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Myra Molloy as Eurydice 🌹

🎥: @bikinibottomdayz

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like, textually, i don’t think it makes as much sense for hades to be played by a man of color. however. i simply cannot argue with phillip boykin

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girl u free tonight let me press u down with my palm in circular motions until u formed to a perfect cylinder

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het aros and her aces I appreciate you so much and you are a very valuable member of the community if you identify with it. trans hets too!! you're all awesome

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do you ever just sit and realize how insane people have acted towards you

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timeline cleanser for all the trans men + transmascs following me 🖤

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On Sunday, May 5th, just after 6 in the evening, everything changed for one small girl in Gaza.

A missile fell on their home.

In that moment, Misk lost her entire world.

Her mother, Lina.

Her father, Mohammed.

Her baby sister, Masa.

Her brother, Abdullah.

All gone.

Only Misk survived.

She was found under the rubble… her tiny body bruised and bleeding. Her face, once full of light, now marked with pain. She was shaking. Whispering. Looking around for someone to answer her cries.

No one came.

Her father and brother were pulled from under the debris, lifeless and cold.

But her mother and baby sister are still there, still buried under the ruins.

We can’t reach them. The area is too dangerous. The equipment doesn’t exist. We wait… and they remain trapped in silence.

Since then, Misk has been under treatment. Her hands and feet are swollen with deep bruises. Her face is no longer the same.

But the wounds on her body are not the ones that hurt the most.

Misk is only four.

She doesn’t understand why she wakes up in a tent instead of her warm bed.

She doesn’t understand why her mother won’t come hold her hand.

She calls for her. Over and over again.

And when we tell her she’s not coming back, she goes quiet… and cries.

Now, she lives with her grandfather.

There is no one else left.

We try to hug her, to distract her, to make her smile… but how can we bring light back into a heart that has seen so much darkness?

Misk should be in her kindergarten right now, playing, drawing, singing with friends.

Instead, she spends her days staring at the sky, waiting for the next sound. The next fear. The next goodbye.

We can’t bring her family back.

But maybe, we can give her a chance at safety.

Please, if you are reading this, help us.

Help us get Misk and her grandfather out of Gaza to somewhere safe, where she can heal, breathe, and begin again.

This campaign was created for her family.

Now, only she remains.

Let’s not leave her alone in this.

Let’s not let her story end like this.

Help us bring a little peace to a child who has lost everything.

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do you ever listen to a song and you’re like HDJSHDJFJDKJDNCJDJF FHSHDJFJJSBCJDHDJDJDJJKDJSHFJDJJSJSJ AAAAAAHHHHHHHH and then you explode and die

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yayy bedtime!! *curls up in my blankies and thinks about my faves being tortured* ^_^

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My friend, can you imagine that I have become helpless? 💔‼️

I am Ahmed, I live with my father, but life has become very painful between hunger, thirst and other things. I went to the aid south of Rafah, where the Americans hold the aid, and I went to get food, but they opened fire on us and my leg was shot, and now I am disabled. 💔 They put iron in my leg so it wouldn't be amputated. If I don't take the necessary treatment that the doctors prescribed for me, my life will deteriorate and they will amputate my leg. But they performed a very dangerous surgery on me, and after several attempts, the operation was successful. They threatened me that if I didn't take care of myself, my leg would be amputated. 😭😭 I had a simple life, a warm home, and my mother died. She used to fill our lives with light. But the war took everything from us... Our homes were destroyed, our dreams were burned, and all that remained was pain and fear. 😭

Can you imagine that I die and my leg is cut off and I remain disabled for the rest of my life, and I am in the prime of my youth? 😭😭 Can you imagine what it means to me? I am a person like any other human being. I went to get food so that we can live. Every day we die of hunger. The Israeli army started shooting at us and most of the people were martyred. I was shot in the leg, and in my last moments they saved my life by cutting off my leg. But after that, will I die or will my leg be cut off? 😭😭

Can you imagine the hunger and thirst that we live with every day? I die of hunger every day of my life. My father is sick with Sultan's disease, multiple sclerosis, and pneumonia. The doctors tell me that your father will one day pass away. He will lose his sight and stop seeing anything. Can you imagine it? 😭😭💔💔💔 No, no, I can't imagine it. I am in your hands. Please help me.

The doctors told us that we only have one option to save him: my life. An urgent and complicated surgery to save my life will be in a few days to reattach the tendons and so that I can move my leg. 😭💔 Can you imagine a person who does not move his leg and remains helpless and filled with sadness over the loss of my mother? Also, my father is sick with diabetes, hepatitis, and multiple sclerosis. They said that at any moment my father will be separated from life and will stand still and live blind and unable to do anything. ‼️

Look at our meaning. I live in dilapidated tents. We go to a place about 100 meters away to go to the bathroom. 💔 We live in dilapidated tents and everything is separate from the details of life. Everything. Every day we die of hunger. I never imagined. 😭

Please donate to save our lives. Please help us buy food and medicine. Please don't leave me alone here. We are dying every day. I don't want to lose my life. Help me, don't hesitate 🙏🏻

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Hey. I love you. You deserve everything for being trans. Do you get that? I have never met you in real but I still love you. I love you because you are trans, I love you because you are a person, I love you because you exist and you deserve to exist because the world needs more trans people. I know everything seems like it sucks and I’m not gonna sit around lying by saying it’s all gonna get better immediately. But it will get better. Not to be a cliche but if not today, then tomorrow. And if not tomorrow, then someday. Hey, listen to me ok. Fucking listen to me. I love you. I love you I love you I love you. Remember that alright. I love you. Ok bye. I love you

i love you too man

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i love you straight queer people. straight trans people i love you straight t4t people i love you straight aro people i love you straight ace people i love you…. thank you for being straight and queer the community needs you forever☝️thank you

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of course you have blue curtains and subtext

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can i just say this is making me want to cry

being trans just feels so hopeless at least for me rn and this is just . aufgh

was talking to my gf about my fear of dying young for being trans and my mom putting my deadname on my gravestone, and she said "i hope that never happens, but if it does, i will carve your name into your grave myself if i have to." and i think theres something extremely raw about that sentiment and trans community in general. you can kill only our bodies, but you cant kill transsexuality

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jessie and james are like the entire community. like theyre the most wlw mlm solidarity yet theyre also bisexuals in love and theyre also t4t

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Reblog if your art project has not, does not, and never will make use of generative ai at any point in your creative process.