The Suffering Never Ends

Please stop and listen to our painful story and help me save the family 🇵🇸🇵🇸

Help me get my father and mother out and secure their lives

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Hello my dears, I hope you are well. Please help me. I, Mahmoud Baalou, have gon… Marleen Tipu needs your support for Please Save What's

The story of my father and mother who suffered from illness and lived under the wall of a tent

“The tent was their only shelter. Its winter wall was made of threadbare fabric that did not protect them from the cold or summer heat. Inside, they were lying on a thin mattress, two defeated bodies suffering from diabetes and high blood pressure. They woke up every day to the sound of chronic pain and dreams. That relaxes with every breath.

who the hell was going to tell me genloss was selling a physical CD AND WHY DID I HAVE TO FIND OUT ITS 40 DOLLARS AUGHHH

Jrwi Wonderlust, But plot twist,

Troy is actually a robot made by his father

And nobody knows except him, his father, and maybe a select few

Or maybe everyone knows.

Everyone’s favorite mascot. Their shining star. A perfect symbol of their city. Of their sled races. Of their victories. An idol. An image.

But underground doesn’t know. Blink and Runt? They wouldn’t know. Why would they?

Troy’s not gonna say anything.

The people above won’t say anything, because honestly? Sometimes they forget. They don’t think about it. Don’t need to, because everyone knows anyways.

And Troy bleeds. Why would he not be human?

Except he’s not. Except it’s just safety measures. Lessening impact. Easy to see on snow if something goes wrong and easy to locate.

I don’t like being referred to as a boy

I apologize for what I am going to say to you, but I have to. I am Ahmed from Gaza, married with two children. We live in the shadow of war and destruction. I lost my brother, my home, and most of my relatives. We have nothing left. I ask you to help, even a little, so that we can survive and protect my children. Any amount, even a small amount, will save our lives.

https://gofund.me/991535b1

Please help this person, as well as anyone else you can!

a father’s arms never forget the shape of a child

THE DDVAU MERCH IS HEREEEEEE

My brother literally threw the box at my head, BUT IT'S HERE!! I'M SO HAPPY, OH MY GOD NGJEIFBEIFNEIGBEKFBWJ

Thank you @kitsuneisi and @xmaruu11 for the amazing comic (AND THE MERCH), and I'm so excited to hang up my poster and put the little Mother Spore on one of my bags :3

I'm so normal about this comic, omfg (that's a lie, I'm obsessed with the comic)

Literally me with all of my current hyperfixations rn

The purpose of life is to get really into stories that drive you so crazy you sometimes feel the need to throw up from how much you love them

GOD, I love being up at 12:30 in the morning and writing (roleplaying) THE most gut-wrenching, heart-aching angst known to man with my OCs /gen

It's for my DSMP AU, but still!

TW/CW: Themes of abuse/manipulation

Character A was told that love = getting hurt by someone when they were younger. Character B confesses to them, Character A has a panic attack and leaves without an explanation. Character B talks about it to Character C and tells Character C that he's been avoiding Character A for a week to not make them uncomfortable, so Character C offers to go with him to talk to Character A.

She gets Character A to meet up with her and she tells them that a friend wants to talk to them. Character B appears and he apologizes for making Character A upset, stating that he will accept a rejection if Character A doesn't feel the same way about him. Character A then apologizes and explains why they freaked out because they were told that if someone loved them, they would get hurt. They ran away because they didn't want to get hurt again.

MMMMM, THE ANGST IS SO GOOD!!! (I'm normal about traumatizing my characters, I swear). Also yes, I colour-coded it so you'd understand who is who lol. No, I will not be telling you who is who, you have to figure that out yourself in the future :D.

I yelled at my dad today. I didn't mean to, it's just... those stupid cameras appeared again today and they won't go away and it's freaking me out. so, I yelled for him and he asked me what was wrong.

I told him that there were cameras in all of the corners of my room, because there was! and he looked around and he looked back at me all confused. he said that there weren't any cameras, so I told him again that there were cameras in my room. and he didn't believe me!

he said that I should calm down and take another look around the room, just to make sure what I'm seeing is really there. and I did and those cameras were still there, so I reiterated it to him. and he said rather firmly that there weren't any cameras in my room and that I must be seeing things.

I got so mad at him for saying that that I snapped at him and I yelled at him. I'm pretty sure I was just yelling that there were in fact cameras in my room and I was scared because someone was watching me, but I don't fully remember it. all I remember is that after I was done yelling, he hugged me. which is weird because he's not really a hugger.

he said something about how everything around me was real and that I was safe and I kinda just hugged him back and zoned out. after he left, I double checked all the corners of the room. I thought that maybe he was right and I was just seeing things.

the fucking cameras were still there, pointed directly at me.

watching me.