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@kanekikens
forever grateful i was simply too lazy to let the makeup industrial complex get its hooks in me. I was just like im not doing all of that. in fact. im doing none of that
yeah I have political reasons for it now but my original and still most powerful reason is "I am not getting out of this bed one single second before I have to"
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I am now on my fifth day without food… surviving only on water Not because I’m fasting by choice . I do this to save whatever little food I can for my family.
The food we have left wouldn’t last a day if we all ate. So I stay hungry. I drink water to quiet the pain, to stay standing, to keep going. Every bite I don’t eat means one more bite for my kids.
My body is getting weaker, but a parent’s love is stronger than hunger.
The famine is real. The suffering is deep.
Please don’t look away.
@dawoudi and I speak almost every day. Every day I ask him how he's doing and hope he can tell me he's been able to eat something. He tells me not to worry, but I can't help it, because my heart is breaking.
Please help him by donating to his family's fundraiser, so that they can buy food when it arrives on the market. Thank you. ❤️
New update 27th of July 2025 (This is what famine looks like. We are st… ENASE ZAGOOT needs your support for Support DrDarine and Her Fami
It is #15 on the gazavetters list, and was also shared by @nabulsi here and here.
My father was at the market, as he always is, searching for anything that might ease our hunger. Under the relentless sun and on his seventh day without food, surviving only on water he collapsed from sheer exhaustion.
Thank God, he’s home now, beside me. But he’s terribly weak, as if his body can no longer carry the weight of life. I begged him to eat. I pleaded, just so he could stay with us a little longer. He hasn’t had chicken, or meat, or even fruit. God knows we don’t have those.
He finally took a few bites of dry bread. But watching him struggle to swallow, my throat tightened. The lump wasn’t just in his throat it was in my heart. Scraps of stale bread… which I begged him to eat, just so his heartbeat wouldn’t leave this home.
And in that moment, I understood.
I understood why he wasn’t eating.
Because sometimes, hunger "cruel as it is" is easier to bear than eating when your dignity is shattered. When you’re trapped, abandoned, and the world is watching in silence.
We at the @gazavetters team extend our heartfelt wishes for a swift recovery and complete safety to our brother AboAhmed @dawoudi and his honorable family.
We are all going through extremely difficult circumstances, and we pray that this hardship will soon pass, and that peace and security will prevail for everyone.
This is a historic event in every painful sense of the word a brutal war, massive destruction, and a famine devouring lives. Every moment of delay could mean the loss of another life.
What more can be said?
Stop the genocide. Lift the siege. Feed the hungry. Shelter the unhoused. Heal the hurt and ill.
End the occupation.
Free Palestine.
I’m deeply thankful to be back home, surrounded by my children. Though my body is tired and frail, my heart still beats with strength, and my will remains unshaken.
These past days have been harsh, but it is dignity and patience that have truly kept me going. Hardship has not broken me and by God’s grace, it never will.
As long as there is breath in me "in all of us" we will stand tall, endure with courage, and keep praying for relief, not only for ourselves but for all who suffer.
You scared me. I'm glad you're ok. I know you're strong and you will keep going, but I still worry.
This cannot go on. This needs to end, so the people in Gaza can have peace, food, water, housing, and their health and dignity back.
Pressure your governments, share fundraisers, donate when you can.
Please.
What we’re enduring isn’t just hunger. It’s a daily assault on dignity. A test of patience.
Your words truly touched me, reaching a place in my heart that only sincerity and love can reach.
Vetted! #15 on @/gazavetters vetted gfm list, promoted by @/gazavetters here, promoted by nabulsi (x, x, x, x).
In what world is it normal for a person to have to go for 7 days without food? Please, please, please support them in this incredibly difficult time!
You can get a postcard after you donate!
They need your support… Please reblog and donate. Every action counts.
Our family has been displaced once more from Gaza City, surrounded by hunger and devastation.
Your support donations is not just help it is our survival, our breath of life.
After repeated displacement and relentless bombardment, this family’s existence hangs by a thread. They appeal to your conscience. Your support and donations are their only chance to hold on and survive. Please help them in any way you can 🙏
Verified by our team, they are #15 on our vetted list.
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From Under the Rubble... I Write My Story 🌿
I never thought I would write these words… 😔
I never imagined waking up to endless screams,
Running barefoot through smoke and fire,
Searching for my mother among the rubble,
Only to find nothing but silence… a heavy silence telling me that no one will answer me anymore. 💔
In one moment, everything changed.
Our home became a memory, my mother’s embrace became the past,
And my father's face, now absent, is the last thing I hold in my memory.
They’re gone… and left my heart burdened with unspoken grief. 😢
But despite everything, we are still here… trying.
I survived with my younger siblings.
Yes, we survived… but who are we after survival?
Children without warmth, without a roof, with no place to return to.
We were displaced to an unknown place, carrying a bag empty of everything… except pain. 🥀
We slept in the open, waking every morning to a life that holds nothing for us,
But despite everything… we keep trying. 💪
I write to you today not to cry, but to ask for hope. 🌱
I ask you to be a small light in this vast darkness,
To extend a hand that can mend what the war has broken in us.
Your donation will give my siblings a chance to sleep safely,
It will provide us with food, shelter, and maybe even a new beginning. 💖
My name is Naser AbuThaher. I’m 18 years old, and I live in Gaza.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #586 )✅️
Any amount, no matter how small, is big for us
It’s a prayer, it’s love, it’s life. 🌟
In conclusion...
From my heart, and from the hearts of my little siblings,
Thank you to everyone who has donated,
Thank you to everyone who has read,
Thank you to everyone who has shared.
You are the proof that goodness does not die, and that humanity has no boundaries. 💚
🕊 Nadin’s Hope: A Mother, A Memory, A Future
Hello, my name is Nadin. I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate, a wife—and now, a mother.
I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small studio, of creating art that told stories. I used to think about colors and fonts and the future.
Then, the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.
On October 22, 2023, I learned I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home, killing 25 members—his mother, siblings, nieces and nephews—entire branches of our family in seconds.
We were displaced twice. Everything was gone—home, safety, routine, rest.
A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib, no celebration—not even stillness. But she arrived, quietly and beautifully. In her eyes I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.
Now, our days are shaped by decisions that could dismantle the future we are trying to build together.
Today, Israel’s government is discussing plans for a full military occupation of the Gaza Strip, including Gaza City and southern regions. The stated aim: to eliminate Hamas and later hand governing control to allied Arab forces—not Israel—but with no clear path to peace or normalcy.
The humanitarian fallout is devastating. More than 61,000 Palestinians have died in this war; hunger and malnutrition are rising sharply. Hospitals in north Gaza have shut down, and 193 people have now died of starvation, nearly half of them children.
Aid remains blocked, water is scarce, and many risk dying of hunger or disease long before future promises arrive.
We Don’t Know What Comes Next There’s no clear path forward—only uncertainty for our daughter’s life and our ability to survive another day.
My name is Nadin, and I’m a mother from Gaza.
How You Can Help I’m asking for support—not for comfort, but for survival:
Help us meet basic needs so we can breathe, heal, and preserve a world for our daughter.
Support us as I try to stand again on my own feet—even a glimmer of stability matters.
If you’ve read this far, thank you. If you can give—thank you. If you can’t—just sharing this post is a lifeline I will never forget.
You may have heard about what’s happening in Gaza right now. The occupation is bombing towers and homes endlessly, forcing families to flee. The sound of explosions never stops, and fear surrounds us everywhere. There is no safe place left, and we don’t know where to turn. We are told to move south, but the cost of displacement is far beyond what we can afford. All I want is to protect my family, but I don’t have the means. Please, try to feel what we are living through — this reality is harsher than you can imagine.
Your donation could be the reason my family survives and finds safety. Please don’t turn away; we truly need your support.
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Please share and donate. Every donation can make a difference, no matter how small.
DON’T SKIP, PLEASE I BEG YOU.
Please, I beg you — if you're reading this, don’t look away. Every second matters.
My little boy, Qais, is starving in Gaza, his fragile body fading with every passing day. The famine has stolen his childhood and is threatening to take his life. Your donation today can mean the difference between Qais surviving or slipping away forever. No child should die of hunger, and you have the power to save him.
The famine in Gaza is man-made, a tragedy that is killing children one by one:
1. The blockade has cut off food, clean water, and medicine, leaving families with nothing to survive on.
2. The obstruction of humanitarian aid prevents life-saving supplies from reaching starving children like Qais.
3. The destruction of farmland and markets has erased every local source of food, making hunger inescapable and deadly.
Every one of these reasons pushes children closer to death, and my son Qais is among them.
I am a mother begging the world to hear me before it’s too late. Qais is slipping through my hands, his small body weakened by hunger, his eyes dim with pain. Please, I plead with you — don’t let my baby die in silence. Donate whatever you can and help me keep Qais alive. Your kindness could save him from famine’s cruel grip.
PLEASE DONATE HERE
If Qais was your only child, would you leave him to face his fate alone?
DONATE HERE PLEASE
DON'T SKIP, I BEG YOU ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child😔😭
He's gone, but his memory remains
With deep sorrow, we say goodbye to little Abdullah Abu Zorqa (5 years old), the child whose heartbreaking cry “I’m hungry” shook the world. He passed away today in a hospital in Adana – Turkey, after his fragile body gave in to illness and hunger, deprived of medicine and proper treatment in Gaza.
Abdullah is gone, but hundreds of children in Gaza are still facing the same fate — slowly fading away without food, without medicine, without hope. Just imagine watching your own children die of hunger before your eyes… how would you feel?
Do not let the children of Gaza face death alone. Donate now , your help could be the lifeline that saves an innocent soul. We are dying… but you can help keep us alive.
Vetted. (#658)
Last night was terrifying beyond words.
The explosions were so loud, it felt like our ears would burst.
The ground shook violently.
Our hearts were pounding like they would explode from our chests.
They bombed a UN-run health clinic right next to us.
There were displaced families inside, and dozens of tents around it.
People were given just 20 minutes to evacuate and run for their lives.
It was a nightmare. Most left behind the few belongings they had and fled in panic.
Death was breathing just steps away.
Even places that are supposed to be safe are being destroyed.
The war is intensifying, and so is the hunger.
We’re not just hungry, we’re starving.
What you hear in the media about aid reaching Gaza is a cruel illusion.
Trying to reach even a loaf of bread can cost your life.
Prices are beyond reason, and there’s barely anything left to buy.
Gaza is being slowly strangled.
Please, if there’s still room in your heart,donate to help my family survive this nightmare. 🙏💔🇵🇸
Dear Esteemed Donors, My name is Ahmad , and I am a 14-year-old resident of Khan Yo… Ahmad W needs your support for Help Gaza Families Secu
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(#167 on the verified fundraiser list by el-shab-hussein and nabulsi)
I am Dr. Darine, writing to you from the “Gaza concentration camp” sealed tight since the war began in 2023, a place that has swallowed our dreams and dignity, where days crawl under constant bombardment.
Even captivity was not enough for them they destroyed our home, the sanctuary that held my family, shared in our joys, and echoed with our laughter for decades. I am thankful that we were not inside and that my family survived, yet the pain of losing the place that held our lives and memories is unbearable.
And now, hunger tightens its grip. We are not numbers. We are human lives, struggling to endure war, displacement, and famine. Please share our story and help us survive. Every voice, every act of generosity, makes a difference. 🙏
New update 27th of July 2025 (This is what famine looks like. We are st… ENASE ZAGOOT needs your support for Support DrDarine and Her Fami
Your words are powerful, Dr. Darine They carry the weight of truth and the pain of injustice, and they must be heard.
We stand with you in sharing your story so the world can not look away.
May your voice reach hearts across the globe and spark the compassion and action you deserve. You are not forgotten.
✅️Vetted by our team, and number verified on the list is ( #15 )✅️
Please continue to reblog and donate.
We are lives, not files, hunger, and war ravage us daily. 🙏
Please, do not leave us alone… extend your hand to help, spread our voice, and support us before it is too late. Please continue to reblog and donate🙏.
Your message is deeply moving, Dr. Darine. It reflects the strength of your spirit even in the face of captivity, destruction, and hunger.
We will share your story so others may feel your pain and stand with you. You and your family deserve safety, dignity, and peace, never silence or neglect.
Please to everyone reading this.. keep sharing our story and opening your hearts with donations.
Every reblog spreads our cry for help, and every donation is a lifeline keeping us alive in the darkness.
