Poonam Pandey: «I’m alive…» – Instagram
« I feel compelled to share something significant with you all – I am here, alive. Cervical Cancer didn’t claim me, but tragically, it has claimed the lives of thousands of women who stemmed from a lack of knowledge on how to tackle this disease. Unlike some other cancers, Cervical Cancer is entirely preventable. The key lies in the HPV vaccine and early detection tests. We have the means to ensure no one loses their life to this disease. Let’s empower one another with critical awareness and ensure every woman is informed about the steps to take. Visit the link in the bio to delve deeper into what can be done. Together, let’s strive to put an end to the devastating impact of the disease and bring. »
Cervical cancer almost didn’t claim my life.
Celebrity Yesterday, I read an article about Poonam’s death and her sudden resurrection. Known for spectacular stunts on her OnlyFans account, her last action has nothing to with any divine interference. I didn’t know anything about her other than she was famous for wearing slutty clothes made in India. I only knew she had an OnlyFans after I saw the post about her dying. But seeing this disgusting stunt being pulled and then claiming it was “for awareness” left a bitter taste in my mouth. Why?
Attending that India has 1.3 billion people, why does the world care if there’s one less?
Considering this person’s main fan base is men who wouldn’t give a fuck about cervical cancer, dying from testicular cancer wouldn’t have been more relevant?
Attending that most of male fans don’t have even a clue about that female organ and its uses, they know better, Uterus was a Roman goddess. Preteen fans thought Uter-Us was a war game for Wii.
Now all these good people got that the « baby-maker » can get a cancer. As far as they’re concerned (well, not much), they all agree that women, all ’em stupid whiners, better shut up and just think of it.
How can it be any other way when a baby defecates or pees in its mother’s womb? Not to mention the tons of foul-smelling and infected bacteria of saliva and cum. Clean the hole, biatch! Labia spreader, your usual stunt on your OnlyFans account clearly helps here.
And, c’mon, girls! You spend your time at the gym. Neck bones are overused. Spines are rotten to the core. Under these circumstances, cervical cancer is as easy to get as ABC, 1-2-3. Period. Game over.
See, there’s still a lot of work! Keep dying, Poor Nam!
The news of her demise posted on Feb. 2, 2024 on her Instagram
Is undead an Indian thing or just a human being without moral and humanity?
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk
I’m a woman’s man, no time to talk
Music loud and women warm, I’ve been kicked around
Since I was born
And now it’s alright, it’s okay
And you may look the other way
We can try to understand
The New York Times’ effect on man
Whether you’re a brother or whether you’re a mother
You’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Feel the city breakin’ and everybody shakin’
And we’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive
Oh, when you walk
- Lyricists: Barry Alan Gibb / Maurice Ernest Gibb / Robin Hugh Gibb
- Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
- Source: MusixMatch