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Hey, hope this isn’t too nosy but is grimharlequin still ok?
He's next to me in bed lemme ask right quick
he said no im not okay im in need of finacial assistance paypal.me/furbyfridays https://cash.app/$retrovirus666
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he is locked out of grimharlequin forever, sadly. @merlinzorn is the art blog now but Merlin isn't drawing rn due to extreme wrist pain that requires occupational therapy
thanks for asking!
please help us out if you
can spare any of your attention and energy we are disabled trans and homeless for 2 and a half years and a lot of expenses taking care of health and i just want us to make it another yearr and get my family out of this terrible place
we are currently about to make our move into our own condo. 500 sq ft that is ours. The move in costs are higher because i have no rental history. please consider helping us to finally escape being as homeless as we have been for 2 years now.
Total move in costs are going to be 2,073.33, plus signing up for renters insurance ($20-30) & electricity. My paycheck will not cover all the move in costs. If we could raise even $700 it would be enough to scrape through. Please help us to move successfully!! Now is the time, if you have anything to give, Please help us with this last push. We've been fighting so hard just to survive that my family and I have gotten hurt, badly, again and again. We just want to rest. Recover. Have a foundation to live on. We deserve to live. Please help 2 homeless trans disabled people who have been made more disabled by having to live in tents and shelters the past 2 years. its been. so hard. Our cat has been choked, stolen, and poisoned. We've all gotten sick so much. Got worms. I was sexually assaulted by a now (ex)coworker. Merlin's body will never be the same shape it was before and he has to go to the doctor and therapy a lot now. Enough is enough. Please help us to live and thrive. We deserve to chase our dreams and build our lives, just as anyone does. Thank you so, so much to everyone who rooted for us, who've been rooting for us, and to every person who has helped along the way such that we could even be here today. to keep trying.
$160/700
$195/700 thank you to everyone who donated thus far!
$275/700 That's a quarter of the goal! Go go go 💥🐎🎠🐎💥💥
A dream we never imagined possible has come true. Here Merlin and I are w/ new condo keys!!!!
Still at $275/700. After paying everything I have under $200, and Merlin has an emergency exam for his jaw tomorrow @ the dentist that will cost $50. Please, Please keep cheering and sharing your support!!!
hey guys i know i said i wasn’t gonna do donation posts anymore unless i really had to but i like. actually really have to now
so i transferred to a new college in june, and i was previously on scholarships that paid 100% of my tuition. my current school proceeded to not apply my scholarship and i went over to their offices 50 different times while they escalated it over and over again meanwhile the scholarship never hit my account so now i have a past due balence on my account. i tried to take out a loan for the previous semester but my credit score is too mediocre and i don’t have a co-signer. now i got an email saying ill be dropped from my fall classes next week if i don’t pay by the 25th
this is REALLY bad because i get paid via chap 35 college benefits meaning if im not in college i dont have a source of consistent income as well as no housing since i live in a dorm, which means ill be fucked if i can’t get this paid
thankfully it is “only” 4.3k so unfortunately sorry guys i gotta do this i literally have been forced out of options
as for the fall semester, i’ll likely have my scholarship fixed by then so i’ll be fine then but until then i NEED to get this fixed
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i have 12 days to get this taken care of
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE reblog, and if you are able to donate please do because this is legitimately make or break for us right now we have no other options and this will kind of just make us fucking homeless if we can’t pay it
i legitimately cannot emphasize enough how fucked we are if we can’t get this paid by the deadline like seriously we won’t have a source of income or place to live, both of which this v thing needs
like legitimately jesus christ please reblog LITERALLY any amount helps because we are absolutely fucked fucked if we can’t get this paid like life straight up over shit like god help
100/4381
seriously god please reblog
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I’m opening up comms for the summer until August! dm me for inquiries!
Y'all our cat has some crazy vet bills right now (we're still figuring out what's wrong with him), if anyone wants some sketch comms please DM! I go back to work next week but turnaround should be about 2 weeks at most for finished products. Any sharing is helpful!
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Life or Death? ‼️
please stop I need your support to stand with my family in this bad situation ‼️
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We don't even know anymore. Khaled, my little one, has started pronouncing the word "bombing," and it terrifies me.
I'm Jehad a father of two kids and lost everything because of war here in Gaza. I am now trying to rebuild some of it. With your kidness everything comes true ❤️❤️
We need to raise total of $100,000. Every dollar you contribute will make a tangible difference in our lives.
Please do your best to save my family and students we are waiting for your support. ❤️🙏
I’m not here to beg or list every detail—because even an entire newspaper wouldn’t be enough. The images on TV screens and the stories you see online already tell you so much about what we endure. But no matter how much you see, you’ll never truly feel what we feel. And I wouldn’t wish this life on anyone.
We are victims of conflicts we never chose. We love life—deeply, desperately—as long as we’re allowed to live it. We don’t want war, we don’t want destruction. All we want is a future. A future for ourselves, for our children—a future like every other human being deserves.
Everything is expensive and I need support follow you guys 🙏🙏❤️❤
Every dollar you contribute will make a tangible difference in our lives. Your donations can ensure that this newborn baby has a chance at survival and that can provide my children with the necessities they deserve.
How You Can Help
In this moment of despair, I reach out to you—not just as a stranger, but as a fellow human being. Our humanity connects us, and compassion knows no boundaries. Your kindness, no matter how small, can bring a glimmer of hope to our lives, shattered by war.
Our baby has been sick countless times, and every evacuation has only made things worse. We need help to survive, to heal, and to dream of a better tomorrow.
Even a Little Means Everything
We appreciate your help, even if it’s just a small donation or simply sharing our story. Every bit of support matters. Together, we can rebuild what’s been taken from us and find hope amidst the rubble.
Hello all, my name is Jess Rapoza from the USA. I am raising money on behalf… Jess Rapoza needs your support for Help Jehad’s Family Evacuat
Thank you, from the bottom of our hearts.
Jehad ❤️
My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
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As of 4/19/2025, the campaign is at $5,609 out of $90,000. It was last donated to 7 minutes ago as I write this.
🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸
My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.
But life had other plans.
War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.
There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.
I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.
Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.
This is my life.
This is my daughter’s life.
And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.
Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.
That’s why I keep going.
I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.
How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war
💛 If you can, please support our journey here:
My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t
If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.
From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.
I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.
Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.
With love and endless gratitude
🕊️ Please Take a Moment to Read Nadin’s Story
My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.
I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.
My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.
I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.
This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.
If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.
My name is Nadin I’m a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza who are trying to hold on — to hope, to our families, to any piece
I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.
Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.
💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
💔 A Journey of Loss, but Also of Strength
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
🌿 What Life Looks Like for Us Now
Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
We’re trapped.
🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨👩👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yet…
Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
💖 What You Can Do
If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Life as I knew it has been completely destroyed. I have lost my home, my
✨ Why It All Matters
This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
🙏 From the Heart: A Quiet Apology
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
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With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️
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The universal experience
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emily gwen needs money. give them money. stop giving disney and faceless businesses who sell cheap, imported, low-quality crap produced with probably child or slave labour. give your money to emily gwen.
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imagine if instead of it being called a sip it was as called a suck. can I have a suck of water? 🤨
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