DRV3 if it was peak
I'm just reposting stuff from my insta bc i don't have time to draw new stuff
awful news:
i am a danganronpa consumer. fucking hate it, would love if it would stop consuming my thoughts
anyway why do i never see fanart with the both of them
:3
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed, and this is my story.
I grew up in Gaza, a place that was once full of life. I had dreams, hopes, and a deep love for my home. But in a matter of months, everything changed. I lost my home. I lost my sense of security. I lost people I loved more than anything in the world. 💔
People often talk about strength like it’s something you can see—something loud, something powerful. But I’ve learned that true strength is often quiet.
Strength is waking up every morning when you don’t know what the day will bring. Strength is carrying the memories of those you’ve lost, while still choosing to move forward. Strength is believing in a better tomorrow, even when today feels impossible.
I don’t share my story for sympathy. I share it because I know that there is still kindness in this world. I still believe in people, in love, in hope. And I know that no matter what happens, I will keep going. Because that’s what strength really is.
And I'm now waiting to be Vetted by @gazavetters 🙏
Nirvana and Samsara
Thank you Houseki no Kuni, for changing my life. ❤️
Happy birthday, sunshine🚀🌠
Eid in Gaza is crowned with blood.
Children's dreams were not fulfilled.
In their Eid clothes, on their first day, they were expecting joy.
But the Zionist terrorist bombing turned their joy into tragedy.
The occupation made no distinction between children and women.
It showed no mercy for their laughter, and didn't even give them the opportunity to celebrate.
In the face of the world's shameful silence, the massacres and genocide continued.
It was as if Gaza was destined to bleed every Eid.
A mass holocaust was being perpetrated in full view of everyone.
But no one moved; no one stopped this bleeding wound.
Donate and participate to help us, we are forced to move to a place
this is how i imagine a non despair au going
melding
As you know, after spending a year and a half under genocide, we are now back at war again. Bombings are everywhere, martyrs are everywhere, everything is dull, the crossing is closed, there are no goods or medicine, and the prices are exorbitant. 😭😔
At this moment, there are more than 500 martyrs and the number is still increasing.😞 Every martyr is a dream. More than 500 dreams have been killed.😭😞
We will die at any moment, don't leave us alone, we need you, you are our last hope, donate to save me and my family...‼️‼️‼️