At this point you might have broken the Guinness world record for getting termed

Don't ever hesitate. Reblog this. This should be in the tumblr laws. When you see it, REBLOG IT.

If you ever need anything

this post seems to have broken containment and if anyone's interested in what they were telling me to stop, i found the og post with this song and was mass reblogging it at an alarming rate. ive done this multiple times but i think this was the instance i reblogged it 64 times in a row

How many times must I scream? How many messages must I write before you feel our suffering? How many times must I say that we are dying of hunger? 😢

The silence I receive in return is terrifying. What more can I do for you to see the nightmare we are living? Perhaps you are now sitting safely in your homes or workplaces, but you are not hungry.

Oh God… I can’t bear this torment anymore! 😭

We have been displaced for the eighth time in this war, under the threat of explosions and ongoing random shelling that spares no one. Moving from one place to another and trying to secure a new shelter for my family has drained everything we own and more.

The biggest problem is that donations have decreased significantly. Days go by without us receiving any help!

Every day without a donation means real hunger, and a longer night filled with fear. Your support is not a luxury; it is today’s food, tomorrow’s medicine, and the safety of an innocent child. 💚

I write to you with tears that do not stop; the situation here is beyond what any human being can endure, beyond what words can describe. 😢

Do not say, “I’m just one person, what can I do?” Donate now and share our campaign link with your friends, for your sharing might be the reason lives are saved and we are given a chance to live. 🫂🤍

Your name will either be among those who saved lives, or among those who saw and walked away, leaving behind an innocent family and a child facing the worst fate. The decision is yours.

Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #152 ) ✅

This campaign has also been verified by @90_ghost ✅

Listening to David Bowie keeps you alive actually

PSA: Tumblr/Wordpress is preparing to start selling our user data to Midjourney and OpenAI.

you have to MANUALLY opt out of it as well.

to opt out on desktop, click your blog ➡️ blog settings ➡️ scroll til you see visibility options and it’ll be the last option to toggle.

to opt out on mobile, click your blog ➡️ scroll then click visibility ➡️ toggle opt out option.

if you’ve already opted out of showing up in google searches, it’s preselected for you. if you don’t have the option available, update your app or close your browser/refresh a few times. important to note you also have to opt out for each blog you own separately, so if you’d like to prevent AI scraping your blog i’d really recommend taking the time to opt out. (source)

yeahhhh im not normal about him

i reread our conversations when he goes to bed, i read all his posts over and over, i spend my entire day talking to him ( and when we’re not talking life gets so painfully dull ), i literally zone out thinking about him all the time. he’s an addiction but by the gods i’ll let him destroy me

some of yall need to work on your internalized misogyny because wtf does it means you think hc regulus a trans is transphobic because a has «  feminine traits » because wtf are feminine traits and why would that be a bad thing to have « feminine traits » 🤨

I hope there are even more trans men in 2026

Help Noor Rebuild Her Life and Care for Her Children

I am Noor, a mother of three children: Yamen (5 years old), Tala (11 years old), and Yara (9 years old). I once lived a simple life in Gaza, filled with love and hope, but the war took everything from us.

My husband has been missing since the start of the war, and I have no idea where he is or what happened to him. Our home, our safe haven, was completely destroyed in a bombing. I had no choice but to flee with my children, moving from one place to another, with nowhere to call home.

But the suffering didn’t stop there. I was severely injured in an airstrike, leaving me unable to move my right hand entirely. I’ve undergone two surgeries so far, but my hand remains lifeless. My leg was also severely injured and requires ongoing treatment. I am unable to do even the simplest things for my children, who look at me with eyes full of fear and hope.

Process reports

I traveled to Egypt, clinging to the hope of receiving the medical care I so desperately need. However, the cost of treatment is overwhelming. The surgeries, medications, and physical therapy are all essential, but I simply cannot afford them.

My children need me, and I need your help. I don’t want to give in to pain or despair, but I cannot do this alone. Every donation you make is a lifeline for my children to feel safe again and a ray of hope for me to regain my strength and stand by their side.

Please, help me. Give me the chance to recover, to care for my children, and to be the mother they so desperately need

The campaign has been checked by @90-ghost here

Donation Link

due to personal reasons I will be gay as fuck this year. I'm talking fagging-out like never seen before, pansying my way downtown in the rain. I'll be ramping up the queer-o-meter to ten billion, marking the beginning of my metamorphosis into homotron 3000

A Small Message with a Big Hope 💔

Because of war, my family has lost safety, stability, and even our most basic needs.

Some days, putting food on the table is our biggest struggle

We are not asking for luxury — only for the chance to survive with dignity and hope.

Any support, no matter how small, can help save our family from hunger and hardship.

Your kindness can truly change our lives.

From our hearts, thank you for standing with us.

https://gofund.me/43d65bcc6

im gonna marry that man one day, you’ll see

Reminder to drink water and take your meds 💖