Frida Gustavsson @ Alexander McQueen Spr/Sum 2011
twink deaths
dilf births
telemachus redesign
added some more gold and more cloth to give off a more royal appearence, and made the cyan of his tunic a bit darker
Lactose: e-excuse me...
Stomach: hey, what do we have here? Some goddamned lactose!
Small intestine: we don't like lactose here, ya know? You're gatecrashing a very private party!
Large intestine: (pushes him, making him stumble) there's two ways you can leave here... The easy way, or the hard way. What's it gonna be?
Lactose: but I...
Lactase: (deep voice) step back, everyone. (walks up and puts his arm around lactose's shoulders) he's with *me*
Large intestine: lactase?!
Small intestine: b-but you're both...
Lactase: I *said* he's with me. You got a problem with that?
Stomach: (finishes sizing him up) right. Course not. It's cool, lactose. Just don't cause any *problems*, you hear?
Lactose: I-I w-
Lactase: you don't have to answer that, babe. Just keep walking
DONT SKIPπ¨π΅πΈ
Hello, my name is Jaber Mohammad Al-Dahdouh. Iβm 13 years old, and Iβm sharing my story of how war has taken everything from my family and me ππ.
I grew up in northern Gaza, where we lived a life of comfort and love ππ , all thanks to my mother, Maysaa β€οΈ, who has a heart condition π, and my father, who worked hard to provide a bright future for us ππ¨βπ©βπ§βπ¦. My siblingsβShabaan, Hanan, Ahmed, and my youngest sister Ameera, our little darling π§πβwere my closest friends, and we shared dreams π, laughter π, and plans for a life full of hope π β¨.
I was a student π at the Rosary Sisters School, part of the Union of Churches. My school meant so much to me; it was more than a building π«. It was my second home π‘, a place where I felt safe and happy ππ, surrounded by friends and childhood laughter π¦π§π«.
But in a single moment, our lives were turned upside down ππ’. The war destroyed our home π π₯ and my beloved school π«π, and we were forced to flee south under heavy bombing π£π₯π¨. We took refuge in the Nuseirat area, hoping to find safety π€². Yet even there, we were not spared; fighter jets bombed βοΈπ₯ the very place where we had sought shelter. I witnessed family members being taken from us in that attack ποΈπ.
I share my story today as a child who has lost almost everything: my home π π, my school π«πͺοΈ, family members π¨βπ©βπ§βπ¦ποΈ, and even my dreams π . I am reaching out not only to share the pain π but to search for a glimmer of hope π to help rebuild our lives.
I humbly ask for your support π€²π to help me and my family through this tragedy ποΈ. My mother, Maysaa, is unwell with a heart condition π, and my remaining siblings and I need your support to rebuild from the devastation ππ. Your donations could be the only chance to restore a part of our hope π―οΈπ and enable me to build a new future from the rubble π‘β¨.
Thank you for your kindness and support β€οΈππ·.
thanks youtube i always wanted to know how to grill an egg
βDo not draw me without reason. Do not wield me without valor.β
βBut if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.β
This was my art schoolβs water fountain. Drink from them wolf tiddies
Jason, English nerd, Todd: USE OXFORD COMMAS, CUNT!
Tim, I dropped out of high school Iβll do whatever the fuck I want, Drake: No.
Dick, I speak like 17 languages fluently and still refuse to follow or learn the grammar rules in this one, Grayson: a what?