| Noor | she/they/he | 20 | virtuous, volatile velociraptor
42 posts
Hello,
How do you do ? I hope to be in a good condition.
This is my special campaign
We hope to help us by donating or sharing to others.
Every donation makes a different even if it a small.
As you know, the war began on October 7 and lasted ten months. During this period, we were unable to obtain food, drink, or treatment because we did not have money.
There is no source of income for the family at the present time, so we are unable to buy food, clean water, and medicine, especially after we are afflicted with the ongoing infectious diseases spread in the north like Hepatitis C disease.
Our house has been damaged a lot since the beginning of the war. We are from the north of Gaza and we are still in the north and have not displaced to the south. We displaced 10 times from place to another seeking to safety .
We hope for your help and support, even if only a little.
This is the link if you would to read our story well ๐๐
https://gofund.me/4e896ac1
Thank you all
Hope this gets vetted soon! and i cant donate unfortunately, but i do hope this reaches people who can!
From river to the sea, Palestine will be free ๐ต๐ธ๐ต๐ธ
https://gofund.me/e6a1e1e9
fixing people is old news; need PPL to break me in new ways so that i can actually get surprised at this point ๐ช
trying to fix people isn't for me girl i couldn't even fix myself
im genius and quote worthy, and everyone should worship my gay ass, period. (okay, narcissistic period is over, now depression ayega ๐คง)
Url change!
toosoontotellyouily -> cleodotcum
Its been 3 months since i had this url, a url change was a long time coming (or cumming ๐)
I THINK I'M ABOUT TO HAVE A SHAWN MENDES PHASE AGAIN, BUT I'M LOVIN IT CAUSE TEENAGE ME WROTE FANFICS ABT THIS MF ๐คง๐๐
finish eating your bible before dessert
"why spread hate when you can spread homosexuality!!"
@toosoontotellyouily
quote worthy shit as always; we need help asap meow meow
"haven't i given enough?"
It's on days like these when I wish, I lived alone. In a home settled deep into a busy street in this busy city, with one space, only for me. On days like this when the rain has fallen all over the pavement and the scent of trees is in the air, I wish I lived with my thoughts and perhaps a cat, if only I could.
There is comfort in this home I reside in, a family filled with love and admiration for each other, but still, amidst all the underlying chaos of pain and dysfunction, there is only one thing on my mind. I wish I lived alone. The house I would live in would be mine alone. Filled with so many things green it would almost be like Pantone decided to trip the green palette into the space.
I look at my room, which really hasn't been mine in the past year, and see things no one else does, for they aren't here. Memories of nights with friends that don't come into this room anymore. Days where I've spent my entire afternoon painting on this very floor, covering each corner of the tile with a different color. What memories will I be able to make when I don't have to hide in a single room for the entire day? Will all these bits and pieces spread around the entire house in just a chaos of boredom and peace?
Will I recognize freedom when it greets me with warm hands and a shy smile at the front door? Or will I turn it away because it isn't the shivering, crippling figure of the anxiety that made me hide under the very desk I write this on top of when everything was too bright and my head wanted life dull?
I'm unsure of only one thing when it comes to the fact that I wished I lived alone. The fact that I won't understand that living alone and being lonely may just be two different things that have nothing to do with each other. Living alone might just be the one thing that salvages the hollow fear I feel inside. There isn't somebody who tells me I did my best anymore. Will I tell myself for every next day in the future, that I did everything that I could and I still will?
The house that I call mine will cover each and every wall with not just paintings and art, but splashes of all the mistakes I've made, so I know there is nothing to be afraid of when it comes to accepting your mistakes, not even displaying them on the wall of your own home.
I wish, on days like this, when the absolute massacre of personal space is a matter of zero concern for people in this house, that I lived alone.
I wish I lived in a home, where being my authentic self wasn't shameful and uncomfortable, but so honest and appreciated, that I would never live.
I wish to live in a home, where I am confined to these walls not by constraint but by my choice. I wish, on these days when everything moves above, below, and beside me. I only wish, to live alone.
~ noor.
Noor | She/they/he | 20
โ blog โ favourite Spotify playlist
"No one is free until everyone is free"
๐ต๐ธ๐ง๐ฉ๐ธ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฉ
~find me in those glades where liberation blooms in orange tulips, and a frolicking angel with bare feet smiles upon the glistening sun~
Hobbies ๐ฎโ๏ธ~ practicing witchcraft, yelling in feminine rage, frolicking in grass, listening to cigarettes after sex in a dark bathroom, journaling in the shower, dancing on my bed, and living life as gay as possible <3
The norm is a fuck all construct to trap enlightened souls.