Misplaced Lens Cap
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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i don't do bad sauce passes
Keni
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@chalkywormswood
it hasn't actually occurred to me to post about it since i can't remember the last time i actually made a post outside my art blog, but i actually started streaming on twitch recently together with @heyredux/@theoiseaubird (sharl) feel free to check out at SnackleBoxCircus on twitch
(we're also on twitter at SootAndSharl)
my friend is obsessed with Sheetz gas station food but they don't have Sheetz where she lives. She's coming to visit me today and this text is the only sign-of-life or ETA she's provided on her entire 8 hour drive
this is what its like living with jimmy
Evil mode activate
Just kidding
what happened to the gävle goat the year you were born?
Fire
Destroyed/Broken
Combination of Destruction Methods
Didn’t Survive (other)
Survived with Damage
Survived
Gävle goat - Wikipedia
Sand particles hitting helicopterblades cause a halo of sparks
@charseraph
the fact that you can work full time in this country and still not afford to live disgusts me more and more every day
Ivan Konstantinovich Aivazovsky (Russian, 1817–1900), "The Ninth Wave" (details), 1850
Longing led you to me, to the Desert.
Please stop, please stop sharing the most trivial things that we in Gaza can no longer even dream of seeing. Stop doing things we can't do, and stop filming and publishing a life we once lived and have been deprived of.
I'm not saying you should abandon your life; I'm saying there should be limits to what is published or what is done to us. We are dying of hunger while a large number of bloggers showcase their delicious and tempting food. We are being deprived of our homes while many bloggers post about the most luxurious and elegant places. Please be mindful of what is published; everything affects us and our mental well-being.
I beg you, please understand our situation. I beg you to help us. What we're going through is no small thing. We're losing our lives. We want to live. We want to have hope, just like you. Yes, just like you. Please donate to us. Please share our suffering. I feel terrible about what's happening to us. The shooting hasn't stopped yet. The situation is dangerous and difficult. Please give us a new life. Your donation will save us. Please donate.
What Nader and his family are going through is terrible. Please think about what they are going through; it is truly very difficult. Please donate to them now.
Please, let's all stand with Nader, support him, and help him. What he's going through is truly unimaginable and unimaginable. The least we can do is donate and contribute whatever we can. Please save $10 and send it to Nader now. He deserves it and needs it. Please donate now.
Please help and listen. What Nader is going through is unbearable. We must support him and not add to his burden. Please donate even $10; it will help a lot. Please donate now, right now.
Please, do everything you can now to support Nader. He needs us and our support. Think for even a minute about donating any amount you can; it will help a lot. Please don't just pass this on; share and donate, please.
Please donate. Last time I talked to Nader he was sending me audio of gunshots in the night, and I didn't hear from him until just now when he asked me to share this post. The situation in Gaza is truly, genuinely dire and even the tiniest bit of support helps!
Nader has asked again and again! He is in desperate need of help & financial assistance, please do what you can. I worry about my friend all the time.
european green crab
striking amount of similarity between the phrases "babbling brook" & "grappling hook"
could be nothing
tiktoks with vine energy pt. 18
🕊 Nadin’s Hope: A Mother, A Memory, A Future
Hello, my name is Nadin. I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate, a wife—and now, a mother.
I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small studio, of creating art that told stories. I used to think about colors and fonts and the future.
Then, the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.
On October 22, 2023, I learned I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home, killing 25 members—his mother, siblings, nieces and nephews—entire branches of our family in seconds.
We were displaced twice. Everything was gone—home, safety, routine, rest.
A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib, no celebration—not even stillness. But she arrived, quietly and beautifully. In her eyes I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.
Now, our days are shaped by decisions that could dismantle the future we are trying to build together.
Today, Israel’s government is discussing plans for a full military occupation of the Gaza Strip, including Gaza City and southern regions. The stated aim: to eliminate Hamas and later hand governing control to allied Arab forces—not Israel—but with no clear path to peace or normalcy.
The humanitarian fallout is devastating. More than 61,000 Palestinians have died in this war; hunger and malnutrition are rising sharply. Hospitals in north Gaza have shut down, and 193 people have now died of starvation, nearly half of them children.
Aid remains blocked, water is scarce, and many risk dying of hunger or disease long before future promises arrive.
We Don’t Know What Comes Next There’s no clear path forward—only uncertainty for our daughter’s life and our ability to survive another day.
My name is Nadin, and I’m a mother from Gaza.
How You Can Help I’m asking for support—not for comfort, but for survival:
Help us meet basic needs so we can breathe, heal, and preserve a world for our daughter.
Support us as I try to stand again on my own feet—even a glimmer of stability matters.
If you’ve read this far, thank you. If you can give—thank you. If you can’t—just sharing this post is a lifeline I will never forget.
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