Hello everyone,
incase youâre just seeing this, My mom is a plant lovers. Itâs been her, her cat, and her plants since we lost my dad as a kid. Unfortunately, Few years ago cancer came in between her and her plants. Just few months ago she had a successful surgery to remove the cervical cancer. We thought we were done.
With deep sadness, I must share that despite the successful removal of her cervix, my mom began experiencing severe internal pains during her recovery. After several check-ups and extensive kidney tests, it was confirmed that her kidneys have been affected by the cancer in a process known as metastasis. We now find ourselves facing a new and daunting challenge.
The treatment plan for metastatic cancer is complex and depends on various factors, including the type of primary cancer, the locations and number of metastatic sites, my momâs overall health, and the treatments she has already undergone. Unfortunately, this new phase of treatment is extremely expensive, and we are struggling to manage the costs.
Compounding our difficulties, my sister was recently laid off just a few weeks into her new job, and our plant shop is not running as it should. We are in a dire situation, having exhausted many of our resources to treat my mom's cervical cancer.
With heavy hearts, we are reaching out to you once again to request your help. We are initiating a crowdfunding campaign to raise funds for my momâs kidney treatment. If you can, please consider donating. Your support means everything to us, and we are eternally grateful for any assistance you can provide. Below you find link to her cancer story/journey from months ago and a link to donate.
Thank you for standing with us during this incredibly challenging time.
LINK TO HER CANCER STORY
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falin again haha
You know what? You're absolutely right.
sorry i always forget about this site...
anyway, i got into mashle
Blep. (Sequel to the boop)
Or alternatively titled: Snake Jamil, but even larger noodle
The species that Jamil is based on here is called the Blood Python (special thanks to @kirexa for the information!), which can reach an average of 4-6 ft in length and up to 30 lbs in weight.
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I love all the work in this fandom, but this... Broke my heart àČ„â _â àČ„
LOVER, YOU SHOULD'VE COME OVER. âŠËËłâč RAYNE AMES
you confess your love to rayne and you don't regret doing so. ever. angst | inspired by this song | short drabble i wrote instead of resting.
youâre ready for anything that comes your way. well, you like to tell that to yourself before you dive headfirst into anything reckless. and confessing to your crush, rayne ames, wouldnât be any different to how you approach things, even if the affirmation is a lie. you fake it 'til you make it, you suppose.
what prompted you to pour your honest feelings for him, you are not sure. but thereâs something in the way he always checks up on you through short greetings before your class starts. his random questions regarding your activity after, if youâre free, or if youâre going out, only for him to give you a warning of the slightest danger that you know you could ward off so easily.
but even then, he didnât have to do all that, with the nature of his divine visionary work, you honestly donât expect anything from him. youâre happy to just simply sit still, to quiet your thoughts when heâs near you, to smile him across the halls in simple acknowledgment.
to let him know that you exist, admiring and supporting him, was enough.
was enough.
you couldnât just sit still after he gave you a gift for no particular reason when he just got off from his mission and god so help you if you were seeing things because heâs awful at hiding his miniscule smile (or that he never intended to hide it in the first place) as he withdraws from you.
and when you open the box to be met with a limited edition merch you once complained to him of not having your hands on itâmind you, that was only a trivial musing you briefly mentioned eons agoâ your mind wonât let you sleep until you finally sealed it.
there was no way heâd do all that without an intention. heâs not that kind of person that youâve come to hold dear.
but what other option do you have in order to prove yourself wrong, other than directly addressing the source?
yeah, maybe youâre just confirming your point. maybe youâre ready to find out the truth, maybe youâre not.
you stand, knees wobbling, though rayne doesnât seem to notice it. his golden eyes fixed on yours, an unreadable expressionâlike alwaysâ stuck to his face.
you donât expect anything, truly you donât, but just this once in your life â you want to see things go right this time.
it doesnât.
you donât know where you stand with rayne at this point, maybe youâre just someone he knows, maybe youâre just a junior heâs grown fond with, like his brother, or maybe youâre not any of that â does it matter now?
(does he even think of you the way you think of him?)
(his bow, blocking whichever expression he was wearing, wasn't enough for you to draw any conclusion. the last thing you'll probably ever hear from him is his apology, his rejection ever so quiet, softening the blow. he'll never get to see how pained you are, how much you cried through closed doors, and you like to keep it that way.)
somewhere in the middle of a war between life and death, caught up in the eclipse set up by innocent zero, destruction and debris soon fall before you as you try to save another person. your head is pounding, your vision grown muzzy. a giant suddenly kicks you against brick walls until you pierce through it, and events leading after that is unrevealed to you as you lose consciousness. as death wins before life can claim you back.
you don't regret your life that much. you've let rayne know there was someone out there who watched him grow beyond limits, who loved him as he is.
his warm, tiny smile lulls you to your eternal sleep. soft, peaceful, and quiet. you leave the world in a silent goodbye.
"..."
"their body brutally experienced several traumatic injuries, the collapse was too deep. we found them after several days, and their face was muddled so we couldn't determine their identiâ"
"i'll take it from here." the coldness upon rayne's order bled through one of the investigators. he sees the merch cling to your pocket like a lucky charm, and he doesn't need proof that it's you because other than his brother, you value him more than he values himself.
he waits for prying eyes to eventually leave before he hangs his head low, he drapes your figure over a blanket. away from which the world shall never inflict pain to you ever again.
away from him, from the shattered heart that he caused.
"i'm sorry." it means nothing. his actions had done nothing for his apology to hold any weight. this is the second time he had hurt you, and from the looks of it, had cost your life instead of protecting it. protecting you.
"i'm sorry." his voice starts breaking. because i didn't want to reject you. i had to.
"i'm sorry." because i failed you.
"i'm sorry." because i loved you in the wrong way.
"i'm sorry." because i should've loved you how you deserved to be loved.
"i'm sorry." because i love you, and i never told you.
teardrops stain the blanket as quiet sobs fill the empty room. you never got to understand that when he bowed to you the first time, his lips were swollen from biting down hard, and his expression were morphed with regret. now, he looks as if he's a mourning lover deserted in his own world.
tags. @seneon @steleir @luvmequmi eat this.
notes. LOLLLLL IM EVIL :3
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fima and ruggie procreate pieces because I am trying to get used to it. (I am failing)
Everyone in the fandom agreed that Orter was a good brother without even discussing it... Very cute~
Lang dorm Orter....