Im So So So Sorry - Blog Posts
GUYS I ACCIDENTALLY SENT A YAP SESSION TO A ARTIST WHO CREATED A CHARACTER I REALLY LIKE AS AN ASK AND DIDN'T EVEN MAKE IT ANONYMOUS, I'M COOKED 😭
Hey so apparently my parents are getting divorced 💀 so I apologize in advance at my lack of presence in here. I'll get back as soon as I process all of this.
Guys I'm so devastated to announce that I will much likely be taking a short break in writing🥹🙏 we have this filming project and I get to be the mc of the film! Which means I have to prioritize it more. However, I assure you all that I will not be abandoning "tip toes" ✨ you can keep sending me asks or questions about the story and I will try my best to answer them all🤍
Hello. This is Mahmoud Khalaf from Gaza, currently studying in Ireland. I hope you’re doing well. I am campaigning to evacuate my family from Gaza and reunite with them in Ireland where we can build a new life in a safe place. My campaign has been vetted by El Shab Hussein and Nabulsi #151 on the Vetted Gaza Fundraisers List, as explained in the post. We are at 68% of our final fundraising goal. Could we ask you please to reblog our post titled “Traumatized in Ireland While my Family is Facing Death and Starvation in Gaza" Link https://www.tumblr.com/supportgaza/767056441041420288/we-are-at-68-of-our-final-fundraising-goal?source=share
Ah, life in America sucks as usual but not as much as life in Gaza.
Wish you the best in regards of relocating your family to Ireland, however, I won't be able to fundraise your campaign. However, I may use my platform to help you get the recognition you need so you can get help.
I'm terribly sorry I can't do much to help you.
I am Marwa, a mother from Gaza with three children. I feel very hopeless. My youngest daughter has started having seizures from extreme fear. I need to do an EEG and tests. My daughter’s glasses broke and I cannot buy them enough food. My heart can no longer bear this pain alone. I hope you sympathize with me and help me.
As someone who lives in poverty, I'm able to feel the pain of not being able to have the means to be able to get enough for family and make sure they are happy and healthy. But that also means, I can't help with donating.
I'm not saying that because I want to say it, no. I don't think that people should know I don't have enough money to take care of myself, that's not anyone's business but my own.
However, if I had the money, the means, I'd help you. But I can't and I'm truly sorry.
No one should go through what's happening in Gaza, no one should be in any kind of pain, emotional or physical and it breaks my heart that it's happening and I can't do anything about it. The only thing I can do, is get your story out and hope and pray the right people find it.
Genuinely sorry, Ma'am..
Hello,
I hope this message finds you well.
My name is Rima, and I am carrying the heavy responsibility of supporting my family after we lost everything—our home, work, and most painfully, my father—due to the war. Once a software engineering student with dreams, I now work tirelessly to help my family survive in these difficult times.
We need your support. Even $5, $10, or a reblog of my pinned blog can make a difference.
Your kindness means the world to us.
🍉🍉 Together, we can survive.
I'm so sorry I can't do much to help you much. The only thing I can do is get your story out there.
Oh it’s the one time of year Edgeworth and I hate for the same reason.
One week until Christmas! There is nothing relevant to this game franchise
The Bad Days
Dean Winchester, who holds the weight of the world on his shoulders, who is self-sacrificial, who hides his anguish between snarky sarcastic jokes and a flirty, I-know-I'm-hot smirk, who is protective and loyal to those he loves to a fault, is not immune to bad days. In fact, Dean has them frequently, but the bad days, and I mean the really bad days, where the weight he holds and tries to shoulder alone finally comes crashing down on him, and all he can think about are the people he couldn't save, and the people he thinks he's failed all flash through his mind, and all the ways he's let down the people that matter most to him are all that he can see when he takes in his desolate reflection, are the days that he falters, and the days where he needs you the most. Those days that he pushes everyone away the most, those are the bad days I'm talking about.
Sometimes they'll start off ordinarily, or as ordinarily as a day in the life of a Winchester, or of a hunter, can. Those are the days when the angish sneaks below his feet, circling in the shadows and ensnaring him on Sam's pointed jab, or a flash of deja-vu as he catches a glimpse of a face that looks like someone he couldn't save. The days that start off mundane for Dean are the ones where the hair trigger could be anything from a misinterpreted joke, to a hunt gone sour, could send him into a spiral that would take even the strongest archangel out of commission for months at a time. Other times, the days will start with a heart-stopping jolt, with a cold sweat drenching the back of his shirt. On days when his morning starts with a anxiety-riddled, gasp as he stretches his arm across the bed, desperate to find the grounding comfort of your sleeping form beside him, he is surly and mean, and does everything in his power to isolate himself and push everyone away. Not out of a vindictive anger, but out of a deep-rooted self-loathing that makes him believe that he deserves this pain, that he deserves to be forgotten, abandoned, and hated by the people he holds dearest.
These are the days where he needs you most. Don't get me wrong, he wants you, and needs you every day, but when he's in a spiral, on the days where even basic kindness seems like something he doesn't even deserve to dream about, these are the days that he needs all of your love and concern. All of the worry that he teasingly tells you is wasted on a strong man like him, that he gets into shouting matches with Sam and Castiel over because damnit he is not an incapable child!
So on days like that, hold him a little tighter. Dote on him a little more. Tell him that you love him, and that he deserves kindness and love and he is not evil, hell he's not even bad. Remind him that for every mistake he's made, he's fixed a hundred others, and for every person he feels he's failed, he's save a thousand more.
On days when Dean Winchester feels like the world would be better off had he never been born, remind him how glad you are that he was. Remind him of how loved he is, and cuddle a little closer to him, and pretend not to notice the way your shirt grows damp when he buries his head in your shoulder and finally, finally lets himself feel, lets himself cry.