You have a feeling it's going to be a long day.

You can now watch the first video essay on my Patreon for only three bucks.

He remembers you.

never expeced to see this at 3 AM what absolute horrors this is lmao

"I don't think you understood."

"this wasn't just a simple 'oh hey remember this guy' this was a warning, a warning that I was still around."

"Been a long time, or I guess not very long at all given how often you dream about me."

"Goodie, Goodie Gumdrops and shoey!"

"Well, hand em over come on."

Charlie's mouth opened very widely to an unrealistic amount, and a slot machine lever appeared on the side of his head.

Hellish grimaces ever so slightly but throws in a good handful of shoes into Charlie's mouth, and pulls the lever after hesitating for a second

He remembers you.

never expeced to see this at 3 AM what absolute horrors this is lmao

"I don't think you understood."

"this wasn't just a simple 'oh hey remember this guy' this was a warning, a warning that I was still around."

"Been a long time, or I guess not very long at all given how often you dream about me."

Back in 2018 I spent a good bit of my birthday making the final track for Behindtale, a mashup of THE WORLD REVOLVING. In 2020, I made another mashup of THE WORLD REVOLVING on my birthday.

"THE WORLD REVOLVING" by Toby Fox

"Crawling" by Linkin Park

HHGregg Christmas in July Commercial

"stupid horse" by 100 gecs

"Tusk" by Fleetwood Mac

"rat's birthday mixtape" by Jerma985

"Tik Tok" by Ke$ha

"Ruler of Everything" by Tally Hall

"Shelter" by Porter Robinson

"Some Nights" by fun.

"ID" by Go! Child

"867-5309/Jenny" by Tommy Two-Tone

"Everyone's a Guru Now" by Saint Motel

"Shut Up and Dance" by Walk The Moon

"I Want You" by Savage Garden

"Wannabe" by Spice Girls

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.