ᴛᴡᴏ ᴍɪʟᴋᴍᴇɴ ɢᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅʏ!

Your extensive collection of Arby’s coupons has no effect.

I can see people’s auras but I don’t believe in that stuff so I just ignore it

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link for the fundraiser is down this is the new one

Original Post: Keith Porter was tragically taken from us by an off-duty ice agent, and his family is seeking justice during this difficult time. Every donation can help support their fight for truth and accountability. Please consider clicking the link below to contribute or share it with others who might want to help. Thank you for your support! https://gofund.me/530afb61e

https://gofund.me/530afb61e

did y'all know i was never meant to foster amar, let alone keep her? i see street cats and kittens every day but i have to walk past them because i have no room or resources to take care of more than just my two cats (shams and noor) who are already deathly afraid of any other cat. but when i saw amar she was insistently trying to crawl into traffic. zero survival instinct. she was also screaming in hunger at the adult feral cats and they were hissing and swatting at her in response. i looked for her mother with the help of another girl from our street but couldn't find her. we tried introducing her to our local feral cat colony but they firmly rejected her. all the while she was very determined about crawling into traffic and getting hit by a vehicle. so i thought okay maybe i cant foster her but i'll ask the janitor of our apartment building if i can keep her in the entrance lobby in a crate and come down every 2 hours to feed her. janitor said ok but later knocked at our door and told me she keeps screaming and busting out of the crate and she doesn't know what to do and asked if i could keep her at our floor instead so i can come out when i hear her screaming. so i thought okay maybe i can't keep her downstairs or foster her but maybe i'll just keep her in a crate in front of our door and come out every couple of hours to feed her. then she somehow managed to roll in her crate down an entire flight of stairs. three weeks old btw. so i though oh god she is going to kill herself. she was completely fine thankfully. i pleaded with my family to keep her indoors but inside the crate. they said ok but only inside the crate and you gotta find someone to adopt her asap. i searched for an adopter to no avail while she outgrew her crate. i made a makeshift pen with cardboard and she made it clear she could not be contained. i did not have room to quarantine her. small apartment. she had fleas (taken care of now) and gave both of my cats ringworm (all three are free of ringworm now) and gave me several fits of panic every single day by trying to climb into buckets of water. all the while she made everyone in the house fall in love with her (me first and foremost) and now my parents who were begging me to find her an adopter are kissing her goodnight every night and saying maybe we can cut down on some other costs so we can afford caring for three cats. she even befriended my two adult cats who were absolutely terrified of even the sound of her. what a shameless social climber. i love her with all my heart.

the true face of a female manipulator

this picture always makes me feel like crying

15 years.