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Every once in a while I remember that I once witnessed a comedic tragedy unfold in a comment section, and look back on it to laugh.
Moral: do not accept candy, nor money for candy from strangers kids
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The Palestinian genocide led to the ruining of many lives, and still causes difficulties and crisises to many Palestinians today. The above ask is for a 15 year old called Farah who faces kidney issues, and is in need of urgent help. If any one is able to donate, please do. Even a single dollar can help her get closer to her goal help in her recovery.
the thing about phone in bed is that it's so awesome. almost makes you feel like betraying & destroying yourself for nothing isn't all so bad
I can't belive it, have I truly made my 3rd account till date, created with the sole objective of avoiding You, yet again?
I did, I did
I miss my words and my written thoughts, but even if you had indeed only barely grazed them with occasional attention, I have no doubt you would recognise them yet still.
How silly, how foolish, how rediculous
My aged thoughts and pressed breaths are now to another name yet again, this time, under one that still visible, though uninhabited. I miss them still, but what can I do?
A lot, surely, but there is nothing I want to do less than give you hint of my continued existence.
It's fine, who minds? They're still mine, albeit of another time, but still, still, they're mine,
Behind glass, beneath gas, on grass, or greyed, they're mine, still mine, till the other end of time.
What does it matter?