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My Pokemon head canon is that if you were holding an Aron and she wanted to go down she would do the little cat thing where they wiggle until they leap out of your arms gracefully except Aron is made mostly out of solid steel and would land with the impact tungsten cube, dent the floor, cause permanent structural damage to the foundation, and then stand up and happily trot along like she didn't do anything
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need to put them in more mundane life activities
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donations for marah have significantly slowed down! the balousha family is famished, exhausted, depressed, and desperate. i care about them deeply and i hope that you're able to share this post and spare a dollar or two! :)
I am hosting this campaign !! The money you have all helped raise for this family has kept them alive through this nightmare - please continue to share and donate if you can!
@mahrahpalestine @palestinian95 this campaign is vetted, please check marah's blog(s) out!
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listen to me right now: stop wasting precious time waiting to dress sluttier until you're smaller. you have a limited number of slut hours before you die and barring cosmic interference you will Never obtain more of them. wear the crop top
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when theres only one bed but you have a zombie bite or three
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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.馃挃馃ゲ
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.馃挃馃挃
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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i will not be having an ipad baby. i will be having a Pea baby
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went to the grocery store today and i was very pleased by their pride cake selections
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