i feel unmotivated abt shifting but then i realize this is how my bank account is gonna look when i shift lolll
Me waking up from a dream where i shifted instead of actually shifting
me staring at my new face for hours after I get to my dr (and let’s not even start with my new body bc that’s a whole other story 😫😍):
#obsessed with myself
#im gonna be so insufferable
💋💋
Just a representation of sarah cleo kie and i everytime the boys are telling us their plan that is for sure gonna kill us
Where are all the kpop shifters hiding?
if you think that your dr self isn't the same person as you are, then you really have not grasped the concept of reality shifting. I'll smack the sense that it's literally a different version of you in another reality into your head.
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
EXACTLY
Isn’t a script just a biography?
Having my face on a US flag is why i wanna be in my Kpop Dr
just a silly girl who wants to watch cunty edits of herself