Nurr ||ARIRANG

me cago en circuitos alterno Y LA RE PU

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

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ORV

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

Realmente me preocupa que fuera de joda la unica cosa que me haga feliz sea leer como se enamoran MARICONES

[Hakem࿓ @mickailume]

o olhar de apaixonados deles, amo amo amo ❣️🥺

[Hakem࿓ @mickailume]

o olhar de apaixonados deles, amo amo amo ❣️🥺

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

Si no apruebo después de matarme estudiando, la joda de tirarse del 4 piso de la facultad ya no va a ser tan graciosa

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

@beld3b JSHSJAJAJA dios si

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

Dios lo del pizarrón es una materia d emierdad, estabilidad y resistencia de materiales ojalá asesinen a esa materia chota

[felipe @mazzu__]

Hoy vino a dar clase Javier González Fraga.
Agarra la tiza como si fuera un pucho.

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

EL DEDITO AL PRINCIPIO DEL BESO nono me mataron

[— 𝒏𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒂 ୨ৎ @okuto_nakamura]

Hirose… puedo explicarlo…

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

Me encanta enojarme por tonteras como estas y que más gente se enoje por tonteras así. Dios cuando levante una pala me mato, nunca quiero discutir por cosas serias como laburo

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

@tobisbop Manhwa choto son los dos tal pa cual, unos pelotudos. Jo se merece alguien que realmente lo ame

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

@Leenagjst @tobisbop JAJSJAJJS DIOS ES BUENISIMO ESE MEME igual si da gracia

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

@luccy_dokjasimp El diseño de personaje parece muy sobrecargado pero enrealidad es que todo desentona

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

@soaafhibsa Dios porfa que vuelvan las mujeres ellas le saben al fem gaze

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

Se iban al choto no?

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

País carcomiendo por los germenes del morbo y la farándula chota. Programas chotos que tendrían que cubrir cosas mucho más importantes que esta mierda de noticia la cual solo deberían haber dejado de hablar de ella si no era cierta y listo.

[MF @MundoFamososOk]

Flor Peña en #SQP super angustiada

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

Por que nunca se animan a empezar una carrera así de onda, capaz le terminen agarrando la mano y labure de eso, una banda de actrices gringas lo hicieron

[MDZ Online @mdzol]

"Me animé": en la previa del debut de la Selección Argentina en el Mundial, Flor Vigna anunció la apertura de su cuenta de OnlyFans.

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

@hemmingsg0ld Llegue porque dijiste ULTIMO DIA PARA PARTICIPAR, me había colgado mal jijo

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

Mi hermano menor no me contesta nunca los mensajes y si lo hace es con un sticker que no entiendo que chota me quiere decir

[isa bella @riveryunfernet]

El único hombre que vale amar para siempre y por sobre todo es tu hermano menor

[Dr. Ezzideen @ezzingaza]

There are moments in Gaza when suffering becomes so ordinary that people stop asking for solutions.

They begin asking only for the smallest relief. A little less pain.

A child who sleeps through the night.

When I entered the clinic that morning, I noticed a young woman carrying a baby so small that I could not tell whether the child was a newborn or simply made tiny by hardship.

When her turn came, she gently placed the baby on my desk and said:

“I want any cream you have.” Any cream. Not a specific medicine. Not a particular treatment.

Just anything.

She uncovered the baby and showed me the severe rash covering much of the child’s fragile skin.

“I treat the baby with whatever free creams I can find in clinics,” she explained.

“Anything helps.”

As she spoke, I noticed something else. The baby was not wearing a diaper. Only pieces of cloth.

I asked why.

“I can’t afford diapers,” she replied calmly. “I wash these and use them again.”

Then she added that they were living in a tent and that her husband had suffered a serious foot injury and was unable to work.

“I’m not asking for much,” she said.

“I only want a cream.”

But what caught my attention most was not the rash.

It was the malnutrition.

The baby was severely underweight. The kind of malnutrition that is visible before any examination even begins.

So I asked the mother whether she had noticed.

She nodded. “Yes, I know.”

Then she said something I cannot forget: “When the baby gets older, things will get better.”

Not because she truly believed it.

But because hope was cheaper than treatment.

And treatment was something she could no longer afford. That was the moment that broke me.

Not the tent. Not the poverty. Not even the illness.

But the fact that this mother had lowered her expectations so much that she no longer dreamed of proper medical care, diapers, or adequate nutrition.

She came asking for the smallest thing she could imagine. A tube of cream.

Any cream.

Something that might make the baby hurt a little less.

The baby could not have been more than five months old.

Too young to understand war. Too young to understand poverty. Yet already carrying both on that tiny body.

There is something profoundly cruel about a world in which a mother’s greatest hope for her child is no longer a better future.

Only a little less suffering tonight.

#WoundedGaza

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

El concepto de siempre estar al borde de pegarte un corchazo no irónico unicamente por haber nacido mujer y mayor

[Vane @vane_comunica]

No odiamos lo suficiente al poder judicial

[Nurr ||ARIRANG @ThomaStanAtodo]

De chill 🤙, da igual re boludo el comentario

[𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐮 🫧 @fluearl]

qué contactos va a hacer si ni siquiera puede comprar los caps legales, anda urgando en telegram🤮