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If the photos were not originally shared by Angela and/or anyone else in the photos that knew the photos were being taken, this is not okay.

Parts of this post I love and want to highlight: "While fans often feel a sense of closeness or connection to their favorite creators, it is important to understand that this does not grant permission to circulate or repurpose private content...Supporting someone means respecting their boundaries"

No matter what, she's a human being!!!

A smosh fan once again invading a smosh cast member’s personal life by posting graduation photos on tiktok! View to Read:

On April 26, 2025, a TikTok user known by the handle @/angelasssporkie, who identifies as a fan of the Smosh —A YouTube Channel— published a slideshow-style video featuring a series of graduation photos of Angela Giarratana. The post was captioned “Angela’s Beautiful Graduation” and included several personal images, such as photos of Angela with her parents, friends, and other close acquaintances. These images appear to have been originally taken in the early 2010s and were likely meant for personal or family sharing. Since its upload, the TikTok video has gained considerable attention, garnering approximately 61,000 views, 8,086 likes, and 519 saves. The comments section was filled with admiration and affectionate remarks, with many users complimenting Angela’s appearance and celebrating her milestone. However, alongside these positive reactions, a number of users from the Smosh Twitter community (commonly referred to as "SmoshTwt") voiced their discomfort and concern regarding the post. These individuals raised an important issue about privacy, stating that sharing personal images of public figures—especially without their knowledge or consent—should not be normalized or encouraged, regardless of the poster’s intentions or admiration for the individual. It is crucial to recognize that public figures, including cast members of online content groups like Smosh, are entitled to personal boundaries and privacy. While fans often feel a sense of closeness or connection to their favorite creators, it is important to understand that this does not grant permission to circulate or repurpose private content, especially images that depict their families or significant life events. In this particular instance, sharing Angela Giarratana’s graduation photos without her consent represents a violation of her privacy, regardless of how old the images may be or how positively they are received. In light of this, our team has taken action by reporting the post for sharing private images without authorization. We strongly encourage others to reflect on the importance of respecting the personal lives of public figures and to avoid engaging with or promoting content that compromises their privacy. Supporting someone means respecting their boundaries—including their right to keep certain moments of their life personal and off public platforms.

what do you think?

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My name is Abed.

I’m a survivor from Gaza, holding on to hope in a world that has fallen apart around me. 💔

The life I once knew — my home, my family, my sense of safety — has been shattered by war. Today, I live among the ruins, trying to find a path forward through the rubble and heartbreak. 🏚

Every moment is a battle against fear and uncertainty. What was once ordinary — a safe place to sleep, a future to dream of — now feels like a distant memory. 🕊️

I share my story not to seek pity, but to keep hope alive — to believe that even in the darkest places, kindness can still find a way. 🤍

If my story touches your heart, please consider sharing it or offering support. Every voice, every act of care, brings me one step closer to safety. ✨

Thank you for taking the time to listen. 🙏

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Just saw someone on Tiktok say "functional freeze". I wanted to share because I love that so much more than "decision paralysis" (or "[whatever] paralysis").

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Can you consider me a member of your family and listen to me? It might be the last thing I write.💔💔

I've messaged you repeatedly, please don't ignore my post.

I'm Lubna, I'm displaced and I live in a tent in southern Gaza ⛺

A week ago, a tent next to us was bombed and I miscarried my three-month-old baby due to the extreme panic, fear, and terror. My husband is a prisoner and I don't know anything about him, leaving me with three children. The youngest had an operation that was unsuccessful and needs treatment abroad. He needs to buy medication for €50 daily 💊.

I also need medical care after losing my baby and miscarrying.

Please share my story with your friends to raise awareness in the community.

Can you donate €100 to urgently provide treatment for two days? ‼️

Thank you from the bottom of my heart ❤️

🔗Vetted by @gazavetters, my number

verified on the list is ( #1 )

https://chuffed.org/project/117668-help-my-family-get-out-gaza

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Smosh Pit - May 1, 2025

I went to watch the newest Smosh Pit video because the past 3 or 4 videos I've been able to watch with correct, not auto-generated captions.

This one ("Battling For The Best Easter Candy"), however, still has auto-generated captions meaning I can’t watch, understand, and enjoy it.

Inconsistency is still exclusion. This is not okay.

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Stop please ✋️

Hello my friend 🙏 Sorry to bother you, but I wanted to share with you a very personal humanitarian matter 💔, I am Osama Al-Qarnawi, a Palestinian refugee, living in Belgium. I am writing to you with a broken heart and a shattered soul, because my heart is with my mother, father and brothers in Gaza, under siege and bombardment, without electricity, without safety, without medicine, and without the most basic necessities of life. I hear their screams every day over the phone as they search for clean water, simple medicine, or a morsel of food to satisfy their hunger. I fear every day that this might be the last call. I launched this campaign to give them some hope and security, to help them endure and endure this ordeal. 🙏 Every donation, no matter how small, makes a big difference. 5 euros could replace a meal, 10 euros could replace medicine or a candle to light a dark house. Any donation or support from you by participating will save a life. I ask you to share this message and spread it on all your social media pages. Thank you very much in advance for your help and support 💔😭🇵🇸🌹 https://gofund.me/9821e7b7

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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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🕊️ Please Take a Moment to Read Nadin’s Story

My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.

I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.

My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.

I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.

This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.

If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.

I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.

Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.

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Hey 💌 I’m Saja — a mother trying to hold onto hope through days that feel impossibly heavy.

I know you probably see a lot online, but if you could take just a moment… I’d be so grateful.

💫 A reblog of my pinned post could help our story reach someone who cares.

🌿 And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation could bring comfort to my daughter and help us feel safe again.

@sajagz, thank you for listening.

Even gentle support creates strength.

From one heart to another — thank you 🤍

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Hi there,

I’m reaching out with a quiet hope in my heart. These days are heavy, and my family is living through a reality filled with uncertainty—but I’m still here, doing my best to hold on and keep going.

If you have a moment, please check out my pinned post.

A simple share could help it reach someone who might be able to make a difference.

If you’re able to give, even the smallest kindness can bring light into the darkest places.

Your time, your voice, your compassion — it all matters more than you know.

With deep gratitude,

@nadinfamily

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I think I may need to clarify and define something.

Being disabled does not automatically equal being physically disabled.

When I say "able-bodied" I'm talking about being disabled in a way(s) that is not physical. In a way(s) that is invisible/not visible.

Learning disabilities (like Dyslexia), mental illnesses (like Depression or Anxiety), Dissociative Identity Disorder (D.I.D), Epilepsy, etc are all examples of non-physical disabilities.

Someone currently without any disabilities is nondisabled.

You don't have to be able to see someone's disability for them to be disabled.

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Nader is still young but due to Israel's attacks on Gaza has had opportunities taken away from him that most kids would take for granted. At night he has to hear bombings, and his family currently lives in a tent. Access to food and water is difficult.

This campaign is 47% to its goal and donations have stagnated, so share this post and donate if you can.

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seeing your examples of how Angela has worked on being ableist really makes me happy, she's always been one of my favourite Smosh members (alongside Damien). so thank you 🥰

Absolutely! 1,000%! It makes me so happy to think and talk about!

It's also a good reminder of good humans to me when there are mean people in my comments. Like good people do exist.

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hii I'm the previous ask-er (so quick out of anonymous lol) I read from so many ppl online that blind has many negative connotations and is better avoided, but I had trouble finding a word agreed on especially if I still don't know the person and what words they r ok with. I've read so many contradicting opinions and idk anyone I could ask!!

It is 1000% best to just say "blind" unless someone specifically tells you "I am/I identify as [something else]". I believe it should be avoided when talking about something that isn't disability (like a "blindspot" in a car or window "blinds"). But don't shy away from it when talking about disability.

That's also why I wholeheartedly believe in asking people how they identify. Because you can't know until you're taught.