And with that, I've drawn one year's worth of Flowey! Thank you to everyone who's followed and interacted with this blog over the past year. I had initially been worried that nobody would care about this goofy idea I had, but I'm happy to have seen otherwise!
The blog is going to be going on a hiatus for a while. I do want to come back for another year eventually, though it won't be anytime soon since I want to focus on other things.
If you still want a Flowey-centric blog that posts daily, I also run @flowey-archive, where I archive various Flowey related fanworks (mainly fanart).
Thank you for sticking around! I've had a lot of fun running this blog, and I'm very happy to have made it this far.
My name is Maram, I am 25 years old from Gaza. I dreamed of a peaceful life, spending my life with my husband and my three children... but the war turned this dream into an impossible one šš. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from itš. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Gaza Strip. After repairing a small room in our destroyed house, we began to live there and start over. Unfortunately, the war came back, and it was even stronger than before š. Now, we have no shelter or source of income. We have used up all our savings during the war. I know I created my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other means to help my family š. I am completely confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these tough circumstances š.
I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family š„ŗš.
My name is Maram, a Palestinian woman from Gaza. I am 26 years old and a mother of three children: Malik (8 years old), Ibrahim (6 years old
So, please, donate to my campaign, even if it's a small amountāit will have a big impact on us š„ŗ. May God bless you, my friend š„°ā¤ļø.
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 childrenāsafe and warm in the embrace of their father. But the war has stolen that dream from usššš
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, Iāve 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. Weāve 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 lifeššš
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 darknessš„¹
Please, help me keep the light of these innocent children from being extinguished by this cruel world
Donation Link
My name is Gabe. I am from Portland, OR and I am raising funds on behalf of Enas Shukry Iā¦ Gabriel G needs your support for Help Enas and he
My name is Bilal. I am a 35-year-old father of four children šØāš§āš¦ from Gaza. I lived a simple life with my family. I worked hard every day to provide my children with a decent life and a better future.
But the war took everything from usā¦ š
In a sudden bombing, my home was destroyed, and the place that once brought my family together became nothing but ruins. I lost several members of my family, and I, my wife, and my daughter were injured, leaving us with deep physical and emotional suffering.
After losing my home, my job, and my only source of income, I became unable to work because of my injuries. My responsibilities became greater than my ability to provide. Today, I live with my children in a small, worn-out tent āŗ that does not protect us from the heat of the sun āļø, the cold of winter āļø, insects š, or rats š that have become part of our daily struggle.
Even the little food we manage to get š does not remain safe for us, as the rats eat it, and my children cannot eat it afterward. We are living in extremely difficult conditions, trying only to survive through fear and hardship š.
The tent where we live is located near the yellow line, and we have nowhere else to go or a safe place to shelter. It breaks my heart to see my children suffering while I cannot provide what they need š¢.
I ask kind-hearted people ā¤ļø to stand with me and help us provide medical treatment for my wife and daughter š„, secure the basic needs for my children, and help us overcome these unbearable circumstances after losing everything.
Because of the war in Gaza, I lost everything ā my home šļø and my work in law, as I am a law graduate āļø. My wife and my daughter Malak suff
Please donate whatever you can to help us and stand by us during this difficult time š. Your support can give my family new hope and help my children have a safer and more dignified life š¤.
Please share our story with anyone who may be able to help š¤².
Thank you to everyone who extends a helping hand and feels our pain ā¤ļø.
My name is Maram, I am 25 years old from Gaza. I dreamed of a peaceful life, spending my life with my husband and my three children... but the war turned this dream into an impossible one šš. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from itš. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Gaza Strip. After repairing a small room in our destroyed house, we began to live there and start over. Unfortunately, the war came back, and it was even stronger than before š. Now, we have no shelter or source of income. We have used up all our savings during the war. I know I created my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other means to help my family š. I am completely confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these tough circumstances š.
I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family š„ŗš.
My name is Maram, a Palestinian woman from Gaza. I am 26 years old and a mother of three children: Malik (8 years old), Ibrahim (6 years old
So, please, donate to my campaign, even if it's a small amountāit will have a big impact on us š„ŗ. May God bless you, my friend š„°ā¤ļø.
My name is Maram, I am 25 years old from Gaza. I dreamed of a peaceful life, spending my life with my husband and my three children... but the war turned this dream into an impossible one šš. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from itš. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Gaza Strip. After repairing a small room in our destroyed house, we began to live there and start over. Unfortunately, the war came back, and it was even stronger than before š. Now, we have no shelter or source of income. We have used up all our savings during the war. I know I created my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other means to help my family š. I am completely confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these tough circumstances š.
I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family š„ŗš.
My name is Maram, a Palestinian woman from Gaza. I am 26 years old and a mother of three children: Malik (8 years old), Ibrahim (6 years old
So, please, donate to my campaign, even if it's a small amountāit will have a big impact on us š„ŗ. May God bless you, my friend š„°ā¤ļø.
My name is Bilal. I am a 35-year-old father of four children šØāš§āš¦ from Gaza. I lived a simple life with my family. I worked hard every day to provide my children with a decent life and a better future.
But the war took everything from usā¦ š
In a sudden bombing, my home was destroyed, and the place that once brought my family together became nothing but ruins. I lost several members of my family, and I, my wife, and my daughter were injured, leaving us with deep physical and emotional suffering.
After losing my home, my job, and my only source of income, I became unable to work because of my injuries. My responsibilities became greater than my ability to provide. Today, I live with my children in a small, worn-out tent āŗ that does not protect us from the heat of the sun āļø, the cold of winter āļø, insects š, or rats š that have become part of our daily struggle.
Even the little food we manage to get š does not remain safe for us, as the rats eat it, and my children cannot eat it afterward. We are living in extremely difficult conditions, trying only to survive through fear and hardship š.
The tent where we live is located near the yellow line, and we have nowhere else to go or a safe place to shelter. It breaks my heart to see my children suffering while I cannot provide what they need š¢.
I ask kind-hearted people ā¤ļø to stand with me and help us provide medical treatment for my wife and daughter š„, secure the basic needs for my children, and help us overcome these unbearable circumstances after losing everything.
Because of the war in Gaza, I lost everything ā my home šļø and my work in law, as I am a law graduate āļø. My wife and my daughter Malak suff
Please donate whatever you can to help us and stand by us during this difficult time š. Your support can give my family new hope and help my children have a safer and more dignified life š¤.
Please share our story with anyone who may be able to help š¤².
Thank you to everyone who extends a helping hand and feels our pain ā¤ļø.
STOP SCROLLING FOR A MOMENT. TONIGHT, I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO LOSE MY WIFE. Tonight, I watched my wife's condition get worse, and my heart nearly stopped. I have never felt so helpless, because I knew she desperately needed treatment and I had no way to provide it. The doctor examined her and prescribed urgent injections and medication that she must start taking as soon as possible. The cost is around ā¬800, and every day of delay makes our fear bigger. I am begging you as a husband who has nothing left except hope in kind strangers. Please help me get my wife the treatment she needs. Your donation today could make the difference between more suffering and a chance for her to recover. Please donate now GoFundMe.
A few weeks ago, I asked for help to reach my first goal: securing admission to a Master's program.
Because of the incredible kindness of so many people, we reached that goal. ā¤ļø
Today, I can proudly say that I have received my university admission.
Now I am facing the next challenge.
To officially move forward with this journey, I need to pay the remaining registration fees. The total cost is $1,200; I have already contributed $600 from my salary and personal savings and raised $150 through donations, so I now need another $450. Because I believe in this dream and am doing my utmost to realize it, I plan to work hard this month to earn an additional $300āwhich means the remaining amount needed to reach my goal would be just $150!
Every contribution, no matter the size, helps me move one step closer to beginning my Master's degree.
If you are unable to donate, sharing my fundraiser would mean just as much.
Thank you for believing in my education, my future, and the impact I hope to create through it. ā¤ļø
Fundraiser || PayPal || Vetting 1 || VettingĀ 2
š Goal #1: ā Completed
šÆ Current Goal: Master's Registration Fund
Yet, I am still searching for a chance to continue my education.
They said those who survived the war had started new lives.
But we are still trying to reclaim our most basic rights.
The war didn't just steal our homesā¦
It stole years of education, work, stability, and dreams.
Today, after everything I have been through, I have been accepted into a masterās program. Securing this admission was my primary goal, andāthanks to God and the support of those who believed in meāI managed to achieve it.
But my journey doesn't end here.
I am still trying to secure the registration fees so I don't lose this admission and the opportunity I have waited so long for.
I continue to work as hard as I can, and I have already contributed a significant portion of the cost from my own savings, but I still need help to complete this journey.
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 childrenāsafe and warm in the embrace of their father. But the war has stolen that dream from usššš
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, Iāve 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. Weāve 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 lifeššš
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 darknessš„¹
Please, help me keep the light of these innocent children from being extinguished by this cruel world
Donation Link
My name is Gabe. I am from Portland, OR and I am raising funds on behalf of Enas Shukry Iā¦ Gabriel G needs your support for Help Enas and he
My name is Maram, I am 25 years old from Gaza. I dreamed of a peaceful life, spending my life with my husband and my three children... but the war turned this dream into an impossible one šš. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from itš. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Gaza Strip. After repairing a small room in our destroyed house, we began to live there and start over. Unfortunately, the war came back, and it was even stronger than before š. Now, we have no shelter or source of income. We have used up all our savings during the war. I know I created my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other means to help my family š. I am completely confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these tough circumstances š.
I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family š„ŗš.
My name is Maram, a Palestinian woman from Gaza. I am 26 years old and a mother of three children: Malik (8 years old), Ibrahim (6 years old
So, please, donate to my campaign, even if it's a small amountāit will have a big impact on us š„ŗ. May God bless you, my friend š„°ā¤ļø.
Today, the pain of missing them feels heavier than ever. š
I miss my wife, who was killed, and I miss my son, who was also killed. They are gone, but their memories will remain in my heart forever. No words can truly describe the pain of losing them.
Now, I keep going for the sake of my daughters, who survived. They have already lost their mother and their brother, and they need safety, food, and the basic necessities of life. I am doing everything I can, but I cannot carry this burden alone.
If you are able to make a donationāno matter how smallāit will make a real difference in my daughters' lives. And if you cannot donate, please consider sharing our story. It may reach someone who can help.
Thank you to everyone who keeps my wife and son in their prayers and stands beside my family during this difficult time. š¤šµšø
A Plea from the Heart: I Am Fatima, and This Is My Story
My name is Fatima, a teacher from Gaza. I used to work in a small school I loved dearly, planting hope in the hearts of children and teaching them that tomorrow could be better. But the war took everything away. My school was bombed, I lost my job, and our home was reduced to rubble. Yet, I refused to give up. I set up a small tent amid the destruction and continued teaching children, showing them that knowledge is a light that cannot be extinguished, even in the darkest times.
My husband, Akram, was my partner and pillar of support. But he was severely injured in an attack targeting civilians. His abdominal injuries are so severe that he can no longer work or even lift basic items. Every day, I see the pain in his eyes and feel the weight of helplessness, but I try to stay strong for him and for our children.
Our eldest, Manar, is four years old, and sheās missing out on her childhood amidst this devastation. Our youngest, Ibrahim, was born under bombardment just a year ago. He has suffered greatly due to the lack of milk and proper medical care. Yet, sometimes, he smiles, and in those brief moments, I find the strength to keep going.
We now live in a fragile tent that doesnāt shield us from the cold or rain. Every day is a new battle for survival. I write these words while holding my childrenās hands, with nothing left but my faith in God and the hope that your kind hearts will hear our plea.
Please help us provide milk and food for our children, ease Akramās pain, and rebuild even a small part of the life the war has destroyed. Every donation, no matter how small, makes a big difference in our lives.
I ask you to share our story and be our support during this harsh and unforgiving time.
Donation link
I am Fatima, a mother of two, displaced from Gaza, now seeking refuge in Al-Maā¦ Thistle Path needs your support for Help Fatima's family in
My name is Bilal. I am a 35-year-old father of four children šØāš§āš¦ from Gaza. I lived a simple life with my family. I worked hard every day to provide my children with a decent life and a better future.
But the war took everything from usā¦ š
In a sudden bombing, my home was destroyed, and the place that once brought my family together became nothing but ruins. I lost several members of my family, and I, my wife, and my daughter were injured, leaving us with deep physical and emotional suffering.
After losing my home, my job, and my only source of income, I became unable to work because of my injuries. My responsibilities became greater than my ability to provide. Today, I live with my children in a small, worn-out tent āŗ that does not protect us from the heat of the sun āļø, the cold of winter āļø, insects š, or rats š that have become part of our daily struggle.
Even the little food we manage to get š does not remain safe for us, as the rats eat it, and my children cannot eat it afterward. We are living in extremely difficult conditions, trying only to survive through fear and hardship š.
The tent where we live is located near the yellow line, and we have nowhere else to go or a safe place to shelter. It breaks my heart to see my children suffering while I cannot provide what they need š¢.
I ask kind-hearted people ā¤ļø to stand with me and help us provide medical treatment for my wife and daughter š„, secure the basic needs for my children, and help us overcome these unbearable circumstances after losing everything.
Because of the war in Gaza, I lost everything ā my home šļø and my work in law, as I am a law graduate āļø. My wife and my daughter Malak suff
Please donate whatever you can to help us and stand by us during this difficult time š. Your support can give my family new hope and help my children have a safer and more dignified life š¤.
Please share our story with anyone who may be able to help š¤².
Thank you to everyone who extends a helping hand and feels our pain ā¤ļø.
A few weeks ago, I asked for help to reach my first goal: securing admission to a Master's program.
Because of the incredible kindness of so many people, we reached that goal. ā¤ļø
Today, I can proudly say that I have received my university admission.
Now I am facing the next challenge.
To officially move forward with this journey, I need to pay the remaining registration fees. The total cost is $1,200; I have already contributed $600 from my salary and personal savings and raised $150 through donations, so I now need another $450. Because I believe in this dream and am doing my utmost to realize it, I plan to work hard this month to earn an additional $300āwhich means the remaining amount needed to reach my goal would be just $150!
Every contribution, no matter the size, helps me move one step closer to beginning my Master's degree.
If you are unable to donate, sharing my fundraiser would mean just as much.
Thank you for believing in my education, my future, and the impact I hope to create through it. ā¤ļø
Fundraiser || PayPal || Vetting 1 || VettingĀ 2
š Goal #1: ā Completed
šÆ Current Goal: Master's Registration Fund
Yet, I am still searching for a chance to continue my education.
They said those who survived the war had started new lives.
But we are still trying to reclaim our most basic rights.
The war didn't just steal our homesā¦
It stole years of education, work, stability, and dreams.
Today, after everything I have been through, I have been accepted into a masterās program. Securing this admission was my primary goal, andāthanks to God and the support of those who believed in meāI managed to achieve it.
But my journey doesn't end here.
I am still trying to secure the registration fees so I don't lose this admission and the opportunity I have waited so long for.
I continue to work as hard as I can, and I have already contributed a significant portion of the cost from my own savings, but I still need help to complete this journey.
