Reblog so she lives forever.
20 years. If this gets posted and we all survive for another 20…things might be alright.

Reblog so she lives forever.
20 years. If this gets posted and we all survive for another 20…things might be alright.
i would like a hug…. JUST KIDDING! i would like TWO hugs. (suddenly becomes cold and standoffish) i don’t need anything or anyone and i don’t want to talk about it.
sometimes i be saying im gonna go to bed and then i dont go to bed. frequently in fact. this is because i have the heart of an optimist and the soul of a liar
i love hearing about the declining birth rate like yesss that is a major problem considering our dominant economic model. a problem i plan on contributing to 👍 joining the war on declining birth rates on the side of declining birth rates
mamma, I'm unhappy
Having your main anxiety response be Avoidance is crazy cause you'll think you're chillin and then one day you're like waitttt I've been paralyzed with fear this whole time. Damn
Was anybody else playing dead the whole time they were teenagers or is that just a me problem. Like I'm 20 now and I'm like Oh shit I didn't do anything. Because I'm scared
Bear vibing in a river ⊂( ̄(エ) ̄)⊃
Long Eared Bat in a Coconut Shell 🥥
Please, stop whatever you're doing right now. Stop playing games, watching movies, following matches, or listening to music... Leave everything else for just one minute, and sit with yourself and ask yourself honestly: Did we deserve to die? Do we deserve to live this way? Do you think this is fair?
Are you happy that the war is over? It's as if you're happy that a tragic incident ended, while the bodies are still there, the wounded are untreated, and the destruction remains untouched.
This is us now. We've been left like a crime scene after everyone has left, with the wounds open and the devastation untouched. We're still here, trying to survive. If your answer is "no," if you still see us as human beings, then do something.
Please don’t turn away.
This isn’t just a post — it’s a voice reaching out from beneath the rubble, asking to be heard. There are children still waiting for light, families still holding on to a fading breath of hope. We’ve lost almost everything, yet we’re still trying to survive, to stay human. If you can do one thing — share, donate, or even speak — please do it. Your silence helps no one. Your voice might.
Hello everyone.. I hope you do a lot here.. Don't let it stop with you.. Share it outside please. And donate too. It's a humanitarian matter to save four children
sidewalk art I walked by today. there is love out there.