"you know I get it- "

[perfecteggpartyland]

The fact that the books canon timeline is early 2000s is sending me- like you're telling mean girls came out when my boy Neil was running from his murderous father? Or the music oh my god- and to imagine Kevin and riko in a 2000s sports magazine covers and like celeb gossip magazines ;and the feshion like I remember all of it 😭I can't -

[respectthewolf]

[perfecteggpartyland]

Imagine being a an athlete at university and watching mean girls in 2004 when there's a breaking news about some guy being kidnapped from a exy game and found in a serial killers basement and you recognize the guy?!

Breaking news: missing teen found in alleged killers basement

Some random palmetto athlete: isn't that that dude who punched some asian dude at the banquet?? Who lives next door???

[perfecteggpartyland]

imagine suffering alone in a place which is owned by literal Yakuza; no sunlight; no fun; eating disorder; watching a man being sliced like a pig as a kid; your "brother" becoming more and more abusive and years after finding out that you have a father who made his life goal to give chances and take care of abused kids one-two state away and knowing he's just there.

[shinytricksterscourge]

if being gay is wrong why do we keep winning

[perfecteggpartyland]

Now you would think why someone as controlled as Andrew would take care of Neil, the most unpredictable being on earth but I'm a certified control freak and can't leave my fat five year old puppy alone either. Like God only knows what he's gonna destroy after I leave him without supervision -

[perfecteggpartyland]

from foster parents forgetting or not even bothering about his birthday in the past Andrew always wakes up to his feral gremlin always trying (and failing a lot) to make him a birthday cake and celebrating it with his family+renee and two fat cats for the rest of his life. I can rest in peace.

[nadin2003]

🕊 Nadin’s Hope: A Mother, A Memory, A Future

Hello, my name is Nadin. I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate, a wife—and now, a mother.

I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small studio, of creating art that told stories. I used to think about colors and fonts and the future.

Then, the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.

On October 22, 2023, I learned I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home, killing 25 members—his mother, siblings, nieces and nephews—entire branches of our family in seconds.

We were displaced twice. Everything was gone—home, safety, routine, rest.

A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib, no celebration—not even stillness. But she arrived, quietly and beautifully. In her eyes I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.

Now, our days are shaped by decisions that could dismantle the future we are trying to build together.

Today, Israel’s government is discussing plans for a full military occupation of the Gaza Strip, including Gaza City and southern regions. The stated aim: to eliminate Hamas and later hand governing control to allied Arab forces—not Israel—but with no clear path to peace or normalcy.

The humanitarian fallout is devastating. More than 61,000 Palestinians have died in this war; hunger and malnutrition are rising sharply. Hospitals in north Gaza have shut down, and 193 people have now died of starvation, nearly half of them children.

Aid remains blocked, water is scarce, and many risk dying of hunger or disease long before future promises arrive.

We Don’t Know What Comes Next There’s no clear path forward—only uncertainty for our daughter’s life and our ability to survive another day.

Nadin’s Hope: Rebuilding Life for a Mother and Child

My name is Nadin, and I’m a mother from Gaza.

How You Can Help I’m asking for support—not for comfort, but for survival:

Help us meet basic needs so we can breathe, heal, and preserve a world for our daughter.

Support us as I try to stand again on my own feet—even a glimmer of stability matters.

If you’ve read this far, thank you. If you can give—thank you. If you can’t—just sharing this post is a lifeline I will never forget.

[perfecteggpartyland]

"fair haired rat"??? " Half-baked baguette?" Jean you sassy little shit- 😭I can't -

[perfecteggpartyland]

lack of Neil being jealous fics is just insulting. Like it's mostly Andrew who's being portrayed as this jealous partner but we have Mr. Neil jealous of Kevin; Renee; wymack over here however brief it was. He rightfully so was jealous of Renne's parents being killed in prison you think that feral gremlin wouldn't stare daggers at anyone flirting with Andrew?? And he would notice it when it's with Andrew. Plus he's free now! No need to hide shit. Like that boy has got envy for days. Argue with a exy racket. I rest my case.

[perfecteggpartyland]

imagine suffering alone in a place which is owned by literal Yakuza; no sunlight; no fun; eating disorder; watching a man being sliced like a pig as a kid; your "brother" becoming more and more abusive and years after finding out that you have a father who made his life goal to give chances and take care of abused kids one-two state away and knowing he's just there.

[perfecteggpartyland]

Andrew would 100% dress as a baseball player to piss of Kevin and Neil when he gets told he needs to wear a costume. Argue with a exy racket.

[saja33]

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

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War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

Help Saja Rebuild a Life After Everything Fell Apart

My name is Saja. I am a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on — to hope, to my family, and to a life that no

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

[perfecteggpartyland]

Am I going to keep reading aftg every month even though it's been years while I'm almost falling all my courses?? Yes I will.

[perfecteggpartyland]

You think your life is hard?? Imagine Neil's pr Manager. That poor unfortunate soul will drink Advil like water with kevin-

[perfecteggpartyland]

Andrews and wymacks relshionship is so precious to me- with all the foxes really but like Andrew willingly sleeps in his house cause he knows our couch wouldn't hurt him-😭also they're conversations are hilarious- "Andrew, don't leave too long with these idiots ; I'm getting old;" "you and me both ; coach" what's not to love??? Also Andrew constantly breaking in his apartment and checking his fridge at 3am- god I love him

[perfecteggpartyland]

Andreil do dress their cats for Halloween someone just posted Abt this and yall- Neil would dress them up. the cats would hate it but Andrew while acting like it's stupid enjoys it and has photos of sir and king dressed up for Halloween on his phone- I don't make the rules. I can't believe Nora made me love fictional cats-