LOOK AT SONIC TAKING A BITE OUT OF THE FIRST CHILLI DOG - IN HIS RIGHT HAND. HE TILTS HIS HEAD TO BITE IT AND THE BACK OF HIS QUILLS HITS SHADOW.
THEN SHADOW LOOKS AT HIM BECAUSE HE FELT SONIC’S QUILLS POKE HIM. IN TIME TO SEE HIM BITE THE OTHER DOG. BUT SONIC ACCIDENTALLY MISSES AND POKES IT AGAINST HIS CHEEK.
AND THEN SHADOW SHAKES HIS HEAD BECAUSE HE WAS DISAPPOINTED AT SONIC’S STUPIDITY.
BUT HE WOULDN’T HAVE DONE THAT IF SONIC HADN’T ACCIDENTALLY POKED HIM WITH HIS QUILLS.
THE ATTENTION TO DETAIL IMMACULATE.
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‼️Hello everyone ‼️
I am really in a very bad situation, but I am here asking for help. Please do not turn me away. Here is a new donation link. I have prepared it again because my old link was closed by the program and half of the donations went to their owners again.
My husband never works and we buy all our supplies for me and my young children from this link which has been closed😔💔
Speaking of opening the Rafah land crossing, I want to collect the amount that I can use to secure my family and children to leave Gaza to safety because the Israeli army has no safety again. I ask you to help us. Donate any amount. Everything you donate is for my children and their future.
Thank you all for continuing to read and I hope you donate 🙏❤️
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Smh can't believe Tinman just got up and left Munchka like that cause of some 'evil witches curse' 🙄🙄🙄 typical
Here I go confusing 2 different fandoms again with my silly stuff
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My name is Fadi A. Ayyad, an 18-year old son of an extended Palestinian family from Northern Gaza, specifically from Al-Shujaiya , the most devastated area where the horrific war is now taking place.
Folks, meet Fadi: a displaced student living with his family in Gaza. Before their lives were uprooted, his father worked as a well-known English teacher, and his brothers were attending university studying toward their own degrees. Now, everything they once knew has been lost. They are exhausted; their daily lives are marked by struggle and fear.
They hope to evacuate their family of eight out of Gaza; so far, they have raised $24,382 USD raised of their $35,000 goal to do so.
In Fadi's own words:
I don’t want my dreams and ambitions to disappear. My only chance to realize such dreams is to leave Gaza as soon as possible to join the ongoing intensive classes offered for the Palestinian students who flee the war in Egypt. My dream will come true with your help. My older brothers have also lost their education at university and seemingly the war will kill everything we have been trying to build over years. It seems that our dreams and hopes will be a thing of the past.
Your donation will help secure this family's dreams, ensure their safety, and help them reclaim some of the life which was stolen from them.
If you cannot donate at this time, please follow Fadi at @aymanayyad82 (prev. aymanayyad81), share his posts, and read more of this family's story on their GFM page.
Any donation, no matter how small, makes a difference.
He’s a paragon of mental health, guys.
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He was most certainly drunk at the fireworks festival.
My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.
But life had other plans.
War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.
There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.
I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.
Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.
This is my life.
This is my daughter’s life.
And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.
Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.
That’s why I keep going.
I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.
How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war
💛 If you can, please support our journey here:
If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.
From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.
I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.
Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.