Send this to all your favourite moots and pass the pumpkin round! KEEP THE PUMPKIN TRAIN GOING 🎃🖤🎃🖤🎃
thank youu💋💋🎃🖤🎃🖤(i totally will)
Aaron Hotchner in every episode of Criminal Minds:
Season 1, Episode 7, ‘The Fox’
“The triplets fell off”
Nah yall just criticize their every move try to control them by telling them how they should cut their hair or keep their hair, telling them to shave bc YOU don’t like it, and telling them how to live THEIR lives. They didn’t fall off you’re just mad bc they’re not doing what YOU WANT THEM TO DO they’ve been posting every week for 5 YEARS straight has done 2 tours so far and about to start a third. They’re obviously gonna be worn out they’re 21 they have been doing YouTube since they were 17 I think after tour they should take a social media break and comeback refreshed and relaxed.
And how would you feel if you had millions of people constantly demanding things from you “it’s their job and they’re complaining” like yall don’t complain about your 9-5’s? Yes it’s their job but like every job they deserve a day off “they only post one day a week” and how do you know they aren’t working on other things during that whole week?
My point is if you don’t like it just stop watching them. You don’t like their new content watch the old videos
Stop thinking that these people OWE YOU anything you want. They don’t.
i stole this from twitter
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.
everyone. on christmas day, december 25th, we all search up “halloween” to make it a trending search. it would be the FUNNIEST thing ever to see halloween be a trending search on christmas day. tell all your friends, repost this, do everything you can to make sure we can do this. REBLOG AS MUCH AS YOU CAN.
always welcome <33
please, please and please.
Who the hell gave this girl permission to look so fucking hot!
black or blue pens / hoodies or crew necks / winter or summer / cats or dogs / piercings or rings / day or night / spring or autumn / paperback or hardcover / coffee or tea / listening or playing / moon or sun / sweet or spicy / markers or crayon pencils / cds or vinyls / patches or pins / eyeliner or eyeshadow / apples or bananas / soup or stew / couch or bed / rock or pop / potatoes or pasta
cant tag cuz im on mobile and dont really know how to but any of my moots <33
@bitchboy tagged me in a this over that: building edition tag game (do all these and then add one on at the end) but it's getting really long so um. im doing it here lol
black or blue pens
hoodies or crew necks
winter or summer
cats or dogs
piercings or rings
day or night
spring or autumn
paperback or hardcover
coffee or tea
listening or playing
moon or sun
sweet or spicy
markers or pencil crayons
cds or vinyls
patches or pins
eyeliner or eyeshadow
apples or bananas
no-pressure tagging: @bsideheart @raytoroinmybackpack @lalallorona and whoever else wants to join in
Me as soon as the fic mentions “Y/N” only for it to be described as an OC, being extremely submissive and childish or uses some dumbass pet-name like “puppy”🥀🥀