Some things i'm drawing for my art fight page. want it to look good so bad, but i'm not an html person so i'm just drawing stuff and slapping it on my page to try and make it look ok lol. expect more post like this i think :]
This pain will end one day, and I believe in that. We are going through great hardships, but hope has always been in my heart. The freedom for Palestine is now closer than ever🥹🇵🇸
I am Kareman, a Palestinian mother from Gaza, and we are still alive after 475 days of war that began on October 7, 2023, and ended today. However, despite being alive, pain and sorrow have not left us. Everything around us has turned to rubble. I once said, "This pain will end one day, and I believe in that," but I never imagined that the pain would follow us in this way.
We returned to our home, only to find that the pain has deepened. Our home, which once embraced us, is now destroyed. The fishing boat, which was our only source of livelihood, was consumed by fire, taking away all hope. The fishing nets and equipment, which were our means of survival, have been burned. My husband, who supported us with his work, now has nothing but memories😭💔
As for me, I was a children's teacher, teaching them to love life despite the difficulties, but my school, which was once a place of hope, is now nothing but ash. We have lost everything, but we still hold on to hope thanks to Hamoud, who gives us the strength to keep going.
Today, we need you more than ever. We ask for your help in repairing my husband's fishing boat, as we have no other source of income. If we don't get the support to repair it, we will remain trapped in a cycle of poverty and need. But if we stand together, we can rise again.
Please, don't leave our families in this dark path. Every donation, no matter how small, represents a chance for us to live again.
From the bottom of my heart, I thank you for your continued support, and I trust that hope will return thanks to your help.
Donation link through the campaign gofund
I’m Zenzi and have made this GoFundMe for my friend in Palestine and her family. H… Zenzi Zeme needs your support for Save Kareman Dohan's F
Or through PayPal
Go to paypal.me/kyliedela and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries.
What’s happening in Gaza is not just bombing — it’s silent extermination; the occupation knows exactly what it's doing, people are being killed slowly in a sealed cage, with no food, no medicine, no way out; starvation continues, and the few food alternatives are expired or contaminated, there are no vegetables, no fruits, no meat, patients are dying, and even the healthy are falling sick — heart disease, kidney failure, stomach and colon cancer, chronic fatigue, anemia, and more; we are being watched like lab rats, the goal is to break us or push us to flee, this is a legal crime using hunger as a weapon, a political crime when our slow death is blamed on conflict, and a moral crime when the world watches and says nothing; please help us, don’t let us die slowly — even a small donation could save a life, the link is in my bio.
Or through the link here
I’m Zenzi and have made this GoFundMe for my friend in Palestine and her family. H… Zenzi Zeme needs your support for Save Kareman Dohan's F
Some things i'm drawing for my art fight page. want it to look good so bad, but i'm not an html person so i'm just drawing stuff and slapping it on my page to try and make it look ok lol. expect more post like this i think :]
planning on participating in artfight for the first time... i'm pretty stressed and don't know what i'm doing but :) art has been hard lately and i'm hoping this will help. add me on artfight if you feel like it hehe
if anyone was interested in playing honkai PLEASE help me get jade I'm pulling for luocha and then saving for boothill. Boothill is a C*NTY cyborg cowboy i need boothill on a spiritual level so this is me begging
new players have to take part or people who haven't played the game in a while can participate? I don't really understand. anyways spoilers below
i'm obsessed with this leaked still of boothill sooooooo *twirls my hair* yeah if this can't win y'all over i understand
Genora (20), in a brief moment of her life. One where she tried to meet the expectations of her uncle and have a sensible lifestyle and a stable job. Well. as stable as one could have being a bard for hire.
She was quite good at playing music for all kinds of settings, whether small taverns or dance balls. It's quite easy to get a tavern full of drunk folk tipping the live performance. And using the money she saved, she was able to afford more presentable clothes and advertisements for the higher class. (including a portrait like the one i drew).
Given the semi recluse nature that she developed as she got older, she was also quite mysterious. It was easy to fantasize the kind of person she could be, behind the talent and grace she presented. So many would hire her due to the intrigue that would spread over her. It didn't take long for the brave or cocky few, who would see her and decide to get to know her more than the mysterious violinist who seldom spoke. So that opportunity would arrive during her breaks or after the final performance of the night, when she would go where the least amount of people were and would be nose deep in a book. As well as writing in a journal. And sometimes, for the lucky few, they can find her unoccupied. That's when people are able to get a look into her eyes. Many would look at her and see someone who is naturally enchanting, the way her eyes twinkle and glisten. But anyone keen enough could tell that her gaze is not really there. She is looking at some intangible thing that is so far away, and the glisten in her eyes is a yearning for something else.
Yet those who continued to talk to her felt that they could one day change her or convince her that it's better if she doesn't be herself. One of those people led to a physically intimate relationship. Where their ideals and dynamics were just too clashing. Which becomes one of the reasons she decided she cannot keep being this Idealized bard. She had to be herself; the woman who wants to write a guidebook for all who wish to be a hero one day. A book that would given everyone access to the resources needed to understand, what makes a hero a hero?
The first ever folk to approach her would go on to gossip about how very eccentric she is. She would seem either flat out disinterested in the whole mingle and make social transactions during these high class get togethers, or she would ask the most uncouth questions. Things like "How often do you find you or your colleagues preforming act of kindness?" "Do you believe, being of the high class, that your blood grants you the titles you were given? What of those who get their titles through hard work?" and the like. So many after talking to her would see their own fantasies of her shattered. Her awkward, rude, and on the rare nights where someone asks and talks the right way to get her to open up will find that she is quite excitable when it comes to her passions, ones that she has tried so hard to keep in the back burner since trying to appease her uncle. So many would not seek her out again. You can count on your hand the times the people who aren't intimidated by the shift in there ideals of her.
Not long after this revelation, she tried to balance these two worlds, Still preforming with the violin but also spending late nights creating ventriloquist puppets of her favorite historically real heroes. She lived like this just long enough so that she can venture off and find inspiration for the answers she seeks.
it's rlly late and i dont feel like re reading this so :P whatevs
Genora (20), in a brief moment of her life. One where she tried to meet the expectations of her uncle and have a sensible lifestyle and a stable job. Well. as stable as one could have being a bard for hire.
She was quite good at playing music for all kinds of settings, whether small taverns or dance balls. It's quite easy to get a tavern full of drunk folk tipping the live performance. And using the money she saved, she was able to afford more presentable clothes and advertisements for the higher class. (including a portrait like the one i drew).
Given the semi recluse nature that she developed as she got older, she was also quite mysterious. It was easy to fantasize the kind of person she could be, behind the talent and grace she presented. So many would hire her due to the intrigue that would spread over her. It didn't take long for the brave or cocky few, who would see her and decide to get to know her more than the mysterious violinist who seldom spoke. So that opportunity would arrive during her breaks or after the final performance of the night, when she would go where the least amount of people were and would be nose deep in a book. As well as writing in a journal. And sometimes, for the lucky few, they can find her unoccupied. That's when people are able to get a look into her eyes. Many would look at her and see someone who is naturally enchanting, the way her eyes twinkle and glisten. But anyone keen enough could tell that her gaze is not really there. She is looking at some intangible thing that is so far away, and the glisten in her eyes is a yearning for something else.
Yet those who continued to talk to her felt that they could one day change her or convince her that it's better if she doesn't be herself. One of those people led to a physically intimate relationship. Where their ideals and dynamics were just too clashing. Which becomes one of the reasons she decided she cannot keep being this Idealized bard. She had to be herself; the woman who wants to write a guidebook for all who wish to be a hero one day. A book that would given everyone access to the resources needed to understand, what makes a hero a hero?
The first ever folk to approach her would go on to gossip about how very eccentric she is. She would seem either flat out disinterested in the whole mingle and make social transactions during these high class get togethers, or she would ask the most uncouth questions. Things like "How often do you find you or your colleagues preforming act of kindness?" "Do you believe, being of the high class, that your blood grants you the titles you were given? What of those who get their titles through hard work?" and the like. So many after talking to her would see their own fantasies of her shattered. Her awkward, rude, and on the rare nights where someone asks and talks the right way to get her to open up will find that she is quite excitable when it comes to her passions, ones that she has tried so hard to keep in the back burner since trying to appease her uncle. So many would not seek her out again. You can count on your hand the times the people who aren't intimidated by the shift in there ideals of her.
Not long after this revelation, she tried to balance these two worlds, Still preforming with the violin but also spending late nights creating ventriloquist puppets of her favorite historically real heroes. She lived like this just long enough so that she can venture off and find inspiration for the answers she seeks.
it's rlly late and i dont feel like re reading this so :P whatevs
Genora (20), in a brief moment of her life. One where she tried to meet the expectations of her uncle and have a sensible lifestyle and a stable job. Well. as stable as one could have being a bard for hire.
She was quite good at playing music for all kinds of settings, whether small taverns or dance balls. It's quite easy to get a tavern full of drunk folk tipping the live performance. And using the money she saved, she was able to afford more presentable clothes and advertisements for the higher class. (including a portrait like the one i drew).
Given the semi recluse nature that she developed as she got older, she was also quite mysterious. It was easy to fantasize the kind of person she could be, behind the talent and grace she presented. So many would hire her due to the intrigue that would spread over her. It didn't take long for the brave or cocky few, who would see her and decide to get to know her more than the mysterious violinist who seldom spoke. So that opportunity would arrive during her breaks or after the final performance of the night, when she would go where the least amount of people were and would be nose deep in a book. As well as writing in a journal. And sometimes, for the lucky few, they can find her unoccupied. That's when people are able to get a look into her eyes. Many would look at her and see someone who is naturally enchanting, the way her eyes twinkle and glisten. But anyone keen enough could tell that her gaze is not really there. She is looking at some intangible thing that is so far away, and the glisten in her eyes is a yearning for something else.
Yet those who continued to talk to her felt that they could one day change her or convince her that it's better if she doesn't be herself. One of those people led to a physically intimate relationship. Where their ideals and dynamics were just too clashing. Which becomes one of the reasons she decided she cannot keep being this Idealized bard. She had to be herself; the woman who wants to write a guidebook for all who wish to be a hero one day. A book that would given everyone access to the resources needed to understand, what makes a hero a hero?
The first ever folk to approach her would go on to gossip about how very eccentric she is. She would seem either flat out disinterested in the whole mingle and make social transactions during these high class get togethers, or she would ask the most uncouth questions. Things like "How often do you find you or your colleagues preforming act of kindness?" "Do you believe, being of the high class, that your blood grants you the titles you were given? What of those who get their titles through hard work?" and the like. So many after talking to her would see their own fantasies of her shattered. Her awkward, rude, and on the rare nights where someone asks and talks the right way to get her to open up will find that she is quite excitable when it comes to her passions, ones that she has tried so hard to keep in the back burner since trying to appease her uncle. So many would not seek her out again. You can count on your hand the times the people who aren't intimidated by the shift in there ideals of her.
Not long after this revelation, she tried to balance these two worlds, Still preforming with the violin but also spending late nights creating ventriloquist puppets of her favorite historically real heroes. She lived like this just long enough so that she can venture off and find inspiration for the answers she seeks.
it's rlly late and i dont feel like re reading this so :P whatevs
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