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Hi this blog is a bit of a mess right now and I'm working on getting a blog specificaly for reblogs and once that happens this will be primarily an art blog with the occasional headcannon or fic, thank you for reading.
More than 200,000 people are trapped in the northern Gaza Strip and are facing a real famine and mass extermination. Also, more than a million and a half people are facing the same famine in the southern Gaza Strip.Speak up for them, your voice can make a difference in this unjust world.
Also save my families within these families
Save my families who are suffering from famine here 👈👈
etymology reveals a fascinating glimpse into the way the human mind works. "Australia" is just latin for southern. "Asia" is probably assyrian for east. "Norway" oh you mean those fuckers up north? for millennia humanity has been naming places the equivalent of: *gestures* yeah thataway
for Canada it was just some fuck ass colonizer dude who asked a bunch of indigenous people "what's this place called" and when they responded with "village" assumed that was the name of the country
The Odyssey but retold as a low-stakes modern adventure of one guy out with his girlfriend leaving the bar with his buddies to do just one (1) simple thing real quick, it'll take like 15 minutes tops, he'll be right back, but then some bullshit happens and the trip keeps getting more complicated as more bullshit keeps happening while he just tries to get back to the bar because he promised his girlfriend that he'd get back and he knows that she's still there because she told him she'd wait there.
And by the time he finally gets back it's almost 3 am and the bar is about to close while she's sitting there stone cold sober, surrounded by 5 drunk guys unsuccessfully trying to convince her to give up on waiting for him and go home with one of them instead. And the guy shows up to proceed to beat the shit out of them before explaining himself to her like hey sorry bullshit kept happening, my phone fell into a storm drain and my wallet got stolen when I was trying to find someone who'd borrow me a phone so I could call and
His girlfriend had been fending off the 5 drunk guys for most of the evening by explaining that even if she was going to ditch her boyfriend, she can't possibly leave without finishing her beer, which she is keeping perpetually full via careful sleight of hand where she's just pouring it back and forth into and out of the pitcher.
However the drunk guys are also drinking, and eventually she can't afford to buy another pitcher for the table so she can't keep up the ever-full beer glass trick. At this point she has to resort to setting up the pool trick shot that she's never seen anyone but her boyfriend pull off, and says she'll leave with whoever manages the shot first.
That buys her another hour or so and then, finally, her boyfriend makes it back. He looks like shit, hair down and just a mess, he's wearing an entirely different jacket that he got from an alley, and barely recognizable—especially to 5 guys who've been drunk for hours now. He lurks for a minute, finds out what's going on, and proceeds to pull off the trick shot first try. Throws the jacket off, fixes his hair with a hair tie his girlfriend lends him, finally looks like himself again, and THEN beats the shit out of them with the pool cue.
Listen to the pain ring, she wants to deliver a message to you because she has hope that you will help her and my family, just like the people did. You say the meaning. We hope you hear what you have to say and don't forget it. Even a little money changes her psychology.
Thank you very much for helping my family😭💔🇵🇸
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Hello guys today I feel hopeless and frustrated my orphan girl is sick and suffering from viral infection in her stomach and she has Entamoeba histolytica worm infection due to water and food pollution and lack of vitamins she has weak immunity due to the lack of suitable food for her
so please help us any small donation may make a difference in our lives and save us from danger
Hello, I am Alaa from Gaza, 27 years old, and a mother of a baby.
I was living a happy… Alaa Mahmoud needs your support for Save my daug
Hello my friends, I am Alaa from Gaza, I am in dire need of your help. Godundme has deleted my campaign, so I am in dire need of your help and support again for my new campaign to provide the minimum needs for my daughter.
Please do not ignore and donate and support. My daughter is an orphan and needs your help.
Hello and thank you for visiting our page. My name is Kristina and I am helping raise funds for Alaa, a single mother in Gaza trying to surv
Hello, I'm Ahmed Walid from Gaza. I write to you today with a he… Ahmed Walid needs your support for Restore hope to the children of the Ah
My wife @hadeel-ahmed7
Hello everyone, Thank you for reading my story. I'm Ahmed Sadeq, I'm 30 years old, a Palestinian from Gaza.
Before the war, our life was full of happiness, where l worked for on online news newspaper.
I was preparing for my wedding to partner Hadeel which was going to take place in December 2023, I was also preparing our house for us to live in
Afrer the start of the war on Gaza, I lost my job due to constant internet outage.
Unfortunately, I lost the house in which I intended to live with my wife, Hadeel.
I had ro get married without a wedding and lived in modest tent.
We were able to leave Gaza to Egypt, with my wife and elderly parents who suffer from" chronic diseases ", by paying the evacuation cost of $5,000 per person.
Now we all live in one house in a modest neighborhood called Arbaeen in Cairo
How Funds Will Be Used:
Basic Necessities:
your generous donation will go toward help us to pay the house rent and meet our basic needs of food, drink, and clothing, in addition to medicine for my elderly parents in Egypt.
None of us have permanent residency in Egypt and therefore we can't work.
Evacuation fees:
The rest of my family members are in tents in the Al_Mawasi area inside Gaza, and you help them meet their basic needs of food, clothing, and drink.
They live in difficult conditions and are surrounded by insects and snakes.
Reconstruction:
My demolished home and my family's home in Gaza.
Your donation, no matter how small, can make a big difference in helping us, our family, and rebuilding our future. Every contribution will go directly to providing us with the support and resources we need
Ignoring me means you agree to kill me, my child and my family, I am Hadeel from Gaza 🍉 My husband was killed and I became a widow in this war and my child is an orphan, my mother and I are now homeless, we have been displaced more than 14 times, my child needs milk and diapers every day and I cannot provide them, we are 13 people who need water and food, understand the suffering we are going through and give us 💰 Please talk about my story and write about it to help us survive
Hi, I'm Caroline and I'm trying to help raise funds for my friend Hadeel and her family in Gaza.
Please, after my first campaign was stolen, this campaign I created a short time ago was documented, but it was never published. Please respond to me and help me spread the word. Please donate to us even if it is five dollars, do not ignore us I beg you
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.
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