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The-lady-maddy-2 - Tumblr Blog
21.06.2024
Yesterday, after what felt like an eternity, Ezzideen and I finally spoke for nearly an hour. Despite the lack of good internet, phone calls are working again!
We talked about everything, just like we used to before the war.
I am writing this because of something that left me feeling utterly devastated, sad, and helpless yesterday. While we were talking, there was this incredibly annoying and ominously close noise. It was terrifying, making you feel like death is lurking nearby. You don’t know if you’re going to lose someone you love in the next moment.
I was terrified and asked him if that noise was normal. He told me it was totally okay, that they had gotten used to it. No need to worry, he said.
It was the sound of a quadcopter!
I am trying so hard to understand what people in Gaza are going through, but even if we spent our entire lives trying, we could never truly grasp their suffering.
I am doing everything I can to be supportive, but the situation is beyond crazy.
Please, help me get my best friend and his family out of Gaza as soon as the border opens. It is more urgent than we can even comprehend!
@blackpearlblast - @sar-soor - @stil-lindigo - @fairuzfan -
@ibtisams - @fallahifag - @vakarians-babe - @plomegranate -
@nabulsi - @fancysmudges - @el-shab-hussein -
@thenewgothictwice - @edwordsmyth - @houseofpurplestars -
@kyra45 - @sayruq - @bignightengineer - @the-lady-maddy-2
@kyra45-helping-others - @h1raya-m4nawari
Written by Ezzideen
It is now 9:44 PM. I’ve been wrestling with an idea that has tormented my thoughts for days—the grotesque power of time to revolve and mutate. Yet, the deafening roar of warplanes obliterates any semblance of peace, stripping away the luxury of thought, the solace of writing, and even the clarity needed to make decisions.
This harrowing sound is no stranger; it has been our relentless shadow, haunting us day and night. But now, at this very moment, it feels as if it erupts from within my own skull, a cruel symphony of despair.
Oh, this wretched head, how much more can it bear? When will this lunacy end? When will the world cease its insatiable bloodlust? When will humanity shed its cloak of arrogance and avarice? When will we awaken to the profound truth of our equality? When will the death of a single soul compel us all to halt, to mourn, to honor their existence with a moment of shared silence?
These questions weigh like a dark shroud, a relentless reminder of our collective fragility and the desperate, urgent need for compassion in a world teetering on the brink of its own undoing.
Ezzideen Shehab
@blackpearlblast - @sar-soor - @stil-lindigo - @fairuzfan -
@ibtisams - @fallahifag - @vakarians-babe - @plomegranate -
@nabulsi - @fancysmudges - @el-shab-hussein -
@thenewgothictwice - @edwordsmyth - @houseofpurplestars -
@kyra45 - @sayruq - @bignightengineer - @the-lady-maddy-2
@soon-palestine - @sayruq - @sugas6thtooth @kyra45-helping-others
Starving in Silence: The Struggle in Northern Gaza
Here in northern Gaza, we are facing real starvation.
We have flour, but nothing to accompany the loaves of bread we make.
Can you imagine eating only bread for months, especially after being deprived of it for so long before?
The only things available, in very limited quantities, are canned goods, which we consume just to survive. Our stomachs have grown weary of the same monotonous meals.
No vegetables, no fruits, no cheese, no eggs, no meat, no chicken, no yogurt! Believe me, since the beginning of this war, I haven't eaten any fruits at all except for a single apple.
The despair and hunger are unbearable. Written by Abeer Shehab
@blackpearlblast- @sar-soor - @stil-lindigo - @fairuzfan - @ibtisams
- @fallahifag - @vakarians-babe - @plomegranate - @tamarrud-
@fancysmudges - @el-shab-hussein - @thenewgothictwice -
@edwordsmyth - @houseofpurplestars - @kyra45 - @sayruq -
@bignightengineer - @the-lady-maddy-2
@kyra45-helping-others - @magnus-rhymes-with-swagness
Meanwhile :
Rhaenyra's words are definitely even tastier...
Alicent's already very high level of hypocrisy has gone up another notch !
It will hit the ceiling if the rumor of Daeron being Alicole's illegitimate child ever turns out to be true ! 😂
always need to feel each other near, still finding comfort in each other and still there are people saying daemon does not love her while this man is ready to burn the world to the ground to keep her and his family safe. The hand on his chest, the hair, we are getting more than just crumbs even if they both are grieving and angry their love will only grow stronger this season and it's important that their is conflict it will only strengthen their bond, this is rough but they both can handle each other's dark side, they know each other and they will always find their way back to each other, they always did.
Luna Lu: 'The Anatomy of a Hug' (2016)
If he wakes up he'll show you what I'm talking about!
THE ONES WHO LIVE ↳ Season 1 ↳ Episode 4 ↳ What we
cesare & lucrezia borgia, the borgias (2011-2013) dir. neil jordan / antigonick, sophocles, trans. anne carson
— Did you marry the wrong man, sis?
spot the difference
requested by @crystalclrs
the borgias (2011-2013) cr. neil jordan / no exit and three other plays, 'the flies', jean-paul sartre / bone, yrsa daley-ward / carmilla, joseph sheridan le fanu / a literate passion: letters of anaïs nin & henry iller 1932-1953, henry miller / absolute solitude: selected poems, 'lxxxiii', dulce maría loynaz / granted, 'in tennesse i found a firefly', mary szybist / romance or the end, elaine kahn / henry and june: from 'a journal of love', the unexpurgated diary (1931-1932), henry miller / pine to sound, nancy kuhl / hiroshima mon amour, marguerite duras / autobiography of red, anne carson / plainwater: essays and poetry, 'canicula di anna', anne carson / the selected plays of hélène cixous, 'the perjured city', hélène cixous / half light: collected poems 1965-2016, 'elegy', frank bidart / the sorrow festival, erin slaughter / melancholia, 'seventeen', dc de oliveira / white is for witching, helen oyeyemi / postcolonial love poem, natalie diaz / wuthering heights, emily brontë / the caged owl: new and selected poems, 'going out', gregory orr
what the fuck
"He is something"
— Steve about Danny.
Just Danny being adorably defensive and Steve smiling fondly at the top of his head, even his eyes are smiling which is especially obvious when you can't see his mouth. Steve has fallen and can't get up.
old married couple LITERALLY
With him you breathe freely. You can avow your little vanities and envies and hates and vicious sparks, your meannesses and absurdities and, in opening them up to him, they are lost, dissolved on the white ocean of his loyalty. He understands. You do not have to be careful. You can abuse him, neglect him, tolerate him. Best of all, you can keep still with him. It makes no matter. He likes you. He is like fire that purges to the bone. He understands. He understands. You can weep with him, sin with him, laugh with him, pray with him. Through it all—and underneath—he sees, knows and loves you.
C. Raymond Beran
Happy new years army🥂🎉
I mean come on! This man is totally gone.
Steve Looking At Danny in season 1, or The Headtilt Of Horniness and Fascinated Fondness
(1.01/1.03/1.06/1.18/1.20/1.22)
Why do these boys fit so many fandom stereotypes?? I could make a thousand more of these 😭
they really are *that* couple, the one whose flame never burns out, bubble never bursts, honeymoon period never ends, warmth shining through the years, only growing closer and fonder. As crazy about each other as when they met but somehow more in love.
🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍
tae smiling after seeing namjoon’s comment 🥹😭🥹😭😭🥹😭🥹😭🥹