Hello, How are you? I am Anas from Gaza. Due to the terrible situation, war, bombings, and the dire living conditions, could you please help us by donating through the GoFundMe link, even if it's just a small amount? And if you can't, could you please share the link?😔💔💔💔 I humbly request your assistance by sharing the following link or small donate to support my family during these difficult times. I understand that this may be an inconvenience, and I apologize for any discomfort my request may cause. Your generosity could greatly impact our lives, and we truly appreciate your consideration. Thank you for your kindness.🙏❤️🥹
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i rlly enjoyed your sap x gnf x reader fic but it says amab but then describes female anotomy not mad for upset or anything, jus a lil confused
much love <3
oh ty for telling me I just noticed it! at the start it was supposed to be much longer, different and with amab reader but at the end i forgot to change it since i was tired and forgot about it, sorry for the confusion tho ( im haopy you liked it <33 )
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After fifteen months of forced displacement, we returned carrying hope, but what we found was harsher than we had imagined. Our homes were no longer homes. They had become silent ruins telling a story of loss. There were no longer walls to protect us nor windows overlooking the dreams we had grown up with. Every corner here whispered the pain of memories, the sound of laughter buried under the rubble, and the warmth of family that had become just a memory.
We walked 11 miles, nearly 18 kilometers, carrying what was left of our lives on our shoulders, treading over harsh ground that seemed to reproach us for our absence. The road was not just a distance. It was a lesson in patience and resilience. Our bodies were exhausted, but our souls burned with longing.
Today, we stand on this land, trying to gather what remains, to start again despite the pain. But the truth is, we can't do it alone. We need a helping hand, support to rebuild our lives as they once were, or even better. This land has suffered just as we have, yet it still holds the potential for life. And so do we… we just need someone to believe in us, to help us rise again.
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congrats on 1k btw! you deserve it <3
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"You're not going out in that outfit."- is what it all started. That simple sentence and your answer to is, caused everything that happened after. "Says who?", was the answer you gave Dream after he forbade you to go out with your friends in that beautiful, tight dress that complimented your body in every right spot.
Thanks to that, you were bent over the kitchen counter, with your hands pinned over your head and your chest pressed forcefully against the countertop.
"Is this what you wanted, yeah? For someone to bend you over and fuck your dumb little brains out. Fucking whore.", the blond mumbled as he thrusted deep inside of you, not caring to give you even the slightest bit of pleasure. He couldn't care less, just wanted to show you who's in charge.
"N-no.", you whined out as the slapping skin rang through your ears, illuminating so peacefully from the walls.
"Well I guess that's what you're facing. Couldn't even give me a good answer, no. You had to be a fucking brat and idiot about it. Had to be a slut. Right? My pretty fucking slut."
"'M not a slut!"
His hand found the back of your thigh before he pulled your hair back, pulling your head up with it to grab your throat. "Yeah, you're not? Then why are you getting so turned on by this? Did you wear that because you knew I would never allow you to go out in that?"
Dream always was a little bit possessive and he hated that about himself, but you really enjoyed it. And yes maybe, just maybe you wore this just because you knew you would end up getting fucked dumb. Maybe that was your goal. But you would never tell him, you would never boost his ego like that.
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This campaign is created on behalf of a very valuable and dear friend of mine, Hammad A., who is dealing with devastating tragedy and loss that none of us in the empirical core could possibly begin to imagine.
Hammad is one of the most thoughtful, considerate, and hard-working people I know -- and while he has tried his best to provide for his family under these immensely difficult circumstances, he now needs our help to keep him and his family alive.
Picture this: Your life has been turned upside down instantly; everything you have worked your whole life for -- gone in an instant. Everything you once knew turned to rubble and destruction. Your home, where you grew up and created childhood memories with -- gone. Your job, where you dedicated your energy and effort into building a career you loved -- gone. The most basic necessities we take for granted -- warmth, fresh air, the ability to move around freely and safely -- ripped away from you.
As you understand by now, there is only so much resilience the human body can endure, and the urgent need to do anything you can to save your family is the exact reason Hammad has allowed us the opportunity to help him and his family be freed from the immense suffering and stress they currently face.
His tent was recently flooded, damaging the little items that he had after losing everything, and destroying the little shelter he and his family had to protect them against the harsh elements.
Chuffed has a waiting period for processing and transferring funds. If you want your donation to IMMEDIATELY be sent to Hammad, paypal is linked below.
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
i love this woman sm
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arriving at Venice for her holidays the 79th Venice International Film Festival | September 05, 2022
i will be taking a break from things for a while, i don't really know when ill be back, but please guys, take time to process this and to mourn, don't rush into things and just take your time. remember, you are loved and strong, so don't give up yet.
Until next time, love you guys <3
One-day tour in London