I was trying not to call

motion capture,

but we were moving too fast

to ever look still

(Chorus)

I’m a photo you forgot to save

you're a voice in a hallway

I never knew what to say

except

please stay

even if we don’t mean it

even if it’s just for the picture

(Verse 3)

the last leaf’s under snow now

I don’t know what that means

except maybe everything ends

while pretending it’s still green

Motion capture, truth in blur,

Love and loss in a single flash

That frame is past, though we just stood—

Still as stone, like lovers would.

Oh, November, don’t forget me—

I’m just a leaf caught in the memory.

Before it got buried under the snow

(Bridge)

the shutter blinks

and so do we

inhale

click

exile

breathe

(Outro)

you let the light in

but didn’t stay to see it fade

I still pause before I breathe

just in case you want to stay

just in case this time

we get to be

more than

motion capture

@prettyscenekid

reblog if ur doomed by the narrative

fuck italian brainrot,albanian brainrot is 10 times better