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5 months........

didn't drink last night im gonna try to lock in for the whole week <3

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Ayo Edebiri at Venice Film Festival 2025

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hey bro can i ask you a question that will reveal a deep and fundamental gap in my knowledge of the world

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Can you share with us a good rabbit picture

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Do not stop speaking about gaza.

In Gaza, everything is silent… except for the sounds of bombings and the rumbling of hungry stomachs.

The sound of hunger is deafening… it kills the starving.

Is there anyone who will respond?!!

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I am a chemistry graduate and have always loved teaching, but with schools shut down, I lost my only chance to work and provide for my family.

Today, I carry the responsibility of raising three little children under the age of seven, living each day in fear and uncertainty, not knowing if I will be able to secure food, water, or medicine for them.

Our lives have become entirely dependent on donations and aid they are the only hope keeping us alive.

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Photography by Lindsay Perryman

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all good things come to those who wait i say with tears in my eyes

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The Monkees on the UK show Big Breakfast, March, 1997

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what do i do if im cutestyle

kill and kill until there's nothing left

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🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

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War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

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🔥 Surrounded by smoke and fire, I try to cook whatever little I can for my three daughters in Gaza. We no longer have gas or electricity — only this simple fire stove that chokes us with its smoke as we struggle to survive.

🚢 While aid ships sail from Barcelona, we know Israel will block them as it has before. That’s why our only hope is through your direct donations via the link.

🙏 Your donation is not just help — it is life itself for my small family under bombing and hunger.

Please don’t leave us to struggle alone.

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girlypop, my womanly biology is so ovulation! my female hormones are so baby bunny coquette core. it's very strawberry bow deer lana coded to make so horny when my virgo is in subservience. and what's more moon rising phrenology than that? give peter thiel all your data.

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Head (1968) posters I drew this month

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