UPDATE: I Finished It Right After A Math Test I Didnt Get And I Feel Like There Is A Lil Guy With A Meat

GUYS we are in CRISIS my legs hurt so much from track jumps and basketball yesterday that I couldn't even kick my feet while watching outsiders musical clips

currently making several Sylvia designs and I will eventually post the final ones and y'all can pick which one I do (or at least help me decide)

poll results!! ponyboy (me) won so ill try to fill out at least one daily!! if I have the motivation to actually do these, ill try to go from most to least voted

also WHERE is the cherry love </3

update I told my step mom and she js tried to rrecommend an autism diagnosis for getting that excited about it

GUYS we are in CRISIS my legs hurt so much from track jumps and basketball yesterday that I couldn't even kick my feet while watching outsiders musical clips

cherry is so beautiful and thus SO FREAKING HARD TO DRAW in a way that fits my vision of her

Hello, I am Diyya from Gaza 🇵🇸 We are now under siege and heavy bombing is above our heads, our neighbors have just been bombed and lost their lives, we want to escape and survive death, please help us and donate what you can, I beg you save my old mother who can't walk and my little sisters, I need $300 for evacuation fees urgently, please donate $50 or as much as you can 😭💔

If you can't afford it, please donate what you can 😭🙏

please donate or share their link to help them evacuate!!

bro I was just looking for a sylvia fic and found the most GUT WRENCHING dally fic every im crying

fanfics written by ACTUAL PEOPLE made with ACTUAL CREATIVITY >>> ai chatbots

i dont know why but i am physically incapable of saying "you're welcome" like it feels wrong when I say it I feel eugghhhh

🕊️ Please Take a Moment to Read Nadin’s Story

My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.

I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.

My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.

I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.

This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.

If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.

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Help Nadin Keep Her Life Stitched Together

My name is Nadin I’m a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza who are trying to hold on — to hope, to our families, to any piece

I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.

Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.