Thank you for your kindness and generosity❤️.
why did i think that was PV
Gyrinna and Devi
WHAT THE FREAK AMERICA?!!???
Shout to Danny for making me understand the big words cuz I do NOT have to patience to use my context clues skills
y'all can comment which character that is also a moon that i forgotten 😔
howdy
Hello my friends..
I am creating you and appeals to the compassionate hearts ... until now, no humanitarian institution has called us to rescue us until now I am my place and I have no money. Please do not leave me
I can not return to the devastating house
My baby and family need you 🥺 🙏🏻 donate me on this link
Bud cannot catch a BREAK
Okay, I'm officially obsessed with my Dandy's World x Rottmnt au......
just in case you can't read the text it says:
April: how are you holding up, Raph?
Mikey being the main distractor (He's doing nothing wrong Raph's just worried) Leo waiting till the last few seconds to teleport into the elevator during the panic timer Dee pissing off the twisteds for "research purposes" (he's already completed all the research)
Raph: Raph's fine! how are YOU doing April?
I made a few mild changes to Raph and Donnie's designs, for Donnie it was just adding his trademarked bold eyebrows, for Raph I changed the messed up eye a bit and added the bandaid that was on his shell
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epic the musical hermes looking ahh
Not a real carrot btw… he’s very lonely
ALSO, This form is still important ;)
Please help me rebulid my Bakery
I'm Ismail Almughanni an entrepreneur from devastated Gaza trying his best to rebuild his Bakery 🍞🥐🥖
On a quiet morning, the aroma of freshly baked bread filled the street, signaling the start of a new day at your small bakery, a place you took immense pride in. For years, this bakery had been a haven where people from all around would gather to enjoy the warm, delicious pastries and bread that you carefully crafted. It was a symbol of hard work, a beacon of hope, and a destination for anyone seeking a taste of comfort amidst life's challenges.
But one day, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. The sounds of bombing began to shake the city, and it wasn’t long before the fires of war reached your neighborhood. There was no warning, no chance to escape or save what you could. Shells rained down on the district that housed your beloved bakery. You watched helplessly from a distance, unable to do anything.
Minutes passed like hours. When the noise finally subsided, and the thick smoke that blocked out the sun began to clear, you looked towards your cherished place. It was destroyed.
The walls that once protected you and brought you closer to your customers had collapsed, and the oven where you had kindled the flames of hope had turned to ash. Everything was shattered, broken, as if that place had never been a sanctuary of peace and comfort.
But the destruction wasn’t just physical. The pain in your heart was far greater than any material loss, a place filled with beautiful memories now reduced to rubble. The moments when you saw smiles on people’s faces as they savored your bread, the laughter that echoed through the bakery—those were now just memories, dissolving in the ashes of devastation.
As days went by, you tried to piece together the fragments, not just of the bakery but of yourself as well. You knew rebuilding wouldn’t be easy, and the wounds left by the war wouldn’t heal quickly. But you also knew that the hope you had infused into your bread would remain alive in your heart, even if the tables and chairs were destroyed, even if the bakery itself was gone.
The bakery may have been destroyed by war, but its spirit lives on in you, in everyone who tasted your bread, and in everyone who walked into that small place and found a slice of happiness.
The original one on the top left was my wallpaper for MONTHS
shout out to autodesk sketchbook for being the best art program ever