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@airinyourtires
Hello friends, I'm Ayoush Crochet, and I'm also Ayoush trying to help my family.
Please donate
Hi, I'm Raven, and I'm running this campaign on behalf of my friend Ayoush. Any money raised will go to her in full. Please note the campaig
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I'm here to tell you a few things. There are many haters and liars around, but I want to thank @el-shab-hussein who refuted all these false claims. However, You can follow up on this matter through this link click here
First, I'm the one who makes these crocheted pieces, and this is indeed the business card. You can see it on this page and contact me there as well. Click here
It was under our business name. But I lost the pieces and the business phone when my house was bombed.
That's why I'm here; I need your help and support. There are many hateful people here who wish us harm and genocide, but I'm striving for my dream and trying to help my family. These are some pieces of my work from before the war. I hope you can help and support us so we can continue living and alleviate our suffering.
Also, if you wish, you can follow the page on Instagram and view many more pieces of art.
Click here
My name is Ramy, I was born in Gaza and I am 22 years old. The war came and I was in the third preparation and I could not complete my studies. I had a house and a place to live in, but unfortunately it has been completely destroyed and our area is subjected to constant warnings and displacement of the population. I do not have any source of income. My father is unemployed after we had a bird shop where we rely on a source of income, but it is destroyed because of the war and we can hardly buy expensive food and because of famine and lack of money, we cannot manage ourselves with our simplest daily needs, so I hope you stand by my family and help make our lives better and make sure that no matter how much it is, no matter what it makes us happy and helps us make our lives better
My name is Ramy. I am 22 years old, from northern Gaza, and I am the oldest brother in my family. I have four younger brothers and one littl
The owner of the land where I set up my tent has come to me and wants $100 a month for rent, and I don't have the money to give the landowner.He will drive us out of the land and throw us into the street.
Please donate as much as you can so that help my family even a small amount and tell people about my suffering
Please trying to support me 🙏
Hello, I'm Ahmed, 23 years old. I was studying computer science at the Islamic University in Gaza before the war. I aspired to build a brigh
Hello friends, it's me, Ahmed again. I need your help. I almost lost my life last time while looking for work because the place was directly bombed. I'm a university student about to graduate. I lost everything in the war, and I support myself, my younger brother, and my family. I tried to find work, but to no avail. I'm looking for a scholarship to continue my studies. We've been deprived of all our rights. Please don't deprive me of my most basic rights: the right to education, to live, and to eat healthy, good food. I'm searching for a way to support myself. You may not be able to provide financial support, but you can share this. Let's not be a cause of destruction. Please try to support us in any way you can.
My tent is dilapidated and tattered, unfit for human habitation, and extremely hot. I need your help and support.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #640 )✅️
My name is Fatima, a 21-year-old woman🤰.Just one month before the war, I was engaged, dreaming of a warm home and a small family.But the war tore us apart—my fiancé and I were separated between northern and southern Gaza, with no way to communicate💔.
Despite the pain, we held on to hope. Months later, I left my family and joined him.We got married, believing it was the start of a new life.But the bombing returned, and we were displaced again… Now we live in a fragile tent in western Gaza, awaiting the birth of our first child amid conditions unfit for life🥹😭.
I’m pregnant🤰, and my due date is near🥹. I have none of the essentials I need as a mother or even as a human being🙏.We lack everything: medical care, food, clean water, and basic supplies for childbirth and the baby🥲.
I’m not asking for the impossible—just enough to protect my life and my baby’s
Your donation is our only hope🥹😢.
I am Fatima, a 21-year-old woman.I got engaged just one month before the war started. My dreams were simple: a warm home, a small family, an
My campaign is new and has not received much support. Please support me and my family.
https://chuffed.org/project/helpfatema
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #640 )✅️
Hello, my name is Islam, and I am a mother of three children from Gaza.
Before the war, our life was simple, but it was filled with warmth, safety, and happiness. 🏠 Our home was our safe haven, and my children’s laughter filled every corner of it.
But in a single moment, everything changed...
We lost our home and became homeless. Today, we live in a small tent that cannot protect us from the heat of summer or the cold of winter. ⛺
My children are still beside me, but fear never leaves their eyes. Every day, I struggle to provide food, clean water, clothes, and even their most basic needs. As a mother, it breaks my heart to see them suffering while feeling helpless.
try to stay strong for my children, but the truth is that I am exhausted. All I want is to give them back even a small part of the safety and dignity they have lost.
🙏 We are in desperate need of help to survive — a decent tent, food, clothing, and basic necessities for my children.
Hello, I'm from Gaza 💔 "I used to live in safety... and today I'm writing to you from among the tents."
Any support, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in our lives. And if you are unable to help directly, please share our story. Maybe it will reach someone who can.
I am just a mother trying to protect her children in the middle of unimaginable hardship... and my children are all I have in this world 🤍
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Hello my friends, my name is Bilal Ahmed.
Please help me and don't ignore me.
I'm Bilal. I suffered a severe injury in the war, resulting in the loss of my eye and a large part of my intestines. More than 18 cm of my intestines were severed. My home and workplace were destroyed, and I'm now unable to support myself due to the injury. I'm completely helpless. I'm not asking for much; we're living a living hell. The bombing never stops, and the suffering never ceases.
We live in a dilapidated tent, and my tent has been bombed several times. Now my children have scabies due to the lack of hygiene and the sand.
I'm just trying to care for my children and provide them with the bare necessities. Please, if you can't donate, you can share and talk about my suffering.
Save my orphan children
I am Inas, a mother of two young children: Muhammad, 7 years old, and Hala, 5 years old. They should have been living their childhood like all children—safe and warm in the embrace of their father. But the war has stolen that dream from us😭😭😭
Six months ago, my husband Anas, a kind-hearted man who endured a life of poverty, was killed by a random shell while on his way to work as a taxi driver. Since that tragic day, I’ve been left to carry the unbearable weight of life alone.
I held a diploma in international secretarial studies and was about to start a job to help support my family. But the war shattered not only our home but also my hopes and dreams. We’ve been displaced six times and now live in a tent that offers no shelter from the bitter cold or the ever-looming fear.
My young children face relentless hunger that weakens their fragile bodies and a cold that knows no mercy for their small hearts. Each day, their cries for warmth and food grow louder, and each day, I feel more helpless to provide them with even the basics of life💔😭😭
I appeal to your humanity, to your compassion. We need your help to survive, to find a safe shelter, and to feed my children. Your generosity could be the reason Muhammad and Hala continue to live and find hope amidst this darkness🥹
Please, help me keep the light of these innocent children from being extinguished by this cruel world
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My name is Gabe. I am from Portland, OR and I am raising funds on behalf of Enas Shukry I… Gabriel G needs your support for Help Enas and he
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your silence on fresh basil pesto is deafening.
"You hear that? They're saying The Odyssey doesn't even have nobody!"
"They've got nobody in the Odyssey?"
"No I'm saying they don't got nobody."
"Nobody's there?"
"Nobody's not there!"
"So everyone's there?"
"Everybody but nobody!"
reblogging this for my friend, who is understandably very upset about this and has told me this fact multiple times already, because it bothers her so much
Wait…. 😳 there’s a way out?
christopher nolan great gatsby where jay sits down by the pool before he’s shot and says “our roaring twenties are collapsing”
did you see the diffyg ar yr haul yesterday?
Ooooh, that's funny - I was just on the phone with someone and we discussed this very term!
So diffyg ar yr haul literally translates as "an absence of the sun" or "a flaw of the sun" - basically, it suggests there's a problem with the sun.
I can't help but wonder if this is a hangover from when early cultures saw eclipses as terrifying omens or a real problem with the sun, and not just the moon going on a jolly for a few minutes. Did early Welsh people look up at the darkening sky and go, "Ah, fuck, sun's broken"?
Anyway, I did see it; or rather, I saw the sky go dark. I didn't find out about the eclipse in time to sort out a safe way to look at it, so I just appreciated the darkness instead - even we undead horses have to look after our eyesockets!
Is there a word for occupying the space where normies think you're a freak and freaks think you're a normie?
I tell a woman with a 9 to 5 office job about the slightly niche speculative fiction novel I just finished and she goes "Oh, that's...interesting. I hadn't heard of that."
I tell a grungy chick I met at a dive bar about the same book and she kinda scoffs and goes "Okay" like I said my favorite show is Sesame Street
i love how autocorrect used to be a helpful tool for when i made a typo and now it just replaces whole words that already made sense in my sentence with words it thinks i want to say. don't interrupt spaghetti again How does grandma turn you off
humbling
people saying "write what you want to see in the world!" and that's always a good sentiment but this post isn't really about "oh no there's no content for my ship", more the feeling of "i looked up something that i thought was so obvious that surely plenty of more seasoned ao3 perverts would have thought of it already, but apparently i'm the weird one"