HAIIIII! My name is Jelleybun but u all can just call me Jelley!<3
I am lwk just a silly person so feel free to interact!
(only interact if 12-16 since this is my age range tyy)
I am okay with 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀𝓎 jokes, but just make sure to use tone tags! (/j /silly /hj /srs /etc
uhh I’m transmasc-demiboy/pansexual-demiromantic!
He/him they/them he/they
I like art, cooking/baking, fandom stuff, gacha react vids, and other things!
Im also a multishiper so if you got a ship..I probs ship it as well lolz
I am a therian/otherpaw/kinnie so feel free to interact if you are also one of those!
my kins are...:
Dazai (BSD), Giyuu (KNY), Muichiro (KNY), Ivan (Alien Stage, Abaddon (Haunted Hotel), Shoya (a silent voice) Kyoko (Madoka Magica), Avery (SFAWTDE/DAWTDE/Cherophobia), Grelle Sutcliff❤️(Black Butler)
you can also find me on YouTube, pintrest, scratch and on Roblox!
pls dni if you..(are)..: 18+, proshiping, homophonic, transphobic, darkshiping, pdf-file, z00pile, racist, or don’t like any of the positive things I speak about! Thank you<33
now that we have all that out of the way..I gladly welcome you to the Jelley jar! Enjoy!!!!<3∑(≧▽≦)３
hey so friendly reminder to change out the trash bin in your room and to throw out empty bottles/cans that you’re not planning on reusing… also reminder to wash out ur cans/bottles that your gonna reuse…
I had gotten lazy about changing my trash and throwing away sparkling water bottles… and uh.. cough.. tiny bits of mold started growing inside the bottles… DONT WORRY IM CLEANING IT!!!
just remember to deal with all that since mold is really healthy to be living in🥹🥹 (maybe this is why my mental and physical health has gotten worse these past few weeks..)
Okay, but also: if you see a Muslim praying in public and they have something in front of them, like a purse or a bag or something like that, you can pass in front of them, but pass in front of that object.
it’s called a sutrah, and it’s meant to act as a physical barrier between the person praying and someone who might happen to pass in front.
Also, if you did this and didn’t know, please don’t beat yourself up over it. Now you know! Muslims aren’t supposed to pass in front of Muslims praying, either, because prayer is communication with God and you don’t want to break that connection.
Similarly, if a Jew is saying the Shemonah Esrei prayer (whispered, moving only the mouth, standing facing east with legs together) don’t go in front unless there’s a barrier.
I have mentioned before how my self esteem plummets when I fail at things, but there’s another thing that shoots my self esteem in the head. And what might that beeee? Award ceremonies!!!
For context, today I had my orchestra award ceremony and as the time went on, I slowly realized that I would not be getting an award. The only award I got was a paper plate award (specialized per person) and a ribbon that you get for simply being in the philharmonic orchestra.
don’t get me wrong, I am grateful for all the experiences and friendships I have made throughout the years but I can’t help but feel empty or envious of the people who got awards for actually doing things. There were a few times where I thought my name was gonna get called simply to be disappointed as I watch someone else get called up.
I’m happy for them, I truly am. But the paper plate award I got didn’t even feel personalized to me. My award was based solely off the fashion show I helped with for lost items at concerts. Not me, not my personality, not a key moment or memory, but a few words describing items forever left behind. Someone else got an art related award and I feel that’s the one I should have gotten. The person who got the art award is an amazing artist, and I’m sure they have put passion into their work.
perhaps these past years I haven’t allowed people to become aware of me. I only speak to the same four or five people in my orchestra despite going to school with most of them for years. Yet somehow they barely even know me, what I’m capable of, or what I’m truly like. I have made art my whole personality just for my most defining quality to be replaced by an act of service.
and to make things worse, my mom felt the need to remind me that all my friends got awards and not me, then proceeded to tell me to “get over it” after I told her I was aware and didn’t appreciate her reminding me, as if I don’t feel bad enough.
Perhaps this is all my own fault for not putting myself out there. Here I am being a bother when I know I won’t change. I’m so desperate for validation that I’d rather turn to the internet instead of confiding in my friends. I’m sorry, I probably seem so ungrateful and selfish right now. I don’t mean to be. Today was supposed to be a fun and happy day. It was fun but now it’s soiled by my negativity as usual. I’m sorry I really am.
⛑️🚨Read it once and you will not regret it. It will bring you good.🍉🦋
There's no doubt that the sheer number of messages and requests for help from people inside Gaza makes you feel frustrated and bored. I agree with you on this, and you might even say to yourself, "I've wasted my money from the sheer number of donations I've made to the people of Gaza." But can you imagine what we've been going through every day for 17 consecutive months? Every day there's destruction, bombing, death, and devastation. Has this disaster and destruction we're experiencing made us tired or despairing?
When we ask for help from you, don't think it's easy or simple for us. It tears our hearts out and embarrasses us greatly, especially since we were from a prominent family and lived a dignified and beautiful life. I graduated from university with an excellent GPA, and my husband is also educated, but he started his own business and invested money through it.
You forced us to do this. We lost our home and our own business that used to bring us a lot of money. We lost all the necessities of life. We lost the ability to provide the simplest things to live on.
We never imagined in our lives that we would ask for help from anyone one day, but the harsh circumstances we live in
I am Eman. For more than 17 months, we have been struggling to provide a living for my family and my young children, Jourie, Misk, and Lana. Lana needs extensive healthcare as she has been afflicted with diseases and needs treatment and a clean, uncontaminated place. In addition, she needs a vaporizer due to shortness of breath. We cannot provide everything we need, firstly because of the destruction we are living in, and the other reason is the siege, the closure of the crossings, and the exorbitant prices we are experiencing. Everything has become five times more expensive or more.
used to imagine for my family and children have become a mirage in light of what we are living now. Hunger and my inability to provide the simplest things are destroying us completely. We flee our tent when the Israeli vehicles come to us in the middle of the night and the weather is extremely cold. We do not know where to go. The days have exhausted us and the famine has worn down our bodies.
This is a video of my destroyed home and my previous place of residence before I was displaced to Mawasi Khan Yunis.🥺😭🍉🙏🚨👇👇👇
enough to make you feel the extent of the helplessness and despair that tears our bodies apart? Have you felt my sadness now and imagined everything I am going through so far? That is why we ask for your help because we are in dire need of you. You are the only hope we have left. Do not leave us to die, for you are the shining light on which we live our last moments.
We know that you are demonstrating for us and doing what you can every day. You may feel very helpless to stop the bloodshed and brutal massacres that are happening to us, but you are able to support and revive my weak family. We ask you for a helping hand. We address your hearts and minds to help my family to save it from the bloodbath that has paralyzed and harmed not only Gaza but the entire world.
If you can't donate, I ask you to share my story out of humanity and love.
As you can see now, we are exhausted. The severe blockade is a bad omen for us. We have been struck by a severe famine. We cannot provide for our livelihood. Everything is missing, and if it is found in the markets, it is very expensive. The simplest thing I can ask for now is a donation to buy me a bag of flour, the price of which has reached
More than $500, and the purchase of a vaporizer for my daughter Lana also costs over $700.🚨🙏
We are in the midst of a never-ending bloodbath. I don't want to see my children die of hunger. If they survived the bombing, I don't want to see them die of starvation, their stomachs empty. They cry every day. They want me to provide them with some bread, but I can't because I can't afford it.
Please listen and complete carefully and accurately. My husband has been suffering from a hernia in his foot for more than seven months. He needs physical therapy to walk again on his feet.The cost of physical therapy is about $700. I hope that everyone who has humanity in their heart will donate even a little towards these costs, as we are unable to cover them due to the difficult and harsh living conditions we are going through.
I'm Nicolas Alvarez, an Venezuelan American from Florida. I contacted a Gazan woman named Iman Ruqa. Iman and her family are refugees trappe
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Thank you very much for listening and for your patience with what you read about the pain and misfortunes we have been through. I know that these words may be very harsh, but this is the reality we are going through. Please accept my utmost respect, appreciation, and gratitude.Your friend and sister, Iman, mother of three girls and a husband who has been injured in his foot for more than seven months. Greetings to you all.
My roommates did not understand me tonight when i told them I'm hopelessly dependent on the ingot. Instead of showing them the post, ive decided to take matters and the community whiteboard into my own hands.
Needless to say, im hopelessly dependent on "Of course it goes without saying that I am hopelessly dependent on the ingot"
I love that four different people on my feed scheduled this joyous person to reblog by 8am on June 1. I look forward to seeing this a dozen more times today.
I got my phone taken so i basically had no way to communicate with my friends other than Gmail so that was fun!
R-R-R-REEECAAAPPPP!!!
Rose from my slumber like the cutie I am!
good morning mother! Why are you shaking and tossing around until my lip bleeds? Gee what a kind awakening!
ahh I see that’s why! Sorry mum! I don’t know what’s wrong with me but I’m doing my best!
dearest mother, tears are rolling down my face because you just threw me around! That’s fun right?
And no mother, I don’t think I want to go to military school! Jokes on you, I’m too out of shape and I would get kicked out cuz I’m a fucking chud!
got scared to eat so what did I do? DOWN 3/4S A BOX OF PEANUT BUTTER CRACKERS HELL YEAH!!!
wrote an entire essay in a day HAMILTON WHO?! HOW DO YOU WRITE LIKE YOUR RUNNING OUT OF TIME??
laundryyyyyyy! My dearest father told me that I was wronging my mother by lacking motivation to do my schoolwork! Haha! Thanks dad! I feel bad enough!
Time to watch my street season six for the 10000th time! The nostalgia! MELISSA NO CONE BACK!!! YOU CANT LEAVE IR GF LUCINDA ALONE!!
oh? Bye mum, bye dad! Have fun going out! I’m gonna be here calling my friend on zoom and listening to Malcom Todd to cope with the distress that I caused myself today! Haha!
gee I fell asleep><
WAKE UP!! TIME TO FOLD UR LAUNDRY!! gee i miss my bf💔💔 and no, Grandma, i am not going with you guys to drop off my brother, as previously established many times in the same day😇
MORE MY STREET!! OH MY DAYS IM SOBBING!!
oooh! Dinner is ready! All I have eaten today are cherries! Thanks mum! My stomach kinda hurts from over eating now! Yayyyyy!
sorry dad! Can’t come outside with ya! Mum wants me to clean my room! Wha?!- why are you upset with me?! What do you mean “don’t make you come up there?!” All I said is that I had to clean my room! Why am I being threatened for following instructions?! You’re so silly dad! Haha!
CLEAN! MY STREET! CLEAN! MY STREET! Oh, hey dad! I found one of your shirts in my room so I folded it for ya! Aren’t I so cool and awesome?
no? I’m lazy and I don’t do shit? Gee! How kind of ya! I truly appreciate it! Thanks for telling me how worthless I am every time I try to say how cool I am! Haha! Reminds me of that time that you told me i didn’t matter to the bloodline or something! Haha..
I’m staying in my room now watching vids on my kindle! Oh hey mum! WOAH YOU GOT ME STUFF?! Thanks for apologizing for throwing me around yesterday! I 100% deserved that for not doing school work! Please don’t do that again, I didn’t really enjoy that! Haha!
MORE YOUTUBEEEE!!! WOAH MY PHONES BACK?! IM FREE!!!! I CANT WAIT TO TEXT MY AWSOME COOL HANDSOME SMART CUTE WONDERFUL BF!!! Hahahahahah!!!
I feel kinda dead inside being locked up in the house all weekend but it’s okay! I have school tomorrow so I get to go to a different kind of hell!
I’m still awake! Sacrificing my sleep instead of relapsing because I wanna go to the pool once school ends! Can’t do that if my thighs look like fruit ninja! Hahahahahahah! I love being alive!
welp! Gacha vids won’t watch themselves! Hahah! I’m fine I swear! I’m just a little uh…interesting? ITS FOR THE PLOT TRUST!! THIS GIVES ME CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT FOR LATER IN THIS STORY!!! MY LIFE IS A SICK AND TWISTED COMEDY SERIES AND IM A STUPID SIDE CHARACTER THAT THE DIRECTOR CAN KILL OFF THE SECOND FANS SHOW A LIKING TO ME!!!
(this is how I cope I’m so funny right? I’m such a funny person haha.. I’m so funny yeah I’m such a comedian ik ik.. yeah haha.. jokes jokes.. cracking jokes like an egg.. such a jokester tee hee..)
Fool me not by rattlepate . 'I just dont want you to leave' was so stuck in my head that I didnt know what to do Im glad quotation marks in google search came in clutch
one htinf about myself that 𝓹𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓾𝓬𝓴 𝓸𝓯𝓯 is my incapability of properly showing human emotions💔 i mean yeah i can show when im happy or excited but i will always feel i am under reacting. When i show negative emotions i feel like a chud thats seeking attention and half the time i just shut down and become an asshole💔💔
I use a buttfuck ton of emoji's and stuff while texting because i don't want to come off as dry or upset, i always worry if i come off as rude or somthing, heck i can't even show affection without worrying rhat im not doing enough!! GAHH!!💔💔
and if thata not bad enough, i feel 𝓰𝓾𝓲𝓵𝓽𝔂 whenever i vent or cry or show anything negative. So i just keep it in (pause/j) and bottle up my feelings which results in me rottinf away in my room all day.
And for some reason, talking about my issues for the world to see is easier than actually talking to people! I feel like walking into ongoing traffic whenever i talk to anyone about my feelings. The school cousuler give soff this judgemental vibe, the last time i told my mum how i feel we arged, my siblings have their own shit to deal wirh so im just here.
Its easier talking to my friends or people my age but the feeling of being a burden and the feeling that im slowly burning up and melting away still remains. I don't know what could possibky be wrong with me but exposing myself online seems to be the onky way to get things off my chest.
Somedays i can barly get myself out of bed yet i still have to be burdened with waking up. I would rather pefer to just go unconsious whenever i don't feel good so then i can run from my issues like usual.
Speaking of 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓶𝓼, anothe rproblem i have is i just don't know how to comfort people. my sence of emotion just turns off whenever someone is upset. I want to help them feel better but the pressure of posibly making things worse just makes me want to explode.
My fuckass brain is like: "gee! This person is visibly upset! What to do, what to do.....Oh!! Ohoh! I got it! Lets avoid eye contact, get all hot and warm, and loose all ability to give wisdom!"
LIKE WHAT?! GAHHH!! at best all i got for ya is a stupid doodle, cookies and um....thats it.. I 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 give someone my headphones but scilence makes me want to get myself isekaied.
Im not sure why im like this, and im not sure why emotions just scare me but uhhh HAHA we are ballinggggggffff!!!!! Im okay i swear...i was just rotitng all day...
