every second counts

i’m finishing my bachelors degree rn. if u even care.

btw if you want to follow me elsewhere:

i’ve spoken about Palestine on all my other platforms, but I have yet to here, which is strange considering all the other platforms (esp. my tiktok) are experiencing content suppression whenever i talk about Palestine or Gaza or Congo or Yemen or anything. and it’s not just me either, big creators are having their content suppressed too.

we talk about the hurt of a mutual relationship break, any kind of relationship, but what about the hurt of having to leave when you see that they’re not who they said they were? they aren’t who you thought they would be? the anger that wells up in place of where love once did? the guttural rage when someone speaks kindly of them, like you once did?

*covered in blood*