Itās been about half a year since the magical girls showed up and started protecting the city. You hadnāt thought much of them until you walked in on your son detransforming in his bedroom.
Sorry it took me so long to write to you. Diavolo truly has me running around like a headless Rakshasa. I hate being away from home like this. Everything ends up becoming so chaotic in my absence and itās a headache to fix.
Speaking of...
I would ask how you are, but I already know. Youāre quite the slacker, hm? Iāve heard that youāve been missing classes. Why is that? Surely itās not because my brothers convinced you to skip with them because Iād have no way of finding out, right? Well, rest assured, I have my ways and I have indeed found out.
Now the question becomes how do I punish you? Any ideas? Hm, Iāll have to think on it. Maybe Iāll leave you tied up on my bed, begging for mercy. Hmā¦not sure. Iāll have to come up with something good.
That all being said, you better start going back to class, my little dove. Iāll be home soon. I promised to take good care of you and I intend to keep that promise.
Love,
Lucifer
*Me who looks this with my 90% up attendance and 7.0 up cgpa*
As someone who has been interest in medical history and what was the socio-economic and stigma around medical practices, Roger's route is pure of my taste.
I hope we have few notable figures like lousie pasture and Robert kooch as well as Edward Jenner
šļø Please Take a Moment to Read Nadinās Story
My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. Iāve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out ā not because I want to, but because I need to.
I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time ā a brief ceasefire ā where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.
My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.
I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things ā a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.
This campaign isnāt just about survival. Itās about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. Itās about showing my daughter ā even though I wonāt mention her name here ā that the world didnāt forget us.
If youāve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that weāre not alone.
My name is Nadin Iām a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza who are trying to hold on ā to hope, to our families, to any piece
I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there ā people like you ā still care.
Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.
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Yes this is the only thing that all of our family thought about it. Everyday we ask ourselvesĀ if we going to live anymore or not .Ā Everyday in this cruel war we imagine one of us dead and feeling so sad about what will happen next day.
Now after the war all the building are destroyed here and there is no life around us please we need to evacuate šš„ŗ
Please help my kids and my family to evacuate from here. Gaza now is not for human being living we need you support to stand with 18 members of the family to travel to another place that could find some peace and start new life without wars.Ā We live in many wars and we are so tired.Ā
Please share for more people you know can help me and my family.Ā
Please donate here
My name is Melissa and I am supporting Areej to hā¦ Melissa Saul needs your support for Areej's Family Needs Help Rebuilding T
I think Iām literally never gonna be sick of this masterpiece. I think watching it on a loop for eight hours could fix me. Dancingās what clears my soul. Dancingās what makes me whole.
I just love that this very video is an accumulation of thousands of years worth of art made by people who have never met each other. The concept of this video was so completely unfathomable to every single artist who made the sculptures and yet theyāve all put something toward the creation of it.
Can you Reblog my pinned post from my blog or donate 5$?
By helping to reblog my story, you could
save a family from death and war.š¹
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So I know this ask was given to me quite while back, but couldn't do it because I barely have been opening Tumblr. But I would appreciate if this reaches more and more people
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