hansmaldororr

Hans Maldoror

🇨🇵🇵🇸 He/him

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WE CANT AFFORD TO IGNORE THEM, THEY ARE DYING, OUR LAZYNESS TO SEE AND HELP THEM KILLS REAL PEOPLE!!

IF YOU IGNORE THIS, YOU ARE KILLING MY CHILDREN‼️

The situation is very dangerous. My children’s lives are in danger. Their skin is melting and peeling from diseases. There are no medical points or doctors to treat them. There is no food available for them. Israel is killing us. Please do not help it with that, but rather help me. I have nothing left but my children. After I lost my family, my home, and everything I have, I have no hope left but you. Imagine that you In my place. Please, with a heavy heart, I ask for your support

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hansmaldororr

7 months ago

Forgot that Splinters arms are hairless :')

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hansmaldororr

7 months ago

Bro, why does Cassandra call you babygirl?

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hansmaldororr

8 months ago

Hey its my first time posting art here so I hope you all enjoy this watercolor I did a while back :)

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hansmaldororr

7 months ago

All I know is that rise Donatello and mutant mayhem Donatello were creepypasta kids. I just know it.

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hansmaldororr

8 months ago

French bulldog-

And i saw you,

Panting, struggling to climb even the faintest hill,

Unable to see or even smell the treat I gave you with pity.

And i tried to see the wolf,

If you were still of its kind.

I could only see a tortured beast, dulled and skinned of its past greatness.

It is all I saw behind those glassy eyes.

And i cried,

Oh how i cried.

I howled for the skinned forest,

For the violated land,

For our dull and lazy bodies,

I begged for everything that isnt anymore.

And i screamed at God,

For how could he let his kids destroy everything he created ?

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