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Alright chat drop your favourite Colette ships I wanna hear ‘em

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Brawls stars brain is kicking in again and idk if anyone made content of this already BUT

Thinking about Emz and Colette ship <3 weird girl x popular girl (I think? She owns a hairspray brand afterall)

Colette talking to Emz about ALL of her interests while Emz listens without a clue of what she even means (MY BELOVED)

Emz doing Colette's makeup (even if Colette couldn't care less about makeup) and she's sweating the entire time because it's that one photo of two girls doing makeup and one is straddling the other.

Also the context with Edgar would seem funny, like imagine crushing on a really pretty girl but she wants your another girl who's your coworker.

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lily n her ugly ass booger no one cares about

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happy pride.

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📌Don't skip please 🙏please help , we sre starving 😖☄️

Hello.

We are in Gaza 🇵🇸

are suffering from hunger,😞 destruction, displacement, disease and bombing, where the weak in Gaza have becomes. It is catastrophic because food is not available for humans, so what about animals?

I have two cats 🐈🐈and I have not found food for them because their food is very expensive and not available. I ask you to help in providing food for them. and to my family 🙏🙏

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"Please, do not ignore my story. Your donation and sharing this message is a part of your humanity and support for us. Every help, no matter how small, makes a huge difference in my life and my children's lives. Be our voice, be the hope for those who have lost everything." 🇵🇸🍉🙏🏼

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #521 )✅️

Share, donate, help us survive. 🕊️❤️

In a corner of Gaza, my family and I are drowning in destruction, with the echoes of suffering surrounding us. I sat beside my modest tent, hastily erected after losing my home in the latest bombing. The faces of my family tell stories of patience and resilience, with lines of time etched upon them, as if they were records of unforgettable events. 🇵🇸⏳🍉

I once lived in a small home, filled with the laughter and voices of my children. Today, I have become a witness to the agony of displacement. The bombing forced me to flee with my children after a shell struck our home, leaving behind years of memories and simple belongings I never imagined would become unreachable. 🏚️💨

Every morning, I leave my tent and go to work, using a clay oven to provide food for my children. Meanwhile, my youngest son heads to the charity kitchens that offer aid, waiting for long hours under Gaza’s scorching sun. Despite the exhaustion that weighs down his frail body, he carries the food mixed with his tears and returns with a fake smile, hiding behind it the burdens of his struggles. 🍞🥀

At night, when everyone else is asleep, I remain seated at the entrance of my tent, gazing at the dark sky, reminiscing about days gone by… about my home that was once filled with warmth. Yet, I still find remnants of hope in my heart—a hope that one day peace will return, and my children and I will live in a new home, filled with joy. 🌙🏡✨

In moments of solitude, I find peace in prayer and supplication. I plead to God to protect Gaza and its people, to wipe away the dust of sorrow from our hearts. I always repeat🇵🇸🍉🌿

"We are here to remind the world that we are stronger than war, and we will rebuild our lives anew, no matter the cost!" 🙏

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Imagine being an Information Technology student, your days filled with lectures, coding projects, and dreams of a better future. Then one day, your entire world is upended. You find yourself standing atop the ruins of your home, the bitter wind biting through your clothes as you stare at the devastation stretching endlessly before you. In the blink of an eye, your world has transformed from textbooks and computer screens to survival amid the wreckage of a genocide.

Images: (Top) Mahmoud before the start of the conflict. (Bottom) Mahmoud, standing atop the ruins of his home, destroyed by occupation attacks.

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Story written by @rumiandroses

Before the war, Mahmoud was an Information Technology student at Gaza University, harboring dreams of building a brighter future for his family. Those dreams were shattered when the university was bombed, classes were suspended, and his home in Khan Yunis was reduced to ruins. Now, Mahmoud and his family live in a makeshift tent in a displacement camp, fighting to survive without water, electricity, or access to food.

The winter cold seeps through every threadbare inch of the tent, and the howling wind drowns out the silence left by everything they’ve lost. With his father sick and his brother in need of medical care, Mahmoud shoulders the burden of his family’s survival alone. Every day is a battle against hunger and despair, a struggle to find clean water and enough food to keep his loved ones alive.

Despite the ceasefire, the nightmare continues. The streets of Gaza are lined with hollow buildings and shattered glass, a grim reminder that peace is a fragile but unwavering hope. The infrastructure is decimated, jobs are nonexistent, and the people are left to fend for themselves amid the wreckage. Mahmoud's dreams of finishing his education are now intertwined with a desperate plea for survival—for the chance to escape Gaza, to rebuild their lives, to turn the page on this chapter of endless loss.

Your support can help Mahmoud continue his education outside of Gaza, to rebuild what was destroyed, and to keep his family alive through the darkest winter they’ve ever known.

Please consider making a donation to help Mahmoud's family rebuild, or by sharing his story so his call for help can reach others who can.

You can donate to Mahmoud's GoFundMe campaign [HERE].

Mahmoud’s campaign has been vetted by @gazavetters, and is (#063) on their list of verified campaigns. His campaign has also been vetted by @beesandwatermelons, and is (#190) on their list of verified campaigns

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To everyone with a beating heart...

I no longer have anything... no home, no security, not even a chance for a decent life.💔🥲

After my father's death, I suddenly found myself responsible for a broken family, without support, without shelter, living on the margins of life.

Our house was completely destroyed, nothing left but rubble... We now live in a small tent torn apart by the winds and stung by the cold nights.

I am a young man, desperately searching for work, but no one listens, no one extends a hand...

And my little sister, not even one year old, cries from hunger, and I cannot even offer her milk or a clean diaper.

The sound of her cries kills me every time I am unable to meet her most basic needs...

And the real pain? That I cannot promise her a better tomorrow.

I appeal to you, knocking on the doors of your hearts: Help us... Save what remains of us.

Any amount, any support, is life for us... It is a lifeline in this sea of despair.

From a broken heart and with hands raised to the sky, please... don't leave us alone.

I swear my heart breaks a hundred times a day...

Every day that passes while we are in this state, we lose a piece of our humanity.

But I still have hope... hope for kind hearts, for faces that don't know me but feel me and hear my call.

Please... don't ignore these words.💔💔

Help us, even a little... because a little for you is a whole life for us.

Save my sister's childhood and keep my humanity alive.

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To everyone with a beating heart...

I no longer have anything... no home, no security, not even a chance for a decent life.💔🥲

After my father's death, I suddenly found myself responsible for a broken family, without support, without shelter, living on the margins of life.

Our house was completely destroyed, nothing left but rubble... We now live in a small tent torn apart by the winds and stung by the cold nights.

I am a young man, desperately searching for work, but no one listens, no one extends a hand...

And my little sister, not even one year old, cries from hunger, and I cannot even offer her milk or a clean diaper.

The sound of her cries kills me every time I am unable to meet her most basic needs...

And the real pain? That I cannot promise her a better tomorrow.

I appeal to you, knocking on the doors of your hearts: Help us... Save what remains of us.

Any amount, any support, is life for us... It is a lifeline in this sea of despair.

From a broken heart and with hands raised to the sky, please... don't leave us alone.

I swear my heart breaks a hundred times a day...

Every day that passes while we are in this state, we lose a piece of our humanity.

But I still have hope... hope for kind hearts, for faces that don't know me but feel me and hear my call.

Please... don't ignore these words.💔💔

Help us, even a little... because a little for you is a whole life for us.

Save my sister's childhood and keep my humanity alive.

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10 posts!

Woah

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I can't with this movie!! i will forever treasure this!

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Cringetober day 11: 5+1 things!!!!

Twisted the rules on this one to do elevator hitch fanart BAHAHAHAHAHA

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Possibly in Michigan

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5 posts!

Holy crap

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judge me by my 5 fav ii AND bfdi characters (from 1st fav to 5th fav)

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