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Tekken 8
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JBB: An Artblog!
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Mike Driver

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Three Goblin Art

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What game is this
Tekken 8
when i was a kid i had moments of being so fucking diabolical because i realized at some point the best way to leverage power over my family was to do shit that would make everybody late
our house was in the middle of nowhere surrounded by woods so when i decided i didnt want to wear dresses anymore if we were going to some event & my parents insisted i had to wear a dress i would just go hide in the woods. was so committed i almost made us miss a flight once bc my mom packed a dress in my suitcase
i only promised to stop doing this if my parents got me formal boys clothes to wear which eventually they did. i don't feel bad about resorting to violence bc i asked politely and they said no. proud of 10 yr old me for evil annoying lesbian behavior
5th grade was the last time I wore a dress for school pictures. When my parents attempted to force the issue for 6th grade, I climbed onto our roof and pulled the ladder up after me. My dad borrowed the neighbors ladder. As soon as it touched the roof I pulled it up too. By the time I had 3 ladders they were willing to negotiate, and 2 hours late for work.
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While everyone is watching the World Cup matches, I am watching these fires and destruction in reality as shown in the picture, and worse than that, I am now lying on a hospital bed, injured and burdened with illness, and my situation is very difficult
I suffer from severe anemia and constant nausea. I also experience frequent fainting spells because I cannot afford my essential medications due to their exorbitant price and my financial hardship, Our situation in Gaza is well-known, and my health is deteriorating daily. Please stand by us ,I need your support to be able to purchase my medication and survive. I hope you will not ignore my current plight.
My health is deteriorating rapidly, and I can barely write this letter to tell you that I desperately need your help. Please help me so I can buy my medication as soon as possible and travel for my surgery. Please donate.
"Ramadan Without My Mom…"
Before I write this, I paused for a long time… I didn't know where to begin.
My name is Nasr. This is my first Ramadan without my mom and my sister. The emptiness they left behind isn't just in our home — it's in every moment, every suhoor, every iftar.
I am the oldest among my younger siblings, and a responsibility I never imagined now rests on my shoulders. I try to stay strong in front of them, I try to smile and make them feel like everything is okay… but deep inside? I'm scared.
Eid is coming… and I don't know how to bring them joy. These kids deserve happiness. They deserve Eid gifts. They deserve a smile.
At the same time, my dream of continuing my university education has been delayed — not because I don't want to, but because the circumstances are bigger than me.
I'm not asking for pity. I'm asking for a helping hand.
Any support, no matter how small, will make a huge difference for me and my little siblings this Ramadan and Eid.
🔗 Donation Link:
My name is Naser AbuThaher. I’m 18 years old, and I live in Gaza.
May God bless you just for reading this. 🤍
If this page suddenly goes silent one day, know that my brother Samer didn’t make it. I will never forget those who saw him suffering from severe bombing injuries, lacking his vital medications, yet chose silence and kept scrolling.
I feel completely shattered and deeply ashamed begging strangers for help every single day. This endless nightmare has stripped us of everything, forcing me to sacrifice even my own dignity just to keep my brother and my family alive.
I want nothing from this world except to see Samer healthy and free of pain, and to save my family from this slow death. Please donate so we can afford his essential psychiatric and medical treatments before it’s too late.
Please Please donate GoFundMe
I swear these donations are our only way out. Please keep supporting us to save my brother Samer. 🙏
vetted by gazavetters, the number is #75 !!!!
Samer is slipping away, and we cannot fight this alone. Every single second matters now as his condition worsens without treatment. Please, don't look away, your support is his only chance to survive this nightmare.
Verified!
Raly
Yesterday I read through the 94 page long report detailing Israel's deliberate and systematic destruction of childhood in Gaza. This is done through direct means (e.g. snipers targeting babies and children, the constant use of explosives in residential areas knowing they are more likely to kill children), through structural means (e.g. targeting infrastructure that children depend on such as pediatric hospitals, vaccination sites, schools, and orphanages), and through destroying the very foundations of children's dignity (e.g. desecrating children's spaces and belongings, and sexually humiliating them).
While I read this, I thought about my friend Ahmed. "Children in Gaza walk long, dangerous distances to fetch water due to the destruction of water and sanitation infrastructure, spending six to eight hours daily carrying heavy water loads, replacing school time with daily survival tasks." This has been Ahmed's life for years now. When the report describes the impact of malnutrition on children's bodies they are talking about his body.
In one section, the report states: "poor oral health makes it harder to eat and absorb nutrients, thus contributing to malnutrition." Ahmed (@ahmed-motaz) was born with a disability that impacts his teeth. He first started fundraising because he desperately needs expensive dental implants, which are unavailable in Gaza. It has been years and he has never saved enough to get this care, and his family can barely afford nutritious food. UNICEF ranks the Gaza Strip as “the most dangerous place in the world to be a child." These brutal conditions are even harder for disabled children. Please support Ahmed.
Like many Palestinians, tumblr staff cruelly targeted Ahmed's blog for deletion earlier this month. I am texting with him right now, and I can confirm that @ahmed-motaz is his new blog. His campaign is vetted by @gazavetters in line (#198). Please share this widely so that his followers can find him again <3
Please, I need your help. I'm suffering from severe anemia, feeling extremely dizzy and vomiting, and I'm starving because of the high price of food. I need your assistance to buy medicine and food before my condition worsens. Please don't leave me to suffer; I can't take it anymore. I need your help.
what do you mean my childhood affected me
i have terrible news
passing in public makes me feel like white shrek
literally how it feels
pi-pi-pi-PISS OFF BITCH
I was always kind of a Loner, standing like this in the high school court yard. People often look past me because I short like Mickey. Yet he’s The King.
Just goes to show you
now… is my favoritism showing? LOL i freaking love rainwings. per usual my original rainwing hc design from a few years ago is in the corner… i used glory’s colors for this redesign, so this can just be considered my glory headcanon design