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you can go back to the past but nobody’s there

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Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.

Mary Oliver

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me, with tears in my eyes: time to make a joke

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Or maybe It's 4 AM and I'm sleepy and delusional

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There's this guy i love talking to mai jab jab usse baat krti hu mujhe neend aane lagti hai what is it??? Is this a sign from the gods saving me from yet another tragedy or that theory about falling asleep quickly when you're with the right one is real???? Help needed

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How can a person know everything at 18 but nothing at 22???????? Whattttt it's happening guyss send helpppp🕊

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I dont know about you but I'm feeling 22🥰

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Arey bc neend aaja

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We are literally in middle of a war ye kya hai bhnchod out of syllabus band karo yr isee . Ganpati bappa please keep everyone safe and i hope this ends soon

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I love a crazy woman, like tell me again you would kill me rather than seeing me with someone else.

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A relationship so pure and inherently romantic where the thought of sex doesn't even occur in your mind once.

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🕊️ 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.

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.

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i love when flowers close in the evening like good night girl i love you sleep tight

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hi can i come over n sob into ur lap