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OMG WTFF?!? HELLO???
haven't watched this (i don't really like theory videos) but this thumbnail is making me lose it
Kind of a dancing cactus Cosmo au? Sounds lame
The way his body language so clearly shows how much he did not want to let her go and back away
They both held on as long as possible
Shadow wouldn't even turn his back to her
Just kept looking at her, and Gerald, and both, that's his family...
I follow this lady on instagram who rescues cats, and i have been thinking about this video for literal months. behold the transformation of this wretched little beast
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@whoischrista
I follow this lady on instagram who rescues cats, and i have been thinking about this video for literal months. behold the transformation of this wretched little beast
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Klevan’ Ukraine by Sergey Polyushko
🔥🔥🔥
im shocked the wip blew up like it did, thank you!
heres the first two 2021 calendar art edits!
IT'S HER DAY
favorite headcanon is that rouge and sonic are the friends that flirt with each other as a joke but if anyone suggested they were dating they'd be REPULSED
this is not made to make fun of sonouge shippers! if that's your thing i'm cool w that lmao i just don't personally ship em and this interpretation is funny
Here's a bodyguard/princess romance movie I want to watch this summer ❤️🔥👀 heheheLMAO
Also my secret plan is in place and rolling
I FOUND THIS F* UPED TOY ON THE INTERNET IT'S HILARIOUS
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Closeups
How the events of Tweek x Craig actually unfolded.
When you accidentally post on the wrong blog so you delete your post and quickly post it to the correct blog and just hope nobody noticed
The brainrot came back....
I FINALLY FOUND YOU RAAAHH!!!!
Game Maria admiring Movie Maria ✨💫
they're putting beautiful autistic women in my reels again
star jams
🏚️ From Rubble to Renewal — Help Mohamed Rebuild a Home Full of Hope 🌿
In the blink of an eye, the life we knew disappeared.
My name is Mohamed, and I’m writing this with a heart full of sorrow—but also a quiet flame of hope. Our family home, a place that held generations of memories, was reduced to rubble in an instant. The rooms that once echoed with laughter, the walls that witnessed our stories, and the garden where we dreamed of better days—all of it is gone.
And yet, we are still here.
Still standing. Still believing. Still dreaming.
Before the war, our home wasn’t just a structure—it was everything. It was the heartbeat of our family. We shared countless dinners around a modest table, whispered goodnight to one another across quiet rooms, and celebrated the small joys that made life meaningful. It was a place of love, of safety, of tradition.
Losing it has left a deep wound in our lives. But what we haven’t lost is our will to rebuild.
We are determined not to let destruction be the end of our story. We want to rebuild our home not just with bricks and wood, but with faith, with dignity, and with your support.
I know there are countless stories in the world that deserve to be heard, and I humbly ask that you take a moment to hear ours. We are turning to this community, to the kindness of strangers, because we believe in the power of people coming together to lift one another out of despair.
Your support—whether it’s a donation, a share, or even just a moment of your time—can help lay the first stone of our new beginning.
💛 Every dollar brings us one step closer to safety. 🧱 Every share gives our story a voice. 🌱 Every gesture, no matter how small, is a reminder that compassion can grow even in the harshest soil.
We are not asking for charity. We are asking for a chance. A chance to rebuild our lives, to give our children a roof under which they can dream again, and to find peace after so much pain.
Please, if you feel moved by our story, consider helping us build something new from what’s been lost. Your kindness will be felt not just in concrete and wood—but in every smile, every warm night, and every future moment of joy that your support helps make possible.
From the deepest part of my heart—thank you. For your time, your love, and your belief in us. We will never forget it.
With all my gratitude, – Mohamed
*goes to bed for five years*
saw this on twitter and instantly knew what i had to do, even the colors match a lil
worst day ever