*twirling my hair around my finger* hes just soooooo burdened by his sense of duty and the insurmountable weight of being a mere man written into the role of a myth

guy who plays albums on mute, it was never really about sound for him as much as feeling a sense of progression through a series of named durations

OH MY GOD… tonight I thought my baby Qais had died after his body suddenly stopped moving in my arms, and I screamed his name while begging him to open his eyes again.

The doctor told us that because of severe bleeding and malnutrition, Qais fell into a complete coma, and his tiny body may not survive much longer without urgent treatment, blood units, and proper nutrition that I cannot afford alone.

I beg you as a devastated mother in Gaza watching her child disappear between life and death. Please, don’t leave my baby Qais alone in this nightmare—donate now and help me save his life before it is too late.

Unfortunately, donations have completely stopped, and we may soon be forced out of the hospital because I cannot afford my baby Qais’s treatment anymore. I am terrified of watching him suffer and bleed without medical care. Please, I beg you with all my broken heart, donate now and help save him.

please spare even a dollar for esraa and her baby!

everyday something pisses me off