Dear humanity,
Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment. I am in desperate need of your help. My son’s life is hanging by a thread, and he may not survive without urgent medical treatment This was after he was shot by an Israeli drone He was critically injured in his feet. Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him – either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others
I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment
Thank you for your compassion and support during this critical time.
#free_palestine 🍉🇵🇸
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about twice a year my partner will want to use my toothbrush and then get disgruntled when i call him a vile beast.
no one:
steve rogers and natasha romanoff in every mcu movie:
u ever in such a bad mood u feel urself turning evil?
Monday's like
Blackout poetry exists on a dual axis from "banal" to "insightful" on the input side and "kind of deep" to "incredibly fucking dumb" on the output side, and while taking something banal and producing something kind of deep is well and fine, for my money taking something insightful and rendering it incredibly fucking dumb is where the real art is.
gaia | 20s | she/her | a goose tried to eat me when i was seven.
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