people are always like "Oh a vampire wouldn't get horny while drinking someone's blood, that's like getting horny while eating a sandwich" and like man have you never had a really good fucking sandwich?

The sandwich i had for lunch didnt moan and scream and squirm against my body and then become limp and pliable when i was done now did it

(Via @morganpdf )

I was at a ren faire with my mom and I saw a belt with cool leather pouches on it for $3759 and I whispered to her, “You know, if it weren’t for the price tag I’d totally get that,” and she was like “Go for it! It’s only $3000! That’s nothing!” And I was like *surprised pikachu face*.

When you’re at a ren fair but you forget it’s Argentina

I DONT WANNA PAY BILLS I WANNA USE MY MONEY FOR FOOD AND LIL GIFTS FOR MYSELF AND MY LOVED ONES

this post was a big hit in the adults who have bills to pay fandom

OP your mind

Im flattered that you think I came up with this, but this is just the actual interpretation of Haitian zombi folklore. This isn't a CT original. The Hatians very much came up with this.

Gonna add to this: the zombies that you know today came about from testimonies of American soldiers during the occupation of Haiti at the beginning of the 20th century. They brought that back to the US and turned it in to the rotten sacks of flesh you know now. Haitian zombis come in two ways: you have a person that has died but a bohkòh (voodoo priest) reanimates the body, forcing the person's soul back into the body to animate it and you have living people being turned into zombis, losing control of their body. In both cases, the soul/spirit is jailed inside the body and must watch as the body works without having any control over it. The ultimate form of slavery. The first one is the most tragic one because even after death, you cannot find peace and must continue to labor away.

thinking about how my dad fled his home country at 19 in the middle of a war and then after 9/11 came to my preschool to educate kids on middle eastern culture/food/clothing so they wouldn’t be scared of people in traditional/religious dress or worry when they heard someone speaking arabic

2002

I am a mother of two children, the first is a boy named Nasser who is 2 years old, and the other is named Enaam, who was born during the war when she was less than two months old... I see my children growing up in front of me and I don't know how or when. This is not what I wished for. I dreamed of a wonderful life to spend with him... a life not filled with death, fear, destruction and deprivation... I wanted to fill their room with toys and his closet with clothes, and I wanted to buy them children's books, but I couldn't... The war came and the wishes disappeared... My goal became to provide food for him. I can barely afford anything. Everything is expensive and we no longer have the income to buy his needs. Bayd Al-Karam was deprived of many of his basic needs. He was deprived of safety and stability... no fruits or meat.

There is only fear that fills my son's eyes as soon as he hears the sounds around him. He does not realize what is happening outside, but he feels it and sees it in our eyes when he looks at us. I cannot protect myself, my children. Help me save my children. They deserve a better life, as do all the children of Gaza and the world. Alone, I can't do it, but with your help we can find a safe place and a better future for my children. Be the reason for changing a child's life for the better by visiting our link. And donate to us with anything, no matter how small... Every dollar makes a difference and gives my daughter a life.

£5 may seem small

The hardest decision for us was to leave our country, to leave Gaza, to overcome the obstacles we faced and the losses we suffered, and to start a new life from scratch.

I couldn't find any verification for this account because it is so new, but Israa's campaign is manged by Raluca Dumitrescu, who is also running Hanaa's. Hanaa's campaign has been vetted by 90-ghost here and is also #246 on the vetted fundraisers list.

And to help erase any fears of someone impersonating Raluca, I reached out to her through Hanaa's fundraiser to get confirmation form her about Israa and her family:

Israa has only raised £100/£20,000 as of August 9th.

An appeal,

I hope you donate to me, I need it. I am alone and no one helps me. Today my area was evacuated and I do not know where my husband went. He is not with me and my situation is difficult. My children and I are in the street now.

pronouncing "Gucci" as "Gucky" to assert control in a society where I have none

Your disgust with polyamorous people is the simplest kind of banal reactionary thought. You guys are just straight up shitheads.

You Made The Post

call me easily amused but i still think it's so funny to go "who said that" after saying something wildly horny

you're not an horrible person you are 15 years old

"you can be 15 years old and also a terrible person" teenagers do stupid shit all the time, adults do stupid shit all the time, what matters is that you learn about that and that you don't let that define you. you are figuring out yourself and you never really stop doing that.

this is a thing i saw on tiktok and it's been bothering me forever and ever. okay yeah you took bad decisions/hurted people/etc. but that doesn't mean that you're destinated to hurt people or to be a bad person forever and ever. perhaps at the moment you thought what you were doing was good. perhaps you were trying to protect yourself. perhaps you just didn't know any better. perhaps you thought that it wouldn't be that bad. whatever thing you've might've done on the past doesn't define you in any sort of way. you are a human being and you will do a lot of mistakes until you die. putting yourself down won't help on anything. others putting you down doesn't mean anything. don't let your mistakes be something that defines you, but let them be a reminder that you're still here and that you can grow as a person.

if this breaches containment I'll be genuinely happy. be kinder to yourselfs. life is about growing and learning, not about punishing and denying.

I dunno man. I found out today that a subway sandwich is $14 now. A shitty subway footlong sandwich that isn't actually 12 inches long and is occasionally made with expired ingredients and was never a great option to start with. I ate those in high school because I was broke and at the mall a lot.

There are poke bowls in my city from a local place for $16. Super fresh fish and veg, warm rice, more than I can eat in one sitting, for the price of a sandwich and a drink at america's most mid-tier sandwich shop.

Someone in another post said (paraphrased) you used to be able to get something mediocre for cheap, but now the mediocre things cost as much as the nice things so why would you?

This is me when I realized I could get a proper bowl of curry from the fancy indian food place for basically the same price as a fuckin McDonald's hamburger meal these days

I heard an ad the other day for a "fantastic deal! Four dollar four inch subway snack sandwich!" And like. I'm sure that would seem like a much better deal I'd I wasn't one of the ones who grew up with obnoxious "five dollar foot long subway sandwich" ads.

A dollar an inch of sandwich. When it used to be 2.4 inches. 240% markup is GOOD? Fucking bite me

Save What’s Left of My Family in Gaza

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In the heart of Gaza, where daily life has become a constant challenge amidst the siege and continuous bombing, we experienced unforgettable moments, filled with love and hope despite the pain. This is my story, and the story of my family, which may not differ from hundreds of other families in Gaza, but it holds special memories that will forever be etched in our minds.

Yazan, my dear nephew, was always a symbol of courage and joy in our family. Since childhood, he loved to wear his elegant blue suit, always made sure his hair was neatly styled, and smiled at the world as if to tell us that tomorrow would be better. On the day of a family member’s wedding, Yazan stood proudly beside us, radiating happiness, sharing his smiles with everyone, as if he knew that these moments would be among the last memories we would have of him. Just a few days later, in a merciless airstrike, we lost Yazan. He left us while dreaming of a tomorrow filled with peace and joy, leaving behind a void and indescribable pain.

As for Suheir, my beloved niece, she is the sun that rises in our lives every day. Suheir is still with us, full of life and hope, dreaming of wearing her white dress on her special day and living a life filled with joy and success. Despite the harsh circumstances, Suheir carries the spirit of childhood and is the source of hope that we cling to amidst all this pain. Every time I see her, I feel that life still offers us a chance to witness its beauty and happiness.

We lost Yazan, but we thank God that Suheir is still with us. She is a symbol of hope and resilience. Although life has become more difficult and harsh, I believe there is always light at the end of the tunnel. We have endured these bitter experiences together as a family, but we still carry in our hearts a passion for life, seeking safety and the opportunities that can grant us a new beginning.

For this reason, I have launched a fundraising campaign to help my family escape this harsh reality. My goal is to secure a better future for those of us who remain, especially the children who deserve to live their lives without fear of bombings and airstrikes. All I ask for is a chance to give them a future filled with peace and opportunities, far from wars and destruction.

With hope and faith, I ask everyone who reads these words to contribute to our cause. Together, we can build a better future for our children, keep Yazan’s memory alive as a symbol of courage and hope, and continue to support Suheir so that she can live the life she dreams of, filled with safety and happiness.

Sorry for mention you

€844 raised of €60,000 target as of Sept 12. 7 hours since the last donation!!!

Please don’t skip 🇵🇸🇵🇸🍉🍉

am Khawla from Gaza, 34 years old. I stand before you as a person trying to support her family of 5: Me, my husband, and my three children: Muhammad, who is 5 years old; Sham, who is 3 years old; and Ghazal, who is nearly a year and a half old. In our terrible conditions, My son Muhammad contracted hepatitis from drinking contaminated water, and both he and Sham are deprived of their right to register in kindergarten, daycare, or other educational institutions. Additionally, due to the circumstances and lack of income, necessary benefits like milk are not provided to baby Ghazal.😭🥹💙

With that, my husband's livelihood ha been completely destroyed since we are no longer entitled to work; and we expect to live under miserable conditions in tents in Mawasi Khan Yunis. It is difficult for me to find the words to describe what we face every day in Gaza; with no food, no medicine, no clean drinking water; with oppression, helplessness, psychological pressures, doubts, and daily traumas caused by everything around us and inability to care for loved ones. the fear of danger, disease and death never leaves us.🇵🇸🥰🍉🍉

Now, I find myself in this difficult situation, and humbly ask for your help to save the lives of my family, especially my children, by getting us out of Gaza or helping us have money for medication or other necessities we may have access to. Asking for help is not easy, but we were left with no choice because we want to survive and we strive to rebuild our broken lives. We are very grateful for any help you can provide, no matter how small, as your help will contribute greatly to alleviating our suffering. I hope you will share my story with your family and friends."

https://www.gofundme.com/f/support-khawlas-family-

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$15,092/$31,000

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@mohiy-gaza 's campaign is half way to reaching it's goal. Thanks to everyone's support, his family is one step closer to evacuation. It is important to keep the momentum going so that Mohiy can raise the remaining amount as swiftly as possible. There is no safe place left for them. Evacuation is vital for the safety and health of his family, especially his mother who faces deteriorating health the longer she is denied access to the treatment and medication she needs to help with her chronic illness.

Hello my friends, thank you so much for your generous donations, kindness and support for me and my family But we are still halfway there Our situation and fate in Gaza is still unknown, yet we still yearn for a good future for us. If this is possible and if it does not burden you, you can share your donations through my donation link GFM 🫂❤️🙏💙

https://www.gofundme.com/f/suppor

$17,331/$31,000 at the time of writing.

Beautiful supporter 😊 Please help spread awareness and call for justice so we can achieve freedom. If you could reblog my post here I would appreciate it 🙏🏻♥♥ Thank you,

My new account ✔️ 🇵🇸Palestine| Gaza 📍🇵🇸 Save My Family

https://www.gofundme.com/f/