do i have to do this all over again?

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He did not cry. He only looked at me with eyes asking a question I could not answer: "Mama, when will I be able to walk and play again?" That question shattered my heart more than anything else.

I am begging you as a persecuted mother in Gaza, watching my baby bleed in front of me, unable to stop it. Please donate now and help me save his life before it’s too late.

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crack the egg of sympathy and make the omelette of compassion

age regressing to 2 years old but i was an especially erudite and articulate baby so you don't even notice

having a body made of meat sucks ass

kill dorothy fuck the lion marry the tin man and i dont care about the other one

making a pilgrimage to tumblr & getting conned by a blogger claiming to sell scraps of the shroud of pjackk

legend tells of a mysterious being called “nuance” that allows multiple things to be true at the same time. some say you can still hear its voice whispering in the trees