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“Can I be mean for a second” I would not care if you killed the bitch in front of me. Now what’s bothering you queen

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Emma Mackey in THE WINTER LAKE (2020), directed by Phil Sheerin.

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No, no, that's my hyperfixation in-law twice removed on my mutuals side.

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JESS & RORY + matching flippy hair

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from Autopsy by Donte Collins

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"Love Is a Suicide", Natalia Kills // Notes from Underground, Fyodor Dostoevsky // Consumed, David Cronenberg // "Baby You're a Haunted House", Gerard Way // "I Don't Care", Fall Out Boy // Unabridged Journals, Sylvia Plath // @oldwinesoul // "The Dance", Nikita Gill // The Carnivorous Lamb, Agustín Gómez Arcos

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i’m a gold star bisexual. i’ve fucked everybody

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bloodbound is truly choices’ peak because name me another scene that even comes close to that one moment in book2 where the mc gets to hook up with priya lacroix who warns her that if she screams she’ll bite and then proceeds to go down on her inevitably making the mc scream leading to priya biting her and eventually killing her and despite all of that the mc wanting her to continue because the high of the pain intertwined with its inexplicable pleasure is unlike anything she’s ever felt before.

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The White Lotus — 2.05, That's Amore

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some people just have no true appreciation for terrible women. oh she killed and ate people? well maybe she was hungry. "I cant defend her anymore-" well then fucking stand aside so i can talk to my client

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Preciosa 😍

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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.

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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i loveeee writing "he should". he should reach out. he should take his hand. he should say something. he should reassure him. he should walk away. he should let it go.

never does btw. none of it, but he really should.

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Kill yourself

can’t, I have to outlive you 😕

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