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[worldhistoire]

Welcome 2026!

[phantomrose96]

funniest thing about seeing tumblr mentioned on other websites is the people who are utterly confident that tumblr is exactly as it was in 2012. like we're a bug trapped in amber.

[openingadoor]

The internet is an evil place where you will meet the Greatest people of All Time

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[worldhistoire]

tipitipitipiti, come mai

[nour-blogmomenfamily]

No safety. No food. No aid. No water. No healthcare. No education. Is this what it means to live? Is this what world accept as life?

If a group of animals were trapped, starved, and cut off from the world like this, people would be outraged. But because it's us—human beings—somehow, the world looks away.

These are unbearable days. Everything feels heavy. Each hour presses on my chest like I’m being suffocated.

My family needs urgent help.

Basic survival has become nearly impossible. Bread—just bread—now costs over $25 a day to make.

We are not asking for luxury. We are begging for life.

Please, if you’re reading this: help. Reblog this post. Talk about us. Donate if you can. Even a small act can mean everything right now.

#crisis #humanrights #emergency #donate #pleasehelp #tumblrcommunity #survivestories #reblogtohelp #signalboost

[iguanamarina]

[worldhistoire]

170225 blind selection from The Flame

"When You Wake Up" (Cohen, Leonard)

When you wake up into the panic

and the tulips from Ralp'h's

have almost had it,

why don't you change the water

and cut the stems,

maybe find a vase a little taller

to help them stand up straight?

When you wake up into the panic

and the Devil's almost got you

to throw yourself off the cliffs of religion,

why don't you lie down

in front of the ferocious traffic

of your daily life

and get creamed by some of the details?

Leonard Cohen

December 13, 1993

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[worldhistoire]

boop this

[artbybarsha]

violin and roses

[metamorphesque]

Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out by Richard Siken

[o-captain-bi-captain]

There is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels with someone, for someone, a pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echoes.

Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being