We Are So Fucked.

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thinkin bout this post

no bc i genuinely forget that he's dead. like wdym you miss liam??? he's probably just busy woodcarving and'll be back in a few hours

One of my favourite things about the Fourth Wing/Empyrean fandom is that we all post like Liam is still alive. Incorrect quotes? Yep. Fan fiction? You got it. Headcanons? Of course he's making an appearance. Those TikToks about how various characters would dance at a club? He’s there.

It’s like we all collectively agreed he didn’t die and completely refuse to acknowledge it, except every once in a while someone makes a post about how they’re still traumatised and like twenty people reblog with “me too 😭”.

you can make nearly any object into a good insult if you put ‘you absolute’ in front of it

example: you absolute coat hanger

im such a carolina whore

bad kitty.

Cardan Greenbriar for y'all

“Violet was so annoying in Iron Flame” yeah? Cry about it. After the shit she went through, she can complain about whatever the fuck she likes.

She got betrayed by the man she loved, had her entire world turned upside down, almost died, almost died again, was pushed to burnout, drugged and tortured, manipulated and belittled by her boyfriend’s ex, had her heart broken at the discovery he still didn’t trust her after everything they went through together, watched her mother die and one of her closest friends literally lose his leg, and you’re whining because “oh, she should be able to trust Xaden without knowing everything.” Shut the fuck up. Violet Sorrengail would eat you for breakfast. Grow up and develop some critical thinking skills.

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I am Dr. Mohammed Aldeeb,🩸💉 a dedicated specialist in emergency medical care from the Gaza Strip.

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For years, I poured my heart and soul into my work at Al-Shifa Hospital, striving to be a doctor of great repute,

caring for the wounded and the ill with compassion and skill.💉🩹

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However😥,

the devastation of war disrupted our lives and prevented us from serving our patients at Al-Shifa Hospital😣💔,

forcing me to leave my cherished home and the familiar walls of the hospital that had become my second home, a place of comfort, peace, and beautiful memories of my work.😔

As I left behind the echoes of laughter and camaraderie with my colleagues, patients, and friends,😰

I embarked on a painful journey southward. I bid farewell to the streets where I grew up, the corners I sought refuge in😥😭💔, and the colleagues who felt like family.

Memories of my formative years and the countless lives I touched during my tenure at Al-Shifa 😣and other medical facilities, such as Friends of the Patient Hospital and the Indonesian Hospital, overwhelmed me as I struggled to come to terms with the upheaval.😔😥

Despite the adversities that besieged me,

I held fast to my dream of becoming a successful doctor. 😀😁✌💚

I was fortunate enough to study medicine at Al-Azhar University, from which I graduated and later served as a teaching assistant, imparting knowledge to aspiring medical students with unwavering dedication. 😀🙏🖤

The idea of specializing in internal medicine drew me back to Al-Shifa Hospital, but sadly,

the brutal war destroyed it, shattering my hopes.In the midst of the chaos and destruction brought by war🥺😣💔

I sustained multiple injuries and narrowly escaped with my life. 🥺

The sanctuary of my home, a place of peace and beautiful memories, was completely destroyed, leaving my family and me impoverished and homeless. 😣💔😰

Yet, amidst the ruins, a glimmer of hope persists as I continue my work at Al-Aqsa Hospital😀, extending a helping hand to those in need without expecting anything in return. I draw strength from the humanity and love instilled in me by my teachers and mentors during my years of education and service.✌😁❤

Today, we find ourselves taking refuge in a humble tent, ⛺ 😭😣💔

stripped of our possessions and livelihoods. The loss of my job, my home, and some of my loved ones is a heavy burden to bear. 😢

Nevertheless, I refuse to succumb to despair, holding on to the belief that brighter days lie ahead.

With a heavy heart, I reach out to you🥺🙏💚

dear reader, seeking your assistance in securing safe passage for myself and my family from the chaos and brutality of war in Gaza. 🥺🙏🇵🇸🍉💔🖤💛💝

With your kindness and generosity🥺, I hope to reclaim the path to achieving my medical career, 🩺💉🩸

becoming a specialist in internal medicine, and returning to help my people.

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This would enable me to provide care for my loved ones and contribute to the healing of our wounded nation.Your compassionate aid would mean the world to me and my family.🥺🙏❤🇵🇸✌

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Dear Reader, I am Dr. Mohammed Aldeeb, a dedicated medical professional specializing in emergency care, hailing from the Gaza Strip. For ye

With gratitude and hope,💜💙

Dr. Mohammed AldeebGaza Strip

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When Adam bit the apple he did it because he trusted Eve. Because he loved her. Adam bit into the apple because the woman he loved told him to, no matter what God said. No matter the rules of heaven. What’s heaven to a woman’s love anyway? What’s God to your wife? The first sins of humanity, were trusting others. Eve trusted a snake, Adam trusted Eve, and I trust you. Maybe that’s a sin, just like the first couple. Maybe everyone’s right about us and we’re sinners and we offend God. But like I said, what’s God to a woman’s love anyway? What has heaven got that I can’t find sitting next to you on a cool autumn morning?