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Do you know anything i can donate to for palestine that's not the gofundmes because the idea of having to choose who needs my money more is just. scary to me they all need it 3: maybe there's a thing that splits/distributes money evenly???? idk but help would be appreciated

Gazafunds actually deals with this anxiety and makes a decision for you if you want. Their home page has a spotlighted fundraiser and the code consider things like how close the gfm is to finishing, when the most recent donation is, etc. So it's randomized to help as many people as possible.

There's also @helpgazachildren which if you donate, you can help multiple people at once since it's a whole mutual aid fund, or at least close to it. Hussam distributes money to people who need it when he's asked.

circusheart

aboudspeaksagain

Everything keeps being taken from me. My accounts disappear one after another, my voice is scattered, and I’m forced to start again each time as if nothing I lived through mattered.

aboudspeaksagain

I’m writing this from a hospital bed.

My body is sick, treatment doesn’t exist for me here, and my family is outside with no shelter, facing hunger and cold while I can’t reach them.

aboudspeaksagain

This isn’t a story for sympathy. This is my reality.

If you’re reading this, please don’t let us be erased. Follow me so I don’t lose my community again, share my words, speak about us, and donate if you can. Your support is the only thing keeping us visible and alive.

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cuckchair-dyke

hey everyone aboud's having a real hard time. all his accounts keep getting deleted and he's suffering in hospital. he needs anything you can spare right now so please donate to him

rui-cifer

The Qanon people absolutely won the culture war, by the way, and all of you deeply impressionable yankees helped them win.

rui-cifer

Just as how Satanic Panic of the late 20th century was actually about women entering the workplace and the evils of the Daycare that allow the women to be able to work hidden behind the rhetoric of Protecting the Children, the "Kill a Pedophile" branch of Qanon (by far the most popular) has been about rallying against sexual minorities in public spaces hideen behind the rhetoric of Protecting the Children.

It is a deeply reactionary current of yankee culture and every single one of you that participated in demeaning LGBT+ ppl being visible in public spaces or Protecting the Children from Travis Scott/Balenciaga/Wayfaire helped it penetrate the mainstream. This is true for unquestioningly pushing around whisper campaigns targeting LGBT+ people, especially trans women who are targeted disproportionately by these people. Every time you participate in pedojacketing a trans woman, you're essentially just your reactionary parents banning D&D from public library that you've sworn you'll never become, but with pride flag patch on your denim jacket this time.

geniusoflove

here is solomon

editoress

Alarm Off perfec t time for put lying in bed to t/hink! Inside very Quiet and Peace thoughts very productive put in Alarm Off. Put Thinking in Alarm Off time. no problems ever lying in bedd with alarm off because good Contemplation and Eyes Closed for difficult deep thoughts about day. alarmOff yes safe place to close eyes lie in bed can trust not to fall back asleep. friend bed

jofiah

The ofi...

they... they took mmy J,

quinnick

It’s that time of year again so here is your yearly reminder that the world isn’t ending and people don’t hate you. The sun is just setting at 6 pm.

mrs-delaney

Please take your vitamin D

bundibird

HEY SOUTHERN HEMISPHERE GIRLIES, ITS OUR TURN TO ENDURE THE DARK DAYS NOW, BUT STAY STRONG. THE WORLD IS NOT ENDING; THE SUN IS JUST SETTING AT 5-to-6 PM. BUT SHE WILL COME BACK TO US SOON. TAKE A VITAMIN D AND HANG IN THERE.

slayerbuffy

I've gone. Not one for goodbyes, I thought it best to slip out quietly. Love to you all, Giles.

Rest in peace, Anthony Stewart Head (1954 – 2026)

inkskinned

we were the liminal kids. alive before the internet, just long enough we remember when things really were different.

when i work in preschools, the hand signal kids make for phone is a flat palm, their fingers like brackets. i still make the pinky-and-thumb octave stretch when i "pick up" to respond to them.

the symbol to save a file is a floppy disc. the other day while cleaning out my parents' house, i found a collection of over a hundred CDs, my mom's handwriting on each of them. first day of kindergarten. playlist for beach trip '94. i don't have a device that can play any of these anymore - none of my electronics are compatible. there are pieces of my childhood buried under these, and i cannot access them. but they do exist, which feels special.

my siblings and i recently spent hours digitizing our family's photos as a present for my mom's birthday. there's a year where the pictures just. stop. cameras on phones got to be too good. it didn't make sense to keep getting them developed. and there are a quite a few years that are lost to us. when we were younger, mementos were lost to floods. and again, while i was in middle school, google drive wasn't "a thing". somewhere out there, there are lost memories on dead laptops. which is to say - i lost it to the flood twice, kind of.

when i teach undergrad, i always feel kind of slapped-in-the-face. they're over 18, and they don't remember a classroom without laptops. i remember when my school put in the first smartboard, and how it was a huge privilege. i used the word walkman once, and had to explain myself. we are only separated by a decade. it feels like we are separated by so much more than that.

and something about ... being half-in half-out of the world after. it marks you. i don't know why. but "real adults" see us as lost children, even though many of us are old enough to have a mortgage. my little sister grew up with more access to the internet than i did - and she's only got 4 years of difference. i know how to write cursive, and i actually think it's good practice for kids to learn too - it helps their motor development. but i also know they have to be able to touch-type way faster than was ever required from me.

in between, i guess. i still like to hand-write most things, even though typing is way faster and more accessible for me. i still wear a pj shirt from when i was like 18. i don't really understand how to operate my parents' smart tv. the other day when i got seriously injured, i used hey siri to call my brother. but if you asked me - honestly, i prefer calling to texting. a life in anachronisms. in being a little out-of-phase. never quite in synchronicity.

snazzymolasses

I imagine that the last generation to really feel this way, to really feel a before-and-after kind of world, was at the last turn of the century, which had 3 huge, life-changing inventions happen all at once.

In 1890, everybody rode horses, used candles to see at night, and communicated through letters.

By the 1920s (only 30 years later!), everybody had automobiles (or access to another form of 'self-driving' transportation like busses or trams) and nobody had horses. Nearly everyone had electricity in their houses. Nearly everyone had a telephone, or access to one.

Can you imagine? Can you imagine growing up, being taught by your parents all about how to ride horses and care for them and hitch them to a wagon, only to...not ever use that knowledge as an adult, because you have a car? Can you imagine learning how to make candles, finally getting good enough at it to be useful to your family as a teenager, only to flick a switch to turn on a light bulb as an adult?

I feel like that last huge change in technology is the same thing we are going through. I know how to read a paper map. I will never need to use this knowledge. But it's still in there; including the many patient hours my mother spent teaching me, and a lot of fond memories I have of her doing it. I know how to research a topic in a paper library, with actual books. Pretty sure I will never do that again. I memorize phone numbers, 'just in case'. In case what? The automobile (smartphone) gets un-invented? But I hold that knowledge in my head. It's there. It's part of me.

I wish I could speak to my great-great-grandmother, who had her first baby in 1900. To ask her, if what Millennials now are going through is what it was like for her Centennial generation. The absolute whiplash, from one way of life to another.

Kids born in 1890 knew how to make candles, and kids born in 1920 could not fathom why you would need to know this.

tweetsongs

i agree so much about making your blorbos pathetic but i do fear that many take this to mean 'make them more traditionally feminine/submissive' which genuinely hurts my soul. make your blorbos pathetic in interesting character-oriented ways. understand their neuroses and turn the dials up to eleven. juxtapose the parts of life they handle extremely well with the parts of their lives that make them eat shit. make them angry. make them cold. make them pave their own way to hell while building walls preventing them from seeing any other way. please i'm begging you no more pathetic as an euphemism for bottoming im gonna mclose it.

sashimi55

Human bodies are so weird like the upper half consists of every single vital organ and the lower half is legs

dambiex

dark-spirit-tamamoland

they're still terming random transfems as i type this i see which does make quite a statement doing this today specifically

puppetstuffing

watched three girls who reblogged its new blog mutual aidpost (made literally 15 minutes ago) already disappear from its notifs. transfems are not included in their pride :/

puppetedlove

puppetvictim

tamamowand

QUITE the statement to be nuking transfems at the current accelerated pace right at the start of pride month like this, isn't it

quinnception

This post is no more than two days old as of June 3rd, 2026. All of these blogs were nuked in two days or less.

lady-hibiscus

>post by a person of color giving insightful commentary on racism

>opens notes

mosabahmad1

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In Gaza, there is no food, medicine, or warmth without your support. Every donation means a meal, medicine, and warmth for Alma, Lama, and Lina.

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neechees

Getting closer to the current goal!

mosabahmad1

My children are waiting for the mercy of your hearts It has been 15 hours with no donations. Please don’t leave us alone

mosabahmad1

It’s been 17 hours and no donation has arrived my children are waiting in silence, and my heart cannot bear their pain

mosabahmad1

Please we are holding on to you. Your support is our last hope. Even a small share or a little help from you can make a real difference for my children

mosabahmad1

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