Since I try often to share donation posts, resources, and information about Palestine, I want to make it known that it's okay to tag me in those posts. Since some might worry I will block or ignore them thinking it is spam.
Also I share donation posts everyday. It is shared throughout the day so people in different timezones are more likely to see it. I also think people will stop and look at smaller amount of posts instead of when there are many at once.
🍉I hope love, safety, and good health finds you. 🍉
Thank God, the doctor told us my mother’s condition is slowly improving. But while her recovery brings me hope, I am terrified of what comes next. Every single dollar we raised went directly to her life-saving treatments, leaving us with absolutely nothing to buy a new tent after ours was buried under the rubble.
For the past three days, my little brother and I have been entirely on our own—dragging this heavily loaded cart with everything we own through the heat, desperately looking for anywhere we can live. My body is in severe pain, and without any painkillers, every step feels unbearable. Look at us: we are completely exhausted, helpless, and running out of strength.
Please, my dear friends, I beg you not to scroll past or ignore our cries. We urgently need your help to buy a new shelter before we collapse. Please, check our campaign and talk to us—we desperately need a lifeline right now. 😭😭💔
Hi, my name is Max and I am raising funds for Mahmoud and his family who are living in Gaza. Please read his story below:
Hello, my name is Mona. I am from the Gaza Strip, specifically from Khan Younis in the south. I am 33 years old and worked as a mathematics
Hello friends,
My name is Mona, a 33-year-old former mathematics teacher from Khan Younis, Gaza.
The war has taken almost everything from me. I lost my home, my job, and my father, who passed away after being unable to receive the treatment he needed. My family and I have been displaced more than 17 times, searching for safety but finding very little relief.
Today, I am responsible for caring for my mother and my two younger brothers. I have tried my best to find a way to support them, but the situation remains incredibly difficult.
I am asking for your support during this painful time. Any donation, no matter how small, can help us afford food, basic necessities, and daily essentials. If you are unable to donate, sharing my story would mean so much to me.
Thank you for reading and for standing with my family. 🤍
Please help my friend Mahmoud if you can. His family continues to live through ordeals one after another. In the past couple of years, he has been struck with shrapnel twice, once in his back and once in his brain, his wife had to undergo cancer treatment for stage 4 cancer on her own, they gave birth to a baby but weren't able to feed him and he starved for days if not weeks, a wall collapsed on their tent and they were stuck under the rubble for 15 minutes before being rescued, and just 2 months ago, their 5 year old son passed away and now they have to pay off the debt they took on to pay for funeral expenses. Please help my friend Mahmoud @mahmoud0qassas
Go to paypal.me/RaniahAlhammad and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries.
Update since the last time. Mahmoud has nearly run out of formula for his baby, and his children are all suffering from rashes due to lack of access to clean water.
His kids are very hungry.
Please help him.
Go to paypal.me/RaniahAlhammad and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries.
hi everyone, its puppet! you may know it from getting terminated constantly and having to remake its dono posts a lot. sadly it has to aaagain.
so, puppets a homeless and disabled trans woman, and it cant work, has been couch crashing, and has been living purely off donations from tumblr as they keep terminating it. and now on top of that, it is living with its girlfriend, @phantomqueen10001001! while this has been great for both of us,, puppet already only has enough money for food for the next 1-2 weeks, and we both really need to eat. and so we would really appreciate if anyone could help!
puppet has a paypal here, and cassie has one here.
also, in august we are going to lose our current crash spot, and we need to look for another, but we're very disconnected in the city.. if anyone here knows anyone in seattle who needs a roommate or who could give us a place to stay for a while,,
we'd really really appreciate any help.
puppet loves you!! please reblog if you can to help us out, we could really really use it. ♡
Please everyone it would mean the world to me if you helped these two. They are the loves of my life and I care about them more than practically anything in the world. They are some of the sweetest and most loving girls I have ever known
If it helps inventivise girls who can to help provide housing, I can even provide some money as rent if needed
Please, help my girlfriends survive okay? We love you
Tumblr just nuked both of their blogs agian. This is a plain attempt to kill to homeless transfems who barely have a couch to stay on. Once again if anybody in Seattle needs some roomates or at least has a place to stay off the streets for a bit, or if you know someone like that, let us know.
Hey it's Rain again, they have since nuked me and Both of my girlfriends here. Still looking for a place to stay once they get kicked out of their current place in August, and still looking for donations to, yknow. Keep my girls alive. Please help if you can <3
3rd blog since this post started, and my girlfriends have both been termed even more than that. They are still about to be fully homeless on the street in less than a month. Please, if you live in Seattle or know someone who does, and have some a couch that they can crash on, please help. They are sweet and can help out with cleaning. Otherwise, if you can donate something it would help out a lot to at least keep them fed and resupplying medications
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 she’s 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 doesn’t shield us from the cold or rain. Every day is a new battle for survival. I write these words while holding my children’s 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 Akram’s 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-Ma… Thistle Path needs your support for Help Fatima's family in
The doctors told me that if nothing changes within the next twelve hours, baby Qais will die. His blood has become critically weak, and every passing minute feels heavier than the last.
They explained that he remains dependent on life-support machines, and I was told they cannot keep his treatment going indefinitely because I can no longer cover the overwhelming medical costs. I stood there unable to speak, feeling as though the ground had disappeared beneath me.
I am begging you as a persecuted mother in Gaza, watching my baby bleed in front of me, unable to stop it. Please donate now and help me save his life before it’s too late.
Donations have completely stopped, and today the hospital administration warned they may expel us because I cannot afford my baby Qais’s treatment anymore. Please, I beg you through my tears, donate now before my child is abandoned without care.
I will never forget those who donated, shared Qais’s story, and tried saving my child, but unfortunately I still cannot afford enough medicine or clean bandages. Please, donate now before his condition becomes even worse.
My mother didn't have a choice in being a refugee, she was the daughter of a genocide survivor, and frankly she was a genocide survivor herself. She moved her entire family to the imperial core. I can both be a genocide survivor, a victim of the Western empire, and also be a beneficiary of it by becoming a citizen of the Western empire, with a Western passport, a Western citizenship, access to the resources only available through Western plunder of the Third World which includes both of my home countries. My income is funding the bombing of my friend's little brother's school. My income is funding the genocides of Palestine and Lebanon that is killing many of my friends and their loved ones in Ghazzah. And on my own I can't fucking stop this slaughter. This isn't a privilege I would ever fucking deny but the fact that I see this stupid fucking discourse on the daily is driving me fucking insane. You can claim to be 'anti-imperialist' all you want but denying these basic fucking facts makes you an imperialist. Stop making your cognitive dissonance the problem of the Third World and be better than this. There is no free Palestine if this continues, if you all continue to deny the part everyone in the imperial core plays in benefitting from genocide and plunders the world over.
I am both a victim of imperialism and one of its beneficiaries by virtue of being embedded in the imperial core, REGARDLESS of the fact my rights are far lower than the most privileged subclass of the imperial core. It is clear however that a lot of you have yet to understand this is possible and to understand your own position as an individual within global material relations.
The reality is my friends are being bombed with the full force of the Western imperial arsenal EVERY SINGLE DAY and I'm not. That is a privilege I wouldn't have if I wasn't in the imperial core.
If being in the imperial core wasn't such a massive improvement in living conditions we wouldn't be dying by the millions every year in our countries and we certainly wouldn't be dying by the millions just to work under the table for less than minimum wage to serve you when we make it to the imperial core.
In a place where children no longer know what safety feels like, a mother is trying to keep her children alive despite everything 💔
I don’t know how I am still holding on...
My name is Najah, and I am a mother of six children, including newborn twins 👶👶 who need urgent care every single moment.
We are living through extremely difficult days filled with fear, hunger, and the lack of basic necessities 🥺🍞
Sometimes my children go to sleep without enough food, and I stand helpless before their tears because I cannot provide milk, diapers, or medicine for them.
My newborn twins are still so fragile, and their tiny bodies need constant nutrition and care 🍼💔
But our situation has become far beyond my ability to handle, while my other children face hunger, cold, and fear every day.
For many days, we have not received any donations or help, and our situation keeps getting worse with every passing hour.
I try to stay strong for my children, but my heart breaks every night when I see them suffering and I have nothing to protect them with.
Every second now is precious ⏳
Every act of kindness could be the reason my children survive 🙏
I am not asking for the impossible — only for a chance for my children to live safely, stay together, and have hope for another tomorrow.
Please, from the bottom of my heart, do not ignore our suffering 💔
Any small donation could help me buy milk, diapers, food, and medicine for my children.
I am Najah, living with my twin children in a tent. As the tanks approached the area where we are staying, my fear was no longer for myself, but for my two little children who need safety more than anything else. All I hope for is that this danger passes peacefully and that I can protect them from being displaced once again.
Please donate $25, $50, $100, or any amount you can give 🤲
Every contribution, no matter how small, can make a real difference in my children’s lives.
And if you cannot donate, please share our story everywhere you can 📢
Your compassion may reach someone who can save my children before it is too late.
I beg you — stop here, donate, share, and choose kindness before this silence becomes another tragedy for my family.
Thank you to everyone who listened to our pain 🌸
Your kindness today could give my children another chance at life and safety.
Donation link
From the heart of Gaza, we reach out to you with deep pain and a plea for help… amelia romain needs your support for Help Wedad's family in
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 💔😭. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from it😭. 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 💔. 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 🙏. 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 😔.
I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family 🥺🙏.
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 amount—it will have a big impact on us 🥺. May God bless you, my friend 🥰❤️.
My name is Mahmoud. I live in Gaza with my family, and we are going through a very difficult financial situation. I tried to create a donation link for my family, but I couldn't find someone to help organize and manage the campaign 🥺💔So my friend Ahmed decided to support me by sharing his own family’s donation link, and we agreed to split the donations between our two families.
Right now, we have almost no food, and the cost of living has become unbearable due to the siege, soaring prices, and the closure of all crossings.Everything has doubled in price in an unimaginable way 🥲🥺
We might be forced to flee to southern Gaza after the announcement of a full invasion of Gaza City 💔
The bombing and destruction never stop — not for a single moment. There is no longer any real life in Gaza. We are just struggling to survive, trying to secure the bare minimum: water and food.
Winter is coming, and we have no winter clothing after our home was destroyed and we were displaced multiple times 😭🥲Please, we urgently need financial help to buy food and store some in case the situation worsens.
This is our donation link.
Please remember: donations are shared between two families. So, for the sake of God, help us, my friend. Save our children, my younger siblings, my parents, and even my older siblings — we are all homeless and hungry 🥺🥲💔
My Story: From the Hell of War to the Search for Safety My name is Ahmed, a 20-year-old young man from Gaza. Since the war began, my life ha
an important thing to remember about colonialism is that places that were colonized were not perfect utopia but often full of their own horrors and abuses
the other important thing to remember about colonialism that the above does not justify colonialism
Peace be upon you. I'm Amer from Gaza. I usually share my stories with you, but this time I experienced a horrific and painful incident. 😔😔😔 It happened yesterday, Friday. I live next to my tent, and next to it is a long wall, a concrete wall about six meters high. The wall collapsed on top of us, and my tent collapsed too. I was injured, and rubble fell on my head and body. The Civil Defense rescued me from under the rubble and debris. I was alone inside the tent; my children and wife were visiting relatives. Now I'm pleading with you, pleading with you, to help me with a donation so I can buy a new tent and get my kitchen utensils back. Everything is completely destroyed. Please help me find shelter. I will share photos and videos of what happened to me yesterday, Friday. Please donate. 😔🙏💔😔🙏💔😔 @g The number on the list has been verified and it is (number 710)✅️
Hello, my name is Amer Ahmed. I am 33 years old. My family and I live in Gaza. Our life was perfect before the war, but fate decreed that wa
can we get literally like 50 bucks so we dont have to doordash anymore today both me and my wife feel legitimately sick right now and weve been out for 3 hours already and only made 50 ourselves. please. ill turn rbs off + delete this if/when we get it
