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This post is all about me and who i am :] : my real name is Ash, Im a autistic 19 year old girl with crippling anxiety ╥﹏╥ hmmm what else?....
I also like to collect old retro toys and stuff animals and i go to goodwill every Saturday sooo ill post what i find or nothing.. if i find nothing :P
Now goodbye:)
ITS MY BIRTHDAY TODAYYYY
YAAYYYYY
Im soo happy mr puzzles is alive i was actually so depressed when he died 😭😭😭😭😭😭
I can’t die. I can’t live. I don’t know where to go.
He’s dead like he’s actually dead wtf, now the shows ending, Smg4 why why do you do this to me, actually why this isn’t fair, and I know he had a fitting ending BUT I NEED HIM BACK there was still so much more to explore with his character?? WHYYY it’s been weeks and I’m still not ok
I heared this on the radio and i LOVE it
UGHHHH i hate it here i dony want to be depressed anymore i hate it i want to be myself
I just want to be okay........
🌟 A Plea from Gaza: Rola’s Story 🌟
Hello, my name is Rola, and I am a mother of two children living in the Gaza Strip. Our lives were once filled with love, laughter, and dreams for the future. But everything changed on October 7th, when the war shattered not only our home but our entire world.
That morning, my family and I were enjoying coffee together on the balcony. Out of nowhere, an explosion erupted, shaking our home violently. My husband and son ran for cover, falling over each other in panic, while I stood frozen, still holding my cup, unable to process the chaos around me. When I looked out the window, I saw that our neighbor’s house, once filled with life, had been reduced to rubble. Ambulances rushed to the scene as people scrambled to rescue the injured and pull bodies from the debris.
The bombings didn’t stop. At night, the rain poured heavily, and the cold seeped into our bones. I stayed awake, covering my children to keep them warm and praying for their safety. But safety is an illusion here. Another explosion shattered the night, and our neighbors’ home was destroyed. Their children, who had been sleeping peacefully under a blanket, were found lifeless, their cover soaked in blood.
I looked at my children with tears in my eyes and thought, How can I protect you? We had to flee our home with nothing but the clothes on our backs. We left behind my children’s toys, their clothes, and their beautiful bedroom. Everything we had worked so hard to build is gone.
Our Current Reality Now, we are displaced and living in a nightmare. Food is scarce, and prices are unimaginably high—$10 for a kilo of sugar! The fear of death hangs over us constantly. My children deserve a life of joy and hope, not one defined by fear and loss. Why can’t we live like everyone else—go to work, visit family, and watch our children play in safety? Why do our children have to grow up surrounded by death and destruction?
How You Can Help I am pleading for your kindness to help us rebuild our lives. We need your support to: 💔 Rebuild our home, so my children can feel safe again. 🌍 Evacuate from Gaza, seeking a future where my family can live with dignity. 🩺 Provide urgent medical care for my children, who need protection from this nightmare.
Even the smallest donation can make a difference. If you can’t donate, please share my story. Every share brings us closer to hope.
What Your Support Means Your kindness is not just about helping us survive; it’s about giving us a chance to dream again. To rebuild what we’ve lost and to ensure my children have a future filled with possibilities, not fear.
Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Your support means the world to us. Let’s work together to rebuild hope, one step at a time.
🌸 Please share our story and consider donating today. 🌸
Hi I am Fatima and live in London UK. I have known Rola now for appr… Fatima Rajwani needs your support for From Despair to Hope: Help us to
A Voice from Beneath the Rubble: We Do Not Want to Die of Hunger
The war has returned to us in a criminal and inhumane way, without any rules or restraint. Camps and hospitals are being bombed, children and medics are being killed in cold blood, and all international prohibitions have been violated.
Death rains down from the sky, and hunger consumes us from the ground.
We are trapped between two fires, there is no escape from the bombing, and no salvation from starvation.
My little child cries out from unbearable hunger, and I am powerless to comfort him, We have nothing left to eat except some green herbs I boil, hoping they will ease our hunger. 💔
In the past five days, we have received only 5 dollars, not even enough to buy bread for my child for a single day, Donations have tragically declined, and we can no longer afford even the bare minimum of necessities. 😥
Entire families have been forced to flee their homes under the relentless bombardment. Even the area they push us to, claiming it is "safe" (Al-Mawasi), is bombed daily without mercy.
The crossings are closed, aid is blocked, and escaping to a safe country is impossible.
It is a systematic plan of slow genocide, by missiles and by hunger.
From the heart of the siege, from amidst the destruction, from beneath the rubble…
I plead with you through the tears of a mother fighting to protect her child, with a body weakened by pregnancy and hunger, with a soul that holds on only to the hope in your compassionate hearts. 🥹
Please, help us. Save my child, my unborn baby, and my family from this hell.
Every donation—even the smallest—is a lifeline in a sea of fire.
I am an American, Greg Lewin in Minneapolis, who made contact with a… Gregory Lewin needs your support for Donate to Save Hanan Al-Salou
Or via PayPal
Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #152 ) ✅
This campaign has also been verified by @90_ghost ✅
I NEEEED RHE NEWMERCH SOOOO BAAADDDD
IM FOAMING AT THE MOUTHFIFKRKEIDJDJEJEK
I feel so depressed right now i dont know why maybe its because my grandpa's dog and my aunt's dog died snd then my dog killed a rabbit and i saw their body. I don't know but i feel REALLY hopeless and depressed and ashamed for being depressed any ways heres my cats
How do you literally talk your "rival" into breaking free from being possessed and not be lovers by now??? IT'S BEEN 9 YEARS YOU'RE LITERALLY ENEMIES TO LOVERS GO KISS ALREADY LOSERS!!!!
.... Cough.. Ahem... Sorry, frog in my throat.
TOTALLY!! LIKE BE BOYFRIENDS ALREADY 😡😡😡😡😡😡!!!!!
Stop and look 🙏😭🍉
💔 My baby cries from hunger and can’t sleep...
I’m a mother living in unbearable conditions. No food, no milk, not even the basics to ease my children's hunger.
Please, from a mother’s aching heart — help save my children.
Every night feels like torture. His cries tear my heart apart, and I stand helpless, with nothing to offer him...
My children go to sleep hungry… or rather, they can't sleep because of it.
Every donation, no matter how small, could mean they sleep tonight without pain… that they live one more day with hope.
My name is Aya Hassouna, and I’m a mother from Gaza. I live in the heart of wa… Fatima Quddus needs your support for Your Help Brings Ho
My kind friends, It’s been more than two months since the crossings were completely closed, and not a single grain of wheat has come through. Prices are unbearable, a bag of flour now exceeds $300, and a kilo of sugar, oil, or vegetables costs over $30, while we have no income, no resources, nothing.
To make things worse, the donations we relied on have almost stopped. Days pass with no support, and sometimes we receive just a few dollars… not enough to buy a loaf of bread. 💔
Today, our only meal was a small plate of vegetable salad and dry bread, not enough for four people and a baby growing inside his mother’s womb.
But the moment that broke me… was when my little boy looked at me with tearful eyes, asking for something else to eat because he doesn’t like the salad. Then he began to cry. He doesn’t understand that we barely managed to get even this tiny amount of food, And me? I could only hide my tears, trying to smile at him while my heart silently collapsed, convincing him to eat because we have nothing else. 🥹
My dear friends, we are on the edge of famine. I’m not asking for much, just enough to feed my child and my family, so we can go to sleep without hunger, and live through one more day. 😓
Please, don’t leave us alone. Any support, any extended hand, could save lives here. 🙏🫂
Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #152 ) ✅
This campaign has also been verified by @90_ghost ✅
I wish i can donate so much :(((
I did a redraw of the vol 38 it's my favorite manga cover and I love Horikoshi's art so so much that I decided to draw it but in my style :>>>>
IT WAS SOOO HARD LIKE HOW DOES HE DRAW LIKE THAT 😭😭
My grandpa's dog just passed away :( her name is lucy and she was a senior dog when my grandpa got her she lived to 2017 to 2025 i miss her she was super cute and friendly i miss when she'll walk up to me when i went to grandpas house i miss her big beautiful eyes and her big ears i love her i wish i got to say goodbye
Also im sick againn :/
