Es Reconfortante Sentir El Amor A Tu Alrededor

Jean Paul Gaultier

Spring 2020 couture

Haircut

Rin from The Poppy War by RF Kuang

the struggle to love

R.F Kuang, The Dragon Republic (deleted scene) | Sleeping at Last, “Neptune” | Richard Siken, War of the Foxes | Clarice Lispector, The Stream of Life | Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath | Franz Kafka, Diaries (1910-1923) | Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? | Gabrielle Zevin, Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow | Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red | Richard Siken, “Wishbone”

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🕊️ Please Take a Moment to Read Nadin’s Story

My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.

I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.

My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.

I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.

This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.

If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.

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Help Nadin Keep Her Life Stitched Together

My name is Nadin I’m a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza who are trying to hold on — to hope, to our families, to any piece

I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.

Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.

I know it’s not hard to point out reactionaries hypocrisy when it comes to like safe spaces or hug boxes or whatever but genuinely how much of an echo chamber do you have to exist in for you to think this is a reasonable thing to say

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“this fic was written by AI”

M.L.Rio, “If We Were Villains.”

louis and zayn messing with liam and his bandana

(wwa london 6/7/14) [alternate link]