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*gets different kinds of pseudoscience confused* you only use 10% of your brain until you're 25
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If you wish to support my work (and if you can), please join my Purrtreon. 🐈⬛🤍
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Honestly, the Uma lane pictured here is atrocious as a piece of public infrastructure. Only a thin line of paint separates Umas from cars. They may be moving at similar speeds, but in a head-on collision, pound-for-pound, m₁v₁+m₂v₂, that Uma is dying. You know, like some sort of bicyclist.

I mean, c'mon.
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Do you have at least 1 living grandparent?
#Dad’s Mom is still kicking at 77#unfortunately she’s in a wheelchair now#blind now and has dementia#Mom’s Mom died in 2002#Dad’s Dad died in 2018#A couple of months after Mom’s Dad died in 2017#And Mom’s Step Dad died in 1993
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I am Mohammed, I live in the northern besieged Gaza Strip, I am 21 years old, I have always tried to create a beautiful future for myself in which I achieve all my wishes. I had ambitions and dreams, but they evaporated because of the war, but I still want to achieve them despite the siege. During the war, I lost many things, including my university, my dreams, my job, and some friends. Despite that, I still want to achieve my dreams and ambitions. I want to rebuild my life again, so please help me in that and rebuild my life. Therefore,
please donate as much as you can because that helps me a lot. If you cannot donate, tell people about my suffering.






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I lost my baby after 6 months of hope… No words can describe the pain 💔💔
I share this update with a heart weighed down by sorrow and heartbreak…
We are still living in the heart of catastrophe. Ongoing starvation, fear, and the lack of safety have destroyed what remains of our humanity. We lost our home, our jobs, our dreams… we lost the life we once knew!
I lost my baby after six months of pregnancy. Six months during which I awaited his birth as a sole beacon of hope amid death and destruction. I held onto him as a symbol of a new beginning… but he left before seeing the light of day. 💔😭
The miscarriage was difficult and painful. My body could no longer endure. I became unable to move, and my health has sharply deteriorated. My heart tears apart every moment I remember that I lost my baby…🥹
My family and I are now suffering from severe malnutrition. We’ve lost a great deal of weight and can no longer find anything to satisfy our hunger. We need flour, basic foods, nutritional supplements, and urgent medicines so I can regain my strength and care for my child and family who are still alive and struggling every day to survive.


I know you have never hesitated to help, and you have always been a symbol of humanity. But today I write to you with the last strength I have left… because my life and the lives of my family are in your hands.
Your support now means life for us… it means we have not been forgotten in this hell.
From the depths of my heart, Please not leave us alone in these moments.

Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #152 ) ✅
This campaign has also been verified by @90_ghost ✅
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when they can't sleep, other people count sheep. i try and work out the doctor's chronology and where the fugitive doctor fits in
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lots of keychains, pins, and charms are now in my shop!
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