bro wtf is going on in school at this point 💀💀💀💀💀like yesterday I was just talking to my friend and suddenly we see two people giving eachother backshots in the hall😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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bro wtf is going on in school at this point 💀💀💀💀💀like yesterday I was just talking to my friend and suddenly we see two people giving eachother backshots in the hall😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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HAPPY PRIDE to my fellow queers or any allys🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🏳️🌈it is so important to be as loud and proud go to pride events or just do anything to show your support!!!!this is actually my first pride out of the closet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!hope everyone has a wonderful pride month and make queerphobs want to bury themselves!!!!!!
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We’re still starving… Please don’t look away.
This is not just a photo. This is Gaza. This is our reality.
The girl in this image is one of thousands of children in Gaza suffering from severe malnutrition. Her fragile body is a silent scream — a reflection of the hunger, fear, and pain that haunt every corner of our lives.
She could be my daughter. She could be yours.
My name is Fayez, a father of three beautiful children. I live in Gaza, under the unrelenting siege and devastation of war.
Every day, we wake up not knowing if we’ll have food — not even bread or clean water.
The fear of bombs has been replaced by a greater fear: starvation.
I am not afraid to die from the airstrikes anymore. But I am terrified to watch my children die slowly from hunger. To hear them cry at night from empty stomachs, and have nothing to give them — that is a pain no parent should ever bear.
Please, I am begging you — if you are reading this, help me feed my children. Help save their lives. Any donation, no matter how small, can mean a meal, a lifeline, a moment of hope.
Please Donate now:👇👇 👇
Hello everyone, my name is Elham' Abdelrahim I live in Los Angeles, … Elham Abdelrahim needs your support for In the Face of War: We Need Yo
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Yes, I Will Donate 😭💔
Yes, I Will Reblog 😭💔
💔 Don’t look away. Help us survive.
My children are starving. They cry themselves to sleep every night— not because they’re tired, but because they are hungry.
There is no food to give them. No clean water. No medicine. No way to keep them safe.
I am a mother in Gaza. I have nothing left but my words, and I am using them now to beg you:
Please. Help us. Feed us. Save us. Don’t let my children be next.
Donate whatever you can. A small act of kindness can keep a child alive another day.
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Painting I made,it looks like absolut shit on camera I swear it looks better if you see it with your own eyes
Tried to draw my dog,
i don’t usually draw animals so I tried to move out of my comfort zone:3 and this was my best attempt after many:D
Bucky drawing
don’t know how I feel about this drawing honestly,I can’t draw guns or hands for the life of me💀
To those who don’t know me, my name is Abdelmajid — and this is what remains of my story… ✍️
Every time I try to write, images rush through my mind: The sound of explosions, the cries of children, my mother trying to comfort us while her heart trembles, and my father staring at the sky as if asking it, "Will this night ever end?"
I’m from Gaza 🇵🇸 — a place where survival has become a daily achievement. A land that doesn’t sleep, doesn’t rest, and never truly heals. Our home didn’t survive, and many of my loved ones didn’t either. I am one of the few who made it out from under the rubble… not by strength, but by chance. Still, I chose to speak.
I don’t write to complain or to beg for pity… I write to say: we are still here. We’re still trying. We still believe that goodness hasn’t completely faded, and that somewhere out there are hearts that still care ❤️
If you’ve read this far, you’re one of the rare people who chose to stop, to read, to care. And that alone gives us new hope ✨
My name is Abedmajed Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with what remains of my once large and loving family.
If you can help — even with a word or a share — know that it truly makes a difference. And if you choose to donate, you're giving more than money… you're giving life.
Thank you to everyone who still carries Gaza in their heart, Thank you for giving us a moment of your time, Thank you for choosing to be human 🕊️
I hope things get better for you and everyone else going through same stuff,your truly brave and being able to put your story out there is something that gave me a lot of respect for you,truly wishing the best for you❤️❤️
He says, "Son, can you play me a memory?
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes"
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