I feel like I should start a counter of my wips so I can reward myself when I whittle down a good amount. Currently I have seventeen wips, which I know might not seem like a lot, but is so much work for me. That being said, since I'm always curious...
Which (sort-of) vague WIP that I'm currently working on sounds the most intriguing/do you most want to see completed?
I swear I didn't want to write these words out of shame and embarrassment, but what happened to us in the Gaza Strip—the destruction, the genocide, the starvation of the people—is beyond imagination. My older brother, who was our provider, was killed by a treacherous bullet to the head. He was our only support, the one who provided us with food, and now we go to bed hungry, ravaged by the hunger that has consumed our bodies.
A few months later, my mother died from cancer that ravaged her body. We couldn't find her any treatment, medicine, food, or clean water until she passed away from the intense pain and hunger.
Now it's just me, my brother, and my father. We can't find the food and medicine I need because I suffer from chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD), which causes me to have difficulty breathing and choke in the middle of the night. Please donate; we need $450 to buy the necessary medication. I don't want what happened to my mother to happen to me. Please donate. 😭😭💔
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I'm experiencing severe shortness of breath right now, I can't breathe. Please help me get the medication. Please donate, donate! We still need $440. Donate, donate! 😭😭💔
Why are you letting us down? Are we just numbers in a death register? Every night is harder than the last. Please donate, we only need $435. Please don't let us down, donate! 😭😭💔
I just spoke to the doctor and he told me they gave me a 25% discount on the price of the medication. Please, I still need $309. Donate and help me, I don't want to die, please 🥺🥺💔
Please help us. My father was crying by my side, saying, "I don't want to lose you like I lost your mother." He kept crying. Please save my life, even with a small amount. We still need $294. Please donate. 💔💔😭
I swear I didn't want to write these words out of shame and embarrassment, but what happened to us in the Gaza Strip—the destruction, the genocide, the starvation of the people—is beyond imagination. My older brother, who was our provider, was killed by a treacherous bullet to the head. He was our only support, the one who provided us with food, and now we go to bed hungry, ravaged by the hunger that has consumed our bodies.
A few months later, my mother died from cancer that ravaged her body. We couldn't find her any treatment, medicine, food, or clean water until she passed away from the intense pain and hunger.
Now it's just me, my brother, and my father. We can't find the food and medicine I need because I suffer from chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD), which causes me to have difficulty breathing and choke in the middle of the night. Please donate; we need $450 to buy the necessary medication. I don't want what happened to my mother to happen to me. Please donate. 😭😭💔
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I'm experiencing severe shortness of breath right now, I can't breathe. Please help me get the medication. Please donate, donate! We still need $440. Donate, donate! 😭😭💔
Why are you letting us down? Are we just numbers in a death register? Every night is harder than the last. Please donate, we only need $435. Please don't let us down, donate! 😭😭💔
I just spoke to the doctor and he told me they gave me a 25% discount on the price of the medication. Please, I still need $309. Donate and help me, I don't want to die, please 🥺🥺💔
Please help us. My father was crying by my side, saying, "I don't want to lose you like I lost your mother." He kept crying. Please save my life, even with a small amount. We still need $294. Please donate. 💔💔😭
In a place where children no longer know what safety feels like, a mother is trying to keep her children alive despite everything 💔
I don’t know how I am still holding on...
My name is Najah, and I am a mother of six children, including newborn twins 👶👶 who need urgent care every single moment.
We are living through extremely difficult days filled with fear, hunger, and the lack of basic necessities 🥺🍞
Sometimes my children go to sleep without enough food, and I stand helpless before their tears because I cannot provide milk, diapers, or medicine for them.
My newborn twins are still so fragile, and their tiny bodies need constant nutrition and care 🍼💔
But our situation has become far beyond my ability to handle, while my other children face hunger, cold, and fear every day.
For many days, we have not received any donations or help, and our situation keeps getting worse with every passing hour.
I try to stay strong for my children, but my heart breaks every night when I see them suffering and I have nothing to protect them with.
Every second now is precious ⏳
Every act of kindness could be the reason my children survive 🙏
I am not asking for the impossible — only for a chance for my children to live safely, stay together, and have hope for another tomorrow.
Please, from the bottom of my heart, do not ignore our suffering 💔
Any small donation could help me buy milk, diapers, food, and medicine for my children.
I am Najah, living with my twin children in a tent. As the tanks approached the area where we are staying, my fear was no longer for myself, but for my two little children who need safety more than anything else. All I hope for is that this danger passes peacefully and that I can protect them from being displaced once again.
Please donate $25, $50, $100, or any amount you can give 🤲
Every contribution, no matter how small, can make a real difference in my children’s lives.
And if you cannot donate, please share our story everywhere you can 📢
Your compassion may reach someone who can save my children before it is too late.
I beg you — stop here, donate, share, and choose kindness before this silence becomes another tragedy for my family.
Thank you to everyone who listened to our pain 🌸
Your kindness today could give my children another chance at life and safety.
Donation link
From the heart of Gaza, we reach out to you with deep pain and a plea for help… amelia romain needs your support for Help Wedad's family in
In a place where children no longer know what safety feels like, a mother is trying to keep her children alive despite everything 💔
I don’t know how I am still holding on...
My name is Najah, and I am a mother of six children, including newborn twins 👶👶 who need urgent care every single moment.
We are living through extremely difficult days filled with fear, hunger, and the lack of basic necessities 🥺🍞
Sometimes my children go to sleep without enough food, and I stand helpless before their tears because I cannot provide milk, diapers, or medicine for them.
My newborn twins are still so fragile, and their tiny bodies need constant nutrition and care 🍼💔
But our situation has become far beyond my ability to handle, while my other children face hunger, cold, and fear every day.
For many days, we have not received any donations or help, and our situation keeps getting worse with every passing hour.
I try to stay strong for my children, but my heart breaks every night when I see them suffering and I have nothing to protect them with.
Every second now is precious ⏳
Every act of kindness could be the reason my children survive 🙏
I am not asking for the impossible — only for a chance for my children to live safely, stay together, and have hope for another tomorrow.
Please, from the bottom of my heart, do not ignore our suffering 💔
Any small donation could help me buy milk, diapers, food, and medicine for my children.
I am Najah, living with my twin children in a tent. As the tanks approached the area where we are staying, my fear was no longer for myself, but for my two little children who need safety more than anything else. All I hope for is that this danger passes peacefully and that I can protect them from being displaced once again.
Please donate $25, $50, $100, or any amount you can give 🤲
Every contribution, no matter how small, can make a real difference in my children’s lives.
And if you cannot donate, please share our story everywhere you can 📢
Your compassion may reach someone who can save my children before it is too late.
I beg you — stop here, donate, share, and choose kindness before this silence becomes another tragedy for my family.
Thank you to everyone who listened to our pain 🌸
Your kindness today could give my children another chance at life and safety.
Donation link
From the heart of Gaza, we reach out to you with deep pain and a plea for help… amelia romain needs your support for Help Wedad's family in
I swear I didn't want to write these words out of shame and embarrassment, but what happened to us in the Gaza Strip—the destruction, the genocide, the starvation of the people—is beyond imagination. My older brother, who was our provider, was killed by a treacherous bullet to the head. He was our only support, the one who provided us with food, and now we go to bed hungry, ravaged by the hunger that has consumed our bodies.
A few months later, my mother died from cancer that ravaged her body. We couldn't find her any treatment, medicine, food, or clean water until she passed away from the intense pain and hunger.
Now it's just me, my brother, and my father. We can't find the food and medicine I need because I suffer from chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD), which causes me to have difficulty breathing and choke in the middle of the night. Please donate; we need $450 to buy the necessary medication. I don't want what happened to my mother to happen to me. Please donate. 😭😭💔
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I'm experiencing severe shortness of breath right now, I can't breathe. Please help me get the medication. Please donate, donate! We still need $440. Donate, donate! 😭😭💔
Why are you letting us down? Are we just numbers in a death register? Every night is harder than the last. Please donate, we only need $435. Please don't let us down, donate! 😭😭💔
I just spoke to the doctor and he told me they gave me a 25% discount on the price of the medication. Please, I still need $309. Donate and help me, I don't want to die, please 🥺🥺💔
Please help us. My father was crying by my side, saying, "I don't want to lose you like I lost your mother." He kept crying. Please save my life, even with a small amount. We still need $294. Please donate. 💔💔😭
I swear I didn't want to write these words out of shame and embarrassment, but what happened to us in the Gaza Strip—the destruction, the genocide, the starvation of the people—is beyond imagination. My older brother, who was our provider, was killed by a treacherous bullet to the head. He was our only support, the one who provided us with food, and now we go to bed hungry, ravaged by the hunger that has consumed our bodies.
A few months later, my mother died from cancer that ravaged her body. We couldn't find her any treatment, medicine, food, or clean water until she passed away from the intense pain and hunger.
Now it's just me, my brother, and my father. We can't find the food and medicine I need because I suffer from chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD), which causes me to have difficulty breathing and choke in the middle of the night. Please donate; we need $450 to buy the necessary medication. I don't want what happened to my mother to happen to me. Please donate. 😭😭💔
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Help support Mohmd Hlywat by donating or sharing with your friends.
I'm experiencing severe shortness of breath right now, I can't breathe. Please help me get the medication. Please donate, donate! We still need $440. Donate, donate! 😭😭💔
Why are you letting us down? Are we just numbers in a death register? Every night is harder than the last. Please donate, we only need $435. Please don't let us down, donate! 😭😭💔
I just spoke to the doctor and he told me they gave me a 25% discount on the price of the medication. Please, I still need $309. Donate and help me, I don't want to die, please 🥺🥺💔
Please help us. My father was crying by my side, saying, "I don't want to lose you like I lost your mother." He kept crying. Please save my life, even with a small amount. We still need $294. Please donate. 💔💔😭
The popularity of the "incompetent stupid piece of shit husband and competent wife who loves him anyways" trope in media is a psyop to make women believe its normal to settle for an incompetent stupid piece of shit husband
I don’t know how much longer I can keep begging. For days, I have been posting, sharing, and asking for help, hoping that someone would hear my cry. My mother and father are elderly, their health is getting worse, and they urgently need their medication. We still need $477, and time is running out.😔
The Tumblr account I relied on to reach people was deleted, and it felt like another door closing in my face. I am exhausted, scared, and carrying a weight that feels impossible to bear. All I want is to get the medicine my parents need before their condition becomes even worse.💔
If only 19 people donate $25, we can reach the goal. We can do this together. Please don’t scroll away. What may seem like a small amount to you could mean everything to my family 😔💔
I have been pleading for days because I have no other choice. My parents spent their lives loving me, protecting me, and sacrificing for me. Now they need help, and I cannot bear the thought of losing them because I couldn’t afford their medication. Please, from the bottom of my heart, donate if you can and share our story if you cannot. Every minute matters, and every act of kindness brings us one step closer to saving my mother and father 🙏💔😔
I don’t know how much longer I can keep begging. For days, I have been posting, sharing, and asking for help, hoping that someone would hear my cry. My mother and father are elderly, their health is getting worse, and they urgently need their medication. We still need $477, and time is running out.😔
The Tumblr account I relied on to reach people was deleted, and it felt like another door closing in my face. I am exhausted, scared, and carrying a weight that feels impossible to bear. All I want is to get the medicine my parents need before their condition becomes even worse.💔
If only 19 people donate $25, we can reach the goal. We can do this together. Please don’t scroll away. What may seem like a small amount to you could mean everything to my family 😔💔
I have been pleading for days because I have no other choice. My parents spent their lives loving me, protecting me, and sacrificing for me. Now they need help, and I cannot bear the thought of losing them because I couldn’t afford their medication. Please, from the bottom of my heart, donate if you can and share our story if you cannot. Every minute matters, and every act of kindness brings us one step closer to saving my mother and father 🙏💔😔
I am so scared for my little sister right now… I feel like I am losing her in front of my eyes.
If she does not receive the treatment she urgently needs today, I may lose her forever. This is what the doctor warned us.
After her surgery, her wound became a severe infection, then turned into pus, and now it has reached the bone. Every minute of delay could cause permanent damage that cannot be reversed.
The donations are not just help — they are her only chance right now. They will go directly toward urgent tests, scans, and treatment needed to save her life.
I am begging you… please do not let me lose my sister while she can still be saved. Donate now and share her story.
Will you leave us alone and let Lama lose her life?
We have cried out for help again and again, but the silence has broken us more each time.
Every passing minute makes her condition worse, and we are forced to watch her suffer while we have nothing but prayers and tears.
Please… don’t ignore our pain this time.
One share from you could reach someone who can save Lama’s life. Don’t let her disappear while there is still a chance to save her.
I am so scared for my little sister right now… I feel like I am losing her in front of my eyes.
If she does not receive the treatment she urgently needs today, I may lose her forever. This is what the doctor warned us.
After her surgery, her wound became a severe infection, then turned into pus, and now it has reached the bone. Every minute of delay could cause permanent damage that cannot be reversed.
The donations are not just help — they are her only chance right now. They will go directly toward urgent tests, scans, and treatment needed to save her life.
I am begging you… please do not let me lose my sister while she can still be saved. Donate now and share her story.
Will you leave us alone and let Lama lose her life?
We have cried out for help again and again, but the silence has broken us more each time.
Every passing minute makes her condition worse, and we are forced to watch her suffer while we have nothing but prayers and tears.
Please… don’t ignore our pain this time.
One share from you could reach someone who can save Lama’s life. Don’t let her disappear while there is still a chance to save her.
I don’t know how much longer I can keep begging. For days, I have been posting, sharing, and asking for help, hoping that someone would hear my cry. My mother and father are elderly, their health is getting worse, and they urgently need their medication. We still need $477, and time is running out.😔
The Tumblr account I relied on to reach people was deleted, and it felt like another door closing in my face. I am exhausted, scared, and carrying a weight that feels impossible to bear. All I want is to get the medicine my parents need before their condition becomes even worse.💔
If only 19 people donate $25, we can reach the goal. We can do this together. Please don’t scroll away. What may seem like a small amount to you could mean everything to my family 😔💔
I have been pleading for days because I have no other choice. My parents spent their lives loving me, protecting me, and sacrificing for me. Now they need help, and I cannot bear the thought of losing them because I couldn’t afford their medication. Please, from the bottom of my heart, donate if you can and share our story if you cannot. Every minute matters, and every act of kindness brings us one step closer to saving my mother and father 🙏💔😔
also important: I've gotten hate for expressing myself like this as a transmasc person but honestly I won't stop being myself and also won't stop being very sexually confident in myself and traits. I feel like other trans ppl especially transmascs know they can do what makes them happy
