The occupation has announced that it will annihilate Gaza City – and they have been murdering the journalists who are bringing the truth to us...
People do not want to leave Gaza City, as they are starving, weakened, and know that once they leave they will never return – and they do not have a safe passage to the 'safe zones'.
People will be bombed and sniped either way... 123 people were killed within 24 hours, the death tolls are only increasing, the bombardments are ramping up – so global pressure and support must ramp up..
Very little food is being sold at exhorbant prices. The trickle of aid getting in is not enough – the airdrops that western and regional countries boast about are humiliating, they have killed people, and are filled with sand and mould...
Aid seekers have been shot, trampled, tear gassed... did you know that 1,600+ aid seekers have been killed in Gaza? They came with empty bullets, and got bullets instead... people have been kidnapped at these sites and held in detention... this isn't aid – its slaughter.
The trucks that are getting in get looted, and fave heavy constraints from the occupation. Our donations are helping people get food, and they are helping people not have to risk their lives...
Without a doubt, your donations are crucial, and a lack of donations can sent people to their deaths...
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If you can afford to buy a cup of coffee, you can afford to help Mohammed Youssef ( @mokahaed ) and his family... he has five children – and they have been subjected to genocide and torture that no child should ever have to face... ever.
They are verified, number 88 on the @/gazavetters list ... and also verified here.
The last donation was 44 minutes ago as I write this.
"After our homes were completely destroyed, displacement number 14 has now been made from Al-Tuffah neighborhood in northern Gaza. My family of 27 and I do not own anything due to the sudden flight from the area. We do not even have the most basic necessities of life. No food, no clothing, no drink. I was not even able to bring a tent due to the urgent evacuation request from the area."
Today I awoke to a horrifying message from my little Qais’s doctor. He warned that Qais’s wound will continue oozing pus and blood unless his surgery happens immediately. I will never forgive those who scroll past and keep browsing without sharing my post with compassion.
I am watching my child suffer while I feel completely powerless, counting every drop of blood as if it were time slipping away. Please, don’t let delay steal his chance to live—share his story and donate now.
As a mother in Gaza, I am begging you with a broken heart: your help can save Qais’s life and stop this agony. Please donate whatever you can and help us reach his urgent surgery.
I say this again with a broken heart: I cannot forgive those who read my post and continue scrolling past. My child is fading. Please—share and donate today. Don’t let your silence become why Qais vanishes away.
Every moment that passes feels like I am losing my child piece by piece, while the world scrolls in silence. I am begging you—please don’t ignore us. Share this post and donate now to help save my baby Qais before it is too late.
Everything changed the day Amira was born.
The world outside was collapsing — bombs, dust, screams, and fear. Yet inside a small room, by the dim light of a single candle, a new life began.
While others were running for shelter, I was holding my newborn daughter, trembling, crying, trying to believe that something so pure could still exist in a place like Gaza.
I named her Amira, because I wanted her to feel like a child of life —not a child of war.
A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed
Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep.
She has just turned one.
She’s learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things — as if she doesn’t see the destruction around her.
She doesn’t know the word “loss.”
She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there.
Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in — whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like.
And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says “mama,” everything becomes bearable again.
I want to rebuild our home.
Not just for the walls — but for her future.
For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war.
I’m not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear
My name is Saja. I am a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on — to hope, to my family, and to a life that no
A Mother’s Message
To everyone reading this — thank you for listening to our story.
Your kindness means more than words.
Every share, every message, every donation — it all helps me rebuild not just a house, but a future for Amira.
From the heart of Gaza, from a mother learning to hope again —
we will live. And I will make sure my daughter grows up in a world that knows love more than war.
I’m Inge Kassab, a 22-year-old dental student from Al-Azhar University in Gaza. My university was completely destroyed in the war, and I lost all my dental tools and the chance to continue my clinical training. Despite everything, I’m trying to return to my studies and finish the remaining hours to graduate.
I urgently need financial support to buy new medical instruments, prepare for my return to university, cover transportation costs, and purchase the required books.
Your help will also support my family with basic living needs during this difficult time.
Please help me rebuild my path and put (Dr.) before my name someday.
✅Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is (#538)✅
Hi, I'm Tristan from the Netherlands, running this campaign on behalf of my friend Inge. This is her story:
Desperately wish I could just post the whole image on Tumblr cause I feel like the BCS and BrBa fandom here would eat these butttttttt y’know how they get about nsfw even when it’s properly labeled :’•)
Hey, man, c'mere. Listen. Get in real close, this is important.
You're gonna make stuff again. You're gonna make stuff you're proud of. You're gonna make stuff you're excited to share. You're going to feel that overwhelming drive to create, not just the frantic I want to want to you're stuck in now. You're going to have awesome ideas, and you're going to make them into reality. You're going to create again. You're still an artist. You're still a writer. You're still home to the same passion you had before. You'll find it again. It's not gone. It's just resting. Let it rest. You're going to make stuff again. I promise.
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