my savior who came to ruin my life @himejoshevik - Tumblr Blog

the sameer project

dahnoun mutual aid

municipality of gaza

gaza soup kitchen

care for gaza

ele elna elak

mutual aid page on operation olive branch

help hilda nasr - post + chuffed

electronic intifada (weekly news livestream with updates)

sluttynurse

We Are All Blocked By Mutual In Laws

josefkhole

hi this is grendelsmilf i have no clue what just happened to my blog one second i was blogging away oh so merrily the next she's fucking GONE except all my other sideblogs are fine and i haven't gotten any sort of email reporting that i was deleted for any sort of reason so i genuinely have no clue what just happened, how to report it, whether i can get my blog back..... but in the meantime, i'll be using this blog instead. so hiiii mutuals hiiiiiii

resentir

and like this is just a me thing but i’m often disappointed that stories of such prolonged horror and violence are uninterested in the aftermath… how does a person live after that, even if there is no recourse or “recovery” to speak of. because like there is a life after it like there was one within it, and it bothers me that nikki is just a seemingly eternal wail after regaining full consciousness and control of herself. it’s. this happened, and it’s over. What then

#Literally ldpdl and i guess we’ll never fucking know

It's sad how i'll probably never recover the blogger's spirit

v4mpgrrl

mistressssssss + debbie is such quintessential man-hating dyke in this era 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤 YURIARCHY!!!!!!

v4mpgrrl

the trappings of yuriarchy = debbie genuinely thinks taking on a masculinised role in their relationship elevates her out of power relations. shes 'surpassed' the class-based trappings that humiliated her in their first relationship by becoming a business owner (compared to jasmine's labouring + joining debbie as metaphorical orphan) and jasmine's quasi-landlord and thinks shes untouchableeeeeee

#the body language here is crazyy. i have to lock back in <- girl who will never have free time ever again #edale

v4mpgrrl

spark in the dark seulgi of the day

#this reminds me sm of a screencap from take care of my cat #my baby..#friendly rivalry

worldscoolest

#UGHHH #pinkpantheress

rehab0-2

Every minute that passes carries with it more pain for this innocent child who silently struggles with the disease. His family stands helpless in the face of the exorbitant costs of treatment, and after God they have nothing but your compassionate hearts. With your simple contribution, you can be the reason for his recovery and hope again in his life. Time is running out, and our call today is the only lifeline. Don't be stingy with him by extending a helping hand

We can't stand idly by while this innocent child is in pain. The burden is very heavy on his family, and your solidarity is their last hope. Whether by direct donation, bank transfer, or even publishing the campaign to reach every compassionate heart; your contribution means a new opportunity for life. Participate now and be part of his survival

Chuffed - Vetted #410

one-divides-into-two

“O halcyon winter, solstice of my days… a magic ring of hours, rounding itself within the undiscerning dark. I have stepped out of this charmed circle, gone on living, not wanting anything strongly. Should I be asked now what I wanted of life, I would say, ‘Happiness, I suppose,’ then add quickly: ‘But I’m quite happy, you know. A good husband, a child…’ If I were to tell the truth, that their existence, my family’s being in my proximity, remains vague to me as tombstones of strangers in a common cemetery, that only a certain winter exists for me, vivid and clear, surging with life, and that all else is neutral, formless, indifferent, people would think me queer. Only when my mind goes back to that London winter do I feel alive, instead of merely knowing as a fact that I live. In that closed memory do I count my heartbeats by the spirited blood’s surge, there once again I walk with Mara through the evening that is night, holding an electric torch in my hand, the blacked-out glass letting through a faint yellow ring at our feet, and I know what it is to love, to want to die for love.”

Suyin Han, Winter Love

#this book…#일기

new tinashe song sounds soooo much like an utada hikaru song. love