Korallion - Old Inside

there are girls who go crazy to have the new lipstick signed and then there are me that I would touch the sky with a finger if you give me one of these

Sword with Scabbard of Faustin I (1782–1867), Emperor of Haiti by Robert Mole, Arms and Armor

Medium: Steel, silver, gold, wood, textile (velvet)

Bequest of William S. Delafield Sr., 2012 Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, NY

http://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/35859

Hello ladys and gentleman

I read somewhere that its common in Arab culture to refer to someone close to you as your organs, implying you can’t live without them. Like how in english someone would say “my heart” (qalbi), in Arabic someone would also use “my liver” (kabidi) “my lungs” (riati). Notably, “my blood” is “Dami” which is funny bc it’s Damian’s shortened nickname.

Damian’s brothers have been using the nickname for years with or without knowing. I propose that as Damian gets closer to them, and Tim in particular, he responds in kind.

He starts to refer to Tim as “tuhali.”

…it means “my spleen.”

(Edit: this has now been confirmed by several Arabic speakers! Except the pronunciation of Dami (as in my blood) and Dami (shortened) are different which is sad. But my spleen idea works! So I’m happy!)

Studies of the Arm showing the Movements made by the Biceps, Leonardo Da Vinci

Medium: ink, paper

URGENT HELP🚨🚨🚨🍉🇵🇸

Hello,

How do you do ? I hop 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.🙏🙏

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Thank you all

I cant help much, but I hope who see this can

I chose the second option but for a good second I almost pressed the first

Based off a convo I had with a friend so I'm curious fellow storytellers! Pick the one you most relate to if you relate to multiple. Reblog for sample size please!

The only place full of pepole i really like

Reasons why I like tumblr

1. None of my family is on here

Don't forget that words have power, if you can't bear the consequences that come from them choose silence.

About a week ago I posted this.

I’ve been getting horrible messages like this in my ask for months, including:

and my personal favorite

After getting the message saying “Just go kill yourself” I was completely done dealing with this person’s horrible messages and replied with just an “Okay.” and logged off tumblr.

About a week later I logged back on with 17 messages in my ask, most of them from the anon. I scrolled down and at first when I logged off, the anon messaged me things like

I scrolled up more and all of a sudden they started sending me more and more messages like

This was extremely surprising to me. I thought “After all those horrible messages you sent to me for MONTHS about hating me and wanting me dead, you say ‘sorry’ and that you ‘cant be responsible for someone’s suicide’?”

But I guess the lesson goes like this:

DONT TELL ANYONE TO KILL THEMSELVES UNLESS YOU ARE PREPARED FOR WHAT MIGHT ACTUALLY HAPPEN

The Carnevale is coming

Hello, I am Imtithal, a dentist living in the north of Gaza,💔🇵🇸🍉 I would like to take your time to tell you my story and what happened to us during this war. I finished my university studies in less than a year and started working but the war happened suddenly, it destroyed our hopes and dreams at the beginning of this war, I lost my brother and I lost my beautiful home, we were 35 people living in this house and now we are homeless and have no place to escape from the war, the conditions are very bad, we have to let our young children work and they wait hours and hours to get some drinking water, I don't know what to say but I ask for your help by donating💔🙏🏻 by sharing, let everyone know our story, the story of our heart, your help can help us survive and not die, I am very sad that we have reached this situation, sorry for the noise but there is nothing we can do🇵🇸🍉

I cant help much, but I hope who see this can