Three of my friends and I went and took some money to buy a kilo of flour, which costs $85, and we were on the way.

The occupation forces opened fire on us. One of my friends was injured. We lay down on the ground and then crawled to a mountain of desert sand.

We narrowly escaped death just to buy some food that barely filled a part of the stomach. I hope, I hope that you help me and stand with me. I want to live. I want to be safe, even for an hour. Please donate and do not ignore as if you did not see. something Please donate

Imagine yourself in this situation and there are people who can donate but do not. Please think for a minute and donate. Your donation will not go in vain.

Guys today my dad had major surgery please life is getting worse and also i am very tired please share this post and donate please donate I love you all 💖

please donate!

don’t be afraid to have a parasocial relationship with me. i’m in love with You. yes You.

Computer. Iris by the goo goo dolls. Loud enough to kill.

in third grade on the swing with my friend i announced “i figured it out” and my friend said “figured what out” and i said “the meaning of life!” and being third graders this was very exciting so she leaned in and i whispered in her ear “it’s to have fun” and i don’t remember her reaction but i remember how i felt and how i knew so clearly that was the answer. how my small mind was beaming and shimmering with this answer that makes me scoff today but i know that they were right. i was right

the self-indulgent fanfiction will continue until morale improves

i changed my mind guys whatever's wrong with me really is special and there is no true diagnosis for it. and also im gonna live forever