[thatgoddamngingerundercut]

Noooooooooo stop his giggle I can't they are SO FUCKING PRECIOUS

[jouanasblog]

my precious taegi

[herfleur]

[pretentious-ravioli]

[devilgirli]

[melonalemonade]

shse aquarium date anyone?

[yaoigremlin]

Scarlet Secret | 秘め婿

[manicscales]

I wish I actually had a friend to rely on. I wish I had someone I could run to when I needed physical affection, validation..I just wish I mattered to someone on a way that makes me feel seen and valued.

[enchantedbook]

Emily Bronte 's "Wuthering Heights" illustrated by Rovina Cai.

[primulaceas]

Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

[abedmajed69]

💔🇵🇸 My Daughter Was Born Under Bombs — I'm Just Trying to Keep Her Alive

My name is Abdulmajid.

I got married one month before the war. Those were beautiful days — full of hope, love, and simple dreams. I dreamed of a small home, a quiet family, and a baby girl I could hold without fear.

But the war came… Suddenly. Brutally.

My mother was killed. My brother was killed. Children in my family were taken by the bombs. My home was destroyed. And my work stopped completely.

Then… in the middle of this nightmare, my baby girl was born. A tiny soul, innocent, unaware of the war. She cries from hunger, from cold, from the sounds of bombs shaking what’s left of our walls.

Today, I’m a father with almost nothing… Fighting every day to find flour, milk, or even a small meal to feed my child.

Prices are sky-high — a single 25kg bag of flour can cost $800. There is no work. No income. No safety. No stability.

I write this from under siege, hoping my heart will reach yours.

Abedmajed’s Hope: Rebuilding Our Family’s Life in Gaza

My name is Abedmajed Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with what remains of my once large and loving family.

Even $1 can make a difference. It can feed a child, buy milk, or bring a moment of peace. Be the heart that reaches Gaza. Be the hand that saves.

📌 Please share this post. Let our voices be heard — not buried under rubble.

Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #537 )✅️

[nasratya]

From Under the Rubble... I Write My Story 🌿

I never thought I would write these words… 😔

I never imagined waking up to endless screams,

Running barefoot through smoke and fire,

Searching for my mother among the rubble,

Only to find nothing but silence… a heavy silence telling me that no one will answer me anymore. 💔

In one moment, everything changed.

Our home became a memory, my mother’s embrace became the past,

And my father's face, now absent, is the last thing I hold in my memory.

They’re gone… and left my heart burdened with unspoken grief. 😢

But despite everything, we are still here… trying.

I survived with my younger siblings.

Yes, we survived… but who are we after survival?

Children without warmth, without a roof, with no place to return to.

We were displaced to an unknown place, carrying a bag empty of everything… except pain. 🥀

We slept in the open, waking every morning to a life that holds nothing for us,

But despite everything… we keep trying. 💪

I write to you today not to cry, but to ask for hope. 🌱

I ask you to be a small light in this vast darkness,

To extend a hand that can mend what the war has broken in us.

Your donation will give my siblings a chance to sleep safely,

It will provide us with food, shelter, and maybe even a new beginning. 💖

Naser’s Hope: A Teen Survivor Trying to Begin Again

My name is Naser AbuThaher. I’m 18 years old, and I live in Gaza.

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #586 )✅️

Any amount, no matter how small, is big for us

It’s a prayer, it’s love, it’s life. 🌟

In conclusion...

From my heart, and from the hearts of my little siblings,

Thank you to everyone who has donated,

Thank you to everyone who has read,

Thank you to everyone who has shared.

You are the proof that goodness does not die, and that humanity has no boundaries. 💚

[samwol]

LOVE YOURSELF 結 ‘Answer’ Concept Photos (S ver.) || 2018

[forsapphics]

New York City, 1970s

[tendermimi]

Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments tr. Anne Carson

[lesbianarthistory]

Carlo Giuseppe Ratti – Allegory of the thirteen values of the republic: the Peace embracing the Justice (after 1783)

[lesbianarthistory]

French School – Sappho on Lesbos (c. 1890)

[duskerkeit]

a homage to Sappho - Norman Lindsay c.1928