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While the world tries to amplify our voice, we here in Gaza are struggling against death in all its forms. This image reminds you of the names of our children, and today I write to you with a heart filled with hope in your humanity.
I am a young child suffering from severe anemia, and my condition is deteriorating every day. My brother is a war casualty who also suffers from severe anemia and experiences frequent fainting spells. He is currently in the hospital in critical condition and desperately needs treatment and nutrition.
We need your help before it's too late. We need your donations so we can buy medicine and food for my brother before it's too late. Please don't leave us to suffer alone. Help us survive. Please donate.
Please help my friend Ahmed. His family has been struggling with extreme food insecurity for months and both he and his brother are now living with severe anemia. They need money for nutritious food and medicine.
Please, everyone, help me! My condition is getting worse today. I've had a severe headache that hasn't stopped yet, and I'm terrified. I'm afraid I might faint at any moment, like my brother who's still in the hospital. The doctors told him today that his condition is worsening and he needs medicine and food immediately. We need your help to donate and save my brother before it's too late, so we can buy food to feed ourselves and medicine for him. Please don't ignore us and donate.
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Im probably a bad person but I'm a bad person so idrc about that rn
My three girlfriends. And yes, they smoke weed.
do they smoke weed?
Yes, actually.
you mean she isnt just smoking a cigarette? but a weed cigarette?
Itβs called a buntβ¦. Not weed cigaretteβ¦ And yes, it is a weed bunt. They all smoke weed bunts before we kiss. (They are my girlfriends,)
They donβt look like they smoke weed.
Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Iβm so angry you are so lucky my three weed smorking girlfriends are rubbing my shoulders to calm me down Iβm so mad.
YourΒ βweed smoking girlfriendβ has a Hello Kitty tattoo on her belly. The one in the middle.
I printed out a photo of your avatar and taped it to my punching bag that I punch and I mutter your URL with every strong punch I punch you twerpβ¦. Donβt ever Talk about Blaiz or the wicked Tat(tattoo) I drew on her ever again I Donβt wanna see you standing outside my home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever again ok leave us alone this is the FINAL FUCKING WARNINGΒ
Well that escalated quicklyβ¦β¦
What, was that? Hmm? Come again. *Blaiz grabs my shoulder* Come on Jory, they arenβt worth it, please. * I jerk my shoulder shaking her hand off* NO! NOOOOO!!! *starts to just pummel you with my big fucking fists. With each blow I let out a furious yell. The blows come quicker and harder and the yells get louder. Iβm yelling so loud and now Iβm crying. BREAKING POINT. The week was hard and I canβt take anymore. Iβm opening sobbing at this point while you blood gurgle. All three of my girlfriends struggle to pull me off and they finally succeed and lead me away from the goo pile that is now your body*
haha oh my god
who even is this dude? someone needs some anger management classes.
love how he keeps reminding us that βI HAVE THREE GIRLFRIENDSβ, βTHEY ALL KISS MEβ, and βTHEY SMOKE WEED HURRP DURRβ.
and letβs not forget the βBlaizβ and her βwicked tatβ, or that he doesnβt βwanna see you standing outside [his] home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever againβ, and that this is βthe FINAL FUCKING WARNINGβ.
βthe goo pile that is now your bodyβ
iβm dying over here, jesus
please, Jory, come challenge me to a bout of internet witticsisms; i promise, itβll be fun.
*shoots you dead* Heh, idiot⦠*leaves with my three weed smorking girlfriends to go hold hands and kiss.*
this dude playin omgΒ
Come again? *The bar falls silent. No one dares to make a sound, as you have just said a very poor choice of words at a very dangerous time. I remain slumped over the bar, not looking back to you. One hand limply holding an almost empty bottle, the other hand cradling my head. I repeat the question, this time louder.* Come again?! *You can hear me slur the words, the sentence sounds like a real struggle for me to get out. Iβm clearly intoxicated. A bead of sweat rolls down your face as you realize you might have just fucked up in a very major way. Everyone else in the bar is pretending to not notice what is going on. The bartender idly washes a mug with a cloth. His eyes are closed and heβs muttering something to himself. A handful of people hurriedly leave. One person looks back at you, a look of sorrow on their face. They almost say something, but shake their head and cast their eyes down to the floor, and leave. But not you. You stand, petrified. A quick look at me reveals Iβm still Β at the bar. You look to the exit, thereβs still time. But thereβs not, thereβs not, thereβs not. Your fate was sealed the moment you opened your mouth.* Mother fuck.. what did you say?! *I slowly rise from my stool and being to lumber over to you. Β I look a mess. My hair is unkempt, I havenβt shaved in what looks like months, there are dark heavy bags under my eyes, my shirt is stained and has holes in it, and Iβm missing a shoe. But the main thing you notice is the gun tucked into my jeans, and my massive muscle arms that look like they were made for punching. You know that song about the boots that were made for walking? Yeah, itβs like that only instead of boots itβs my muscles and instead of walking itβs punching. As I drunkenly sway over to you, you think of your familyβ¦ Will they mourn you, or will they try and forget this blotch of stupidity, that their child insultedΒ theΒ Jory publicly, ever happened to their family? Your thoughts are cut short as I now stand face to face with you. I grab your face and pull you even closer.* Playin?! There was nothing playingβ¦ no playing you fuck. No playingβ¦ it was real.. the realest thing Iβve ever know.. feltβ¦ Love. I loved themβ¦ Blaizβ¦. Chas-Chasβ¦ Funkβ¦ I loved all three of emβ¦ but theyβ¦*My face is wet with tears and Iβm blinking constantly in vain to hold them back.* They left meβ¦ leftβ¦ *Almost instantly the sadness leaves my face and is replaced with pure anger.* Playin? Playin?!Β *My hand leaves your face and starts to head to what you think is the gun. You close your eyes and see God looking at you, shrugging.Β βPft, you brought this upon yourself dude.β He says as he waves his hands at you dismissively. But instead of the gun, my hands grab yours. Your eyes jolt open and the anger is gone from my face. There is only sadness.* Left meβ¦ * I fall to the floor and sob.* Wow, grow up. *You say before you leave the bar but are hit almost immediately from a car and are killed upon impact.*
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were these pictures ever seen. they were posted last year lol (x)
For gerard's birthday they should release the previously unseen photos from when they modelled for Heavn by Marc Jacobs' 2022 fall collection. Just an idea really
This is all we have so far, and I think that's criminal
For gerard's birthday they should release the previously unseen photos from when they modelled for Heavn by Marc Jacobs' 2022 fall collection. Just an idea really
This is all we have so far, and I think that's criminal
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love and beauty in the tags of this post. we are all humans and loving is all we can hope to do on this earth