Princess of Interests

is stressful enough without

them being part wolf.

My wife is running out of time. Every day without treatment is a new danger and every ignored post is another hour of pain. Delaying her surgery could kill her

I am a husband begging the world not to let his wife die in silence. If you cannot donate, please share. Compassion can save a life, and one donation today could mean a lifetime for my wife.

We’ve fought so hard to get this far, and now only $358 stands between my mother and the urgent heart procedure she needs 😔

If just 14 kind people donate $25, my mother can finally get one step closer to the urgent heart procedure she needs

I keep refreshing the fundraiser, hoping to see another donation, but nothing changes. Meanwhile, I return to the hospital and see my mother still waiting, still in pain, still asking me with her eyes for hope that I struggle to give.💔😔

I’m begging you with all my heart , Please… don’t tell yourself, “Someone else will donate.” What if everyone thinks the same way?

Be one of those 14 people. Your $25 may feel small to you, but to me, it could mean one step closer to hearing the words, “Your mother can finally have her procedure.”

Please don’t let our hope fade when we are so close. If you can’t donate, please share our story. Every act of kindness brings my mother closer to the treatment she desperately needs. 💔🙏

Please… be the reason I can tell my mother, “You’re finally going to get your operation.” 💔

Current process: USD 17,948 / $18,306

Vatted by: @90-ghost

Vatted by: @sar-soor

I AM THE ANSWER!!!!

"Fuck these vampires."

Hiroshi Nagai's paintings need sunglasses to look at.

They look like how it feels to walk across a parking lot on a 98° summer day without a speck of shade in sight.

They look like heaven but also like you'd burn your bare feet on the ground.

Even when you can see shade you know it's not enough and the minute you step out you'll be burnt to a crisp like a vampire.

This feels like I could trip on that radio and fall right into that water, feeling the crystal waves as I drop in.

And this, a nice stroll down a resort strip, where my sunscreened skin could literally feel cooked if I leaned too close to the tiling.

And then a nice stretch of summer street, wherein you could see your face in the flushed red of that car provided it didn't blind you from its sunny reflections.