The Amount Of People Who Think “wyd” Is At All Hot Is Fucking Astounding. I Don’t Want Nonchalant.

Normalize masturbating just because you need the dopamine.

so u prefer pancakes to waffles? i’m more into waffles than pancakes like i can eat a whole box of eggo waffles if we being totally honest 🤭😅🩷

how big are your breast❔🙄

they’re C cups. and yes, i love the smoother texture of pancakes and i use vegetable oil instead of butter because it gives it that crispy edge. add some real syrup (not that other shit) and butter….mmmmm. delicious.🤤🥞

pretty girls with a voice kink are the easiest to corrupt

a mere voice note suffices to reduce them to filthy sluts

can you do the breast in your panties and mouth while you drool pic again 🩷

not rn i’m on my period.

Born in 1997. Am I too old for you ?

lol no ur about as old as me.

need him to say “i’m gonna cum” as he’s railing me into the mattress before filling me up

don’t you think i’d look so pretty giggling and making out with your cock?💗

Please read with your heart, and your eyes🥺💔

I’m a amani mother of five children, and I carry this burden alone.

Not just because they are young—

but because the war has stolen everything from us:

our home, our work, our safety, even the right to choose.💔

We live in fear, surrounded by destruction,

in a world that no longer resembles anything familiar.

I'm not just tired—

it's as if the war has settled in my bones.

It eats away at my heart, quietly, every day, every moment.

gofundme.com

Donate to "A mother from Gaza dreams of a safe life for her children", organized by Mousa Dalloul

Note:(100$=1000kr) My name is Amani, a Palestinian mot… Mousa Dalloul needs your support for "A mother from Gaza dreams of a safe lif

My children don’t know what childhood feels like.😭💔

All they know is the sound of drones and bombs.

We eat less than the body needs.

We drink water that tastes of rust and dust.

There is no medicine.

Electricity is a rare visitor.

And the sky? It rains fire and terror.

Safety? That’s a word from the past.

They ask me questions I can’t answer:

"Will we survive?"

From the depths of my heart.thank you to the fifteen people who have donated for my children.

and to anyone who has shared the link.

In two years, I’ve only raised 1% of our goal.My voice hasn't reached far. It hasn’t been heard by the one who could help.

But this number isn’t just money.

It’s life.

It’s medicine for my sick child.

It’s food on a cold day.

It’s a blanket for shivering bodies.

It’s hope beneath the rubble.

Please—don’t scroll past. Don’t turn off your light.

We are still here.The war in Gaza is still here.

And we still believe that someone will see us.

That someone will reach out.

Let that someone be you.

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #573)✅️

Thank you❤️‍🩹🙏

feet

this is funny

i sleep diagonally so i wake up to a dutch angle view of my ceiling symbolising my descent into madness