Prideful Awooing
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Prideful Awooing
Hello 🙋
My name is Maram, I am 25 years old from Gaza. I dreamed of a peaceful life, spending my life with my husband and my three children... but the war turned this dream into an impossible one 💔😭. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from it😭. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Gaza Strip. After repairing a small room in our destroyed house, we began to live there and start over. Unfortunately, the war came back, and it was even stronger than before 💔. Now, we have no shelter or source of income. We have used up all our savings during the war. I know I created my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other means to help my family 🙏. I am completely confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these tough circumstances 😔.
I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family 🥺🙏.
My name is Maram, a Palestinian woman from Gaza. I am 26 years old and a mother of three children: Malik (8 years old), Ibrahim (6 years old
So, please, donate to my campaign, even if it's a small amount—it will have a big impact on us 🥺. May God bless you, my friend 🥰❤️.
I'm imagining a world where RPGMaker somehow made it as the de facto codebase for software and you have to navigate your banking app by walking around in a huge room full of NPCs named "make deposit" and "make withdrawal" etc and there's loud as fuck stock music playing
Un-fashionably late to a trend as always
Just a few.
some people on the internet have only been on here for five minutes
i will never get over this one i’m afraid
Came across this and felt like it would be very welcomed here
If the OP has a tumblr that I can link to please let me know
You make soup in a big bowl. You serve it in a smaller bowl. And then you convey it, using a spoon, to your mouth. But what is the spoon? Simply a smaller bowl still
re ehrc guidance. which is not legally binding.
this is what upstairs neighbors have
life just feels like this now
this is my favorite comic ever i never don’t want to see it on my dash
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the thing about autism trauma is that it's not something you can even connect over. because it's a spectrum, and for every type of autism, there's an autistic person out there who can't fucking stand the coping mechanism you've found.
I'm a blunt person, and I've found certain types of people impossible to communicate with, because they just refuse to just say what they mean. they always have to hide their meaning under twelve layers of implication for the sake of social convention and plausible deniability. intentions are hidden, insults are veiled. my struggles with navigating that kind of morass of social cues has made me perceive any kind of overt politeness as a threat. it signals that this person is manipulating me, they're not being sincere, they're trying to catch me in some sort of mistake and then punish me for falling for it. if they respected me, they'd just be straight with me. and 9/10 times, that's correct. because that's how "polite society" handles things. they reach out a hand, while arming the other. they only hurt people in the shadows. I respond to this by rejecting it. I bust through the bullshit, say what I mean, and invite them to do the same. it's the only solution I've found.
but there's types of autistic people who have the exact opposite response, who respond to the impossibility of communication in the exact opposite way: they play along. by covering every base they can, they think they can outsmart the system. fit into it. they learn every social cue they can, plug every hole, learn to navigate the swamp. it becomes normal for them. and by doing that, they make themselves impossible for me to handle. they wear the mask of the enemy. and I'm supposed to take it on faith that they don't wield their weapons too. meanwhile my bluntness is perceived as aggression, rather than the warm embrace it is.
put two opposing autistics in a room, and any idiot could tell it wouldn't work out.