Hello friends, I'm Ayoush Crochet, and I'm also Ayoush trying to help my family.
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Hi, I'm Raven, and I'm running this campaign on behalf of my friend Ayoush. Any money raised will go to her in full. Please note the campaig
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I'm here to tell you a few things. There are many haters and liars around, but I want to thank @el-shab-hussein who refuted all these false claims. However, You can follow up on this matter through this link click here
First, I'm the one who makes these crocheted pieces, and this is indeed the business card. You can see it on this page and contact me there as well. Click here
It was under our business name. But I lost the pieces and the business phone when my house was bombed.
That's why I'm here; I need your help and support. There are many hateful people here who wish us harm and genocide, but I'm striving for my dream and trying to help my family. These are some pieces of my work from before the war. I hope you can help and support us so we can continue living and alleviate our suffering.
Also, if you wish, you can follow the page on Instagram and view many more pieces of art.
Hello, I'm Ahmed, 23 years old. I was studying computer science at the Islamic University in Gaza before the war. I aspired to build a brigh
Hello friends, it's me, Ahmed again. I need your help. I almost lost my life last time while looking for work because the place was directly bombed. I'm a university student about to graduate. I lost everything in the war, and I support myself, my younger brother, and my family. I tried to find work, but to no avail. I'm looking for a scholarship to continue my studies. We've been deprived of all our rights. Please don't deprive me of my most basic rights: the right to education, to live, and to eat healthy, good food. I'm searching for a way to support myself. You may not be able to provide financial support, but you can share this. Let's not be a cause of destruction. Please try to support us in any way you can.
My tent is dilapidated and tattered, unfit for human habitation, and extremely hot. I need your help and support.
hello, i am from the usa and i'm making this fundraiser for a palestinian family. here's their story:
My family and I are living through extremely difficult circumstances. Every day is a struggle to survive. We have very little food, and sometimes we don't know how we will get our next meal. 🍞💔
My young children need milk and basic necessities, but I cannot afford to provide them. Seeing them hungry and in need breaks my heart every single day. 🥺🍼💔
We are also living in a worn-out, damaged tent that no longer protects us properly from the weather. The conditions are harsh, and we desperately need shelter materials, blankets, and anything that can make our tent safer and more livable. ⛺💨😢
Every donation, no matter how small, brings us hope and helps us provide food, milk, and a safer place for our children. Your kindness can truly make a life-changing difference for my family. 🙏❤️
Please keep us in your prayers and, if you are able, support us by donating and sharing our campaign. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts. May God bless you for your compassion and generosity. 🤲💖😭
hello, i am from the usa and i'm making this fundraiser for a palestinian family. here's their story:
My name is Ahmed, and I am a 24-year-old young man from Gaza.
My family and I are living in extremely difficult humanitarian conditions. My father is unable to work, so I have become the sole provider for my family despite having very limited resources.
What hurts me the most is my sister Sarah's situation. She has a disability and needs ongoing medical treatment, medication, and care. Unfortunately, I can no longer afford to provide her with the basic support she needs. It breaks my heart every day to see her suffering while I am unable to help her.🥹🙏🏼
I once dreamed of completing my university education and building a career in my field, but the circumstances forced me to put my dreams aside. Now, my only goal is to provide for my family and do everything I can to care for my sister.
Please, if you are able, help my sister Sarah, even with a small donation. Every contribution, no matter how small, can make a real difference in her life and give my family a little hope.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart to everyone who supports us or shares our story with others.
Please donate through PayPal. Thank you so much for your kindness and support.
I am Israa Alwan I am 23 years old, a young woman who once had big dreams and was ready to achieve them. After years of hard work and study, I finally received my degree in Early Childhood Education. It was an indescribable joy, knowing I was about to start my journey as a teacher, to help shape young minds and walk alongside them in their first steps toward knowledge.🥺🧑🏻🎓🧑🏻💻
But my dream didn’t last. The war came and turned 🇵🇸my life upside down. My home, once a safe haven, is now rubble, and I’m left with only a few belongings and broken dreams. Now, I have no home, no job, and no sense of security. I move from one place to another with my husband, carrying my unborn child, searching for shelter to protect us from the cold winter and the scorching summer.😭😭🍉
I would like to share a part of my life with you…🥺🌠
I am Esraa 🤍 I married the man I love, and he is my support and strength in this difficult world. Now I am pregnant with our little baby, and we dream of the day we hold our child in our arms, filling our lives with love and hope.
But the reality around us is very hard 💔
We are living in a worn-out tent that cannot protect us from the cold or the rain. Every day, I worry about my baby growing inside me and how I can keep him safe in these conditions.
During this sensitive time, I truly need proper care, healthy food, clean water, and vitamins to protect my baby and myself 🤰💧💊
Donation link...... 🍉
From a future teacher to a homeless woman
My story and my hope to survive
My name … Maryam Awad needs your support for Help the famil
If you can help, even a little, it would make a huge difference in our lives 🙏💗
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I am Widad, writing to you today with a heavy heart for my mother, Suhaila, who is currently undergoing urgent surgeries in the hospital.
Her health condition is very serious, and we are going through critical and difficult moments, waiting for any news that can bring us comfort and hope.
Every passing moment feels heavy as we wait and pray for her safety and recovery
Please… act now. Silence is taking her away from me. Every moment without help brings us closer to losing her. I beg you from my heart, don’t scroll past—help us before it’s too late
Every second matters. Any small donation can help save her life. Please don’t ignore us. Share this message, donate if you can. Your kindness could give my daughter a chance to live and see tomorrow.
We have nothing left.
Our home was destroyed.
We sleep under the open sky, exposed to cold, fear, and hunger.
No walls. No roof. No tent.
My father was injured in the war and cannot work.
My mother is very sick — her iron is dangerously low, and we cannot afford her medicine.
Her illness is confirmed by a hospital report, which you can see
Every night, I watch her struggle and pray she survives.
I have four sisters and my little brother Shukri.
Look at this video 😢… My siblings and I are searching through the rubble of our destroyed home for any clothes we can wear. Everything is torn, everything is broken… we are just trying to find something to cover ourselves in these hard days."
He is scared, weak, and I am the only one trying to protect him.
And my little sister Mira, only two years old, cries for milk… and I have nothing to give her.
My little sister Mira is suffering from severe malnutrition and is currently in the hospital. She is weak and unable to rest properly, and we are deeply worried about her."
I was forced to leave school. My dreams are gone.
All I can do is fight every day to keep my family alive.
We are just children… carrying a life no child should ever bear.
Please… help us survive.
Even a small donation can give: • Medicine for my mother
• Milk for Mira
• Care and support for Shukri
• A simple shelter to protect all of us
."Medicines for my mom."
If you cannot donate, please share our story.
Help us. Save us. We are slowly dying. 😭💔🙏
The army has ordered the evacuation of the areas around us. People are running in fear, carrying their children and whatever little they have left. I recorded a video so the world can see the suffering we are going through and the fear surrounding us every second.
Please, I beg you, help us before it is too late. Help us before we are bombed and disappear like so many others. Any support, donation, or share could save the lives of my children.
Please do not ignore our cries for help.
Donation link
Hello, my name is Mickey from Michigan USA and I am raising funds for Wedad… Mickey Dee needs your support for Support Wedad's Journey to Sa
Every day, I watch my mother grow weaker, and it feels as though time is slowly taking her away while I stand here powerless.
The doctors have told us that her treatment can no longer be delayed and that she needs it urgently.
I am begging you from the bottom of my heart—if there is compassion in your heart, please don't leave us to face this alone.
Help us get my mother the treatment she desperately needs before it is too late.
Even the smallest donation can make a real difference, and even sharing this appeal could reach someone who is able to save my mother's life. Please, don't scroll past our plea in silence.
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rewatching revolutionary girl utena and it's kind of hysterical how touga first makes himself relevant to the main plot. literally jumped out of the bushes and went "My name is John Normal. Let's date." and then he does this with his face
ever since i was a child i knew i wanted to get overinvested in "bad victims" in every form of media and get my heart broken by their endings over and over and over again
so much of sasuke's life (i would even argue the vast majority of his life) is about suffering and being traumatized, then being demonized for the way he suffers and is traumatized. and on top of all that, being used. he has suffered more than jesus christ
sakura triggering everyone's trauma and reminding people of dead loved ones by existing is actually really funny for me and absolutely misrable for her like imagine getting into the pettiest fight with your childhood best friend and only friend really because you want to be seen as your own person instead of being in her shadow and everyone you ever meet is going omg you're just like rin isn't she so like rin obito omg you're just like my mum you're just like my dead uncle you're just like kushina you're just like tsunade why is she everyone rn
thinking about sasusaku sometimes genuinely makes me feel crazy like no shounen romance will ever compare to the set up of how a feudal state severely traumatized a six year old boy to the point he eventually decided the only way to forgo the pain of his loved ones’ death was to kill them himself and to fight them if he needed to but this one person in his life choosing only to ask him to let her help him and never wanting to further encourage the violence that already haunted him and him thereby constantly drawing parallels between her and his own parents bc he couldn’t understand how someone could stand somber in the face of violence simply out of love that he didn’t think he deserved and yet she loved him anyway and after the war was finally over and he finally relented to his best friend the shame of how he’d always pushed her away despite her best intentions overcame him and there was an acknowledgement that they were now in a place to actually pursue something real where trauma and war had fraught their path before for years like it’s SO good i really do not think people appreciate enough the underlying theme of people deserving to love and to be loved even in spite of war and that love is something worth holding onto hope for bc the war will one day be over and you will be able to embrace love with open arms. throwing myself off of a cliff they make me want to die
the problem with sasusaku is that sakura has no reason whatsoever to love sasuke and retain such feelings for so long, i think kishimoto wrote himself into a corner with her initial characterization and arc that he stuck with for too long
i'm going to have to respectfully disagree lol. i feel like one practice that has become really prevalent within naruto fandom over the years esp the further and further we move away from when part one was originally published or aired on television is this willful memory loss of how the relationships were actually built between team seven when they were a team. the entire point of sakura's part one arc is that she starts out with a very superficial worldview and interests that are gradually fleshed out and weighted per her and the rest of the team's traumatic experiences. sakura's school girl crush on sasuke at the start of part one isn't comparable to the very real care she has for him by the end of part one because he's a teammate she's genuinely come to know and feel protective over. the entire chuunin arc progression is particularly emblematic of that bc she understands even before naruto does the kind of strain sasuke is undergoing due to orochimaru's bite and the harm he risks to himself by giving into its whims. worry over the effects of the bite are a consistent concern for her thereafter esp once he does decide to defect. so i'm not sure what you mean when you say she has no reason whatsoever to retain her feelings for him for so long. by that logic neither does naruto. it doesn't "logically" make sense for either of them to continue caring so much for someone they barely knew for a year and a half and who proceeded to reject them by any violent means possible once he realized he would be powerless to protect them and killing them himself was a better alternative. ultimately they still care about him. they know he's suffering enormous trauma. and that aside he's their teammate and they love him and there doesn't have to be some grand justification for why they continue to keep loving him. that's kind of the whole point. they survive the trauma of their world bc they commit to love. we were alone and starved of love. kids that lived in a world full of hate. it's literally in the thesis statement
