My family is dead. They’ve been bombed. 1 uncle, 2 aunts, five or more of their children, one of them newly graduated and newly wed with her baby. She was visting her mother. Her previous house had been bombed. Death followed her.
My uncle wanted to bring his family to visit Egypt. They were looking at places to rent. But for some reason or another it didn't go through. I will never again play a game of Remy with him. He will never tease me for being quiet. His daughter whose dream was to live in Egypt now lay torn to shreds.
Such a simple dream. Egypt? The country I escaped? That was salvation to them. Days before he died my uncle was asking my mother to put his family's names on the list to pass the border into Egypt. But they're not letting Palestinians pass, only foreigns.
Three of my family survived. They watched their parents, their sisters, torn to shreds. They can't even identify the bodies. One only recognized his sister by her Abbaya.
And none of it matters. Nothing will change. Israel will still win because at the end of the day it's not about humanity or loss of life or justice. It's all about money and power and Israel has all and Palestine has none.
The dead will be forgotten by the world and nothing will change.
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I MISS MY SILLY GOOFY OLD YT MEN COMFORT PODCAST I NEED THEM BACK I NEED TO HEAR ABOUT THEIR RICH OLD YT MAN PROBLEMS PLS GOD I CANT GO ANOTHER MONDAY WITHOUT IT
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“What was it like? When you and Steve were together?” Eddie asks.
Nancy’s face takes on a grave seriousness that, honestly, scares the shit out of him. She’s Nancy Wheeler, and she’s always serious, but this is the kind of serious she gets when Eddie’s seen her talk about how awful the Hawkins Post is or the best way to aim for the kill.
This is Nancy Wheeler at her most serious. If Eddie were a lesser man, he’d be shaking in his boots. Instead, he’s only slightly aware of the way his feet are going numb in his high tops.
“Loving Steve is the easiest thing you’ll ever do,” she says. “And he’s going to find it so easy to love you back, because that’s what he does.”
Eddie wants to nod or say something to acknowledge that, but he doesn’t. He keeps sitting on the couch next to Nancy and waits for her to continue after she takes a sip of her Coke.
“Being loved by Steve is the hard part. He’s going to see you in a way that doesn’t line up with how you see yourself.”
She takes a deep breath. Unlike Eddie’s, hers doesn’t rattle in her lungs.
Straightedge.
“Because he is only ever going to see the best parts of you, and he is going to love them with everything he has.”
She looks at him for the first time. “Do you understand?”
Eddie nods, and he wants to leave it at that. Instead, he opens his mouth and asks, “Do you think you’d still be together? If it weren’t for the monsters?”
Nancy downs the rest of her Coke like a shot. Maybe she wishes that’s what it was.
“I don’t know. I don’t know what could have been, but I do know we’re different people now.”
“Okay.”
“I think,” Nancy says, because she’s not done and she’s a hell of a lot better with her words than Eddie is, “that people want what they didn’t have growing up. I want to make it big and get noticed and get the hell out. And Steve wants things that are big for him but little for me.”
She levels Eddie another look. Her big eyes are imploring.
Do you understand? they ask. Do you blame me?
Yes, Eddie thinks. No.
“So, as long as you can handle him loving you, and if you want the same things, I think you’ll be fine.”
“Just fine?” Eddie asks, trying to bring some levity back.
Nancy smiles for the first time. “More than fine. You’ll be better to him than I was.”
And with that, she gets off the couch and leaves Eddie alone.
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guys, or gals, or anything in between, i dont wanna sound like a fucking weird that never goes outside, but ive seen so many videos of this girl from tcoaal that its driving me and my gender mad, and it feels more of a headache everytime i see anything talking about how she i so unfixable, i feel like shit and i need help
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ever wake up and realize how far behind in life you ?
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I either need to be loved or murdered. there is no in between
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I've always tried to keep quiet and stay out of the Tumblr drama, but lately this has been happening to me and I'm literally so frustrated and tired.
Maybe I won't convert CC anymore, at least not publicly.
It's a little frustrating that creators come in threatening mode so you won't convert their CC when some don't even make it clear in their TOU. And if you want to ask them, they close their DM's and refuse to talk to you. I'm not making money from this, I don't add blockers like adfly. I convert CC because I like it and because I want to make TS3 a better game like many of us who convert. I always give the corresponding credits, I have never owned any CC. It seems that some people don't pay much attention to EA's policies...
I really don't want to get in trouble for anyone or get false accusations like I'm stealing something. I really feel very sad
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