Kel / Freak - call me anything, just don’t call me late to dinner. Early twenties. I make decent art, terrible memes, and a massive mess of everything else.
I’m reblogging posts, but the last time I got inbox messages I got harassed by people every hour of the day and got shamed for not responding immediately, so we’re keeping it to shares and reblogs for the time being.
I have limits to what I can endure and I’m not a wealthy person. Between the stress of Christmas, infections, family issues, pain, coping with deafness, and losing my dog, I am at my limit.
I am not the nexus of human suffering. But I have reached a limit with what I can endure.
just in case this spreads: i literally mean “not sane” here. I’m not joking about how goofy i am. I mean i have behaviors and symptoms and histories that most people don’t- and ones that have been considered insane. Will you still love me when i tell you I hear things sometimes? Will you still love me when you know I’ve attempted suicide multiple times? Will you still love me when I obsess over things and break down often and can’t promise you i can always be happy?
just in case this spreads: i literally mean “not sane” here. I’m not joking about how goofy i am. I mean i have behaviors and symptoms and histories that most people don’t- and ones that have been considered insane. Will you still love me when i tell you I hear things sometimes? Will you still love me when you know I’ve attempted suicide multiple times? Will you still love me when I obsess over things and break down often and can’t promise you i can always be happy?
Okay here's my obligatory post about Tumblr users and their ignorance of rap, as a (white) fan of rap:
Saying "Not all rap music is about violence, here are alternatives" is not helpful, because the violent music ALSO has meaning.
When Biggie Smalls postures about his gang connections and packing heat, he isn't doing it because wow violence is so edgy, it's a powerful statement. Youth in urban areas where gang activity is heavy are often treated as lesser than by default, especially compared to black people the same age from a wealthy background. There's a reason that the "wholesome and respectable" black-lead entertainment of that era was stuff like the Cosby Show, with doctor-lawyer parents, or Family Matters, with a cop dad. There's a reason why the big joke of Fresh Prince is someone with a more unstable upbringing moving in with one of these model black sitcom families.
Standing up and saying yeah, I came from the mean streets, I was molded by this violence and yes, I did what I had to do to survive in a world that refuses to acknowledge my existence as meaningful or worthy of protection. I protected myself, I made my own way, and fuck anybody who tries to stand in the way of that.
Refusing to demonize that environment and wearing it like armor in a way that protects from the authority that wants you to see them as sub humans incapable of only violence and hatred, and saying HEY. I'm here, I lived this, and there is love and there is pain and there is ART in this.
That is powerful. That is the essence of gangster rap.
It isn't about hurting people for fun, it's about holding a mirror up to a society that does the hurting and then calls you a monster for what it's made you. Its about validating the experiences of the disenfranchised and biting back at authority. It's about turning a pain that the world say you deserve being one of those people from those places into POETRY. Into ART.
And thats why it matters.
And thats why you need to shut the yell up and stop dismissing it as violence without substance when you all sat on your ass listening to songs about Hatsune Miku eating people in middle school.
💔 We are tired of the hospital bed… and Farah is tired of the pain.😭
My daughter urgently needs $300 to complete the essential medical tests and examinations she needs for her treatment.
🙏🏻 Please, don’t wait… help Farah today.😭 I am her mother, and there is nothing in this world I wish for more than to be able to take away her pain. 💔 I hope that one day, Farah will look back at these hospital photos and remember them as days she overcame and survived.🙏🏻
Even the smallest donation can make a huge difference in her life. If you can’t donate, please share her story so it can reach someone who can help.
Help us give Farah a chance to receive the care she desperately needs… All we want is to see her well again. 💔🙏🏻🤍🩷🇵🇸
Note: if you would prefer to pay via paypal, you can do so here.
Farah has a chronic kidney problem and her daily medication hasn't been available for months. That's why she has now ended up at the hospital. This is much more costly than if Farah's mother could just buy the medication, but is nowhere to be found.
🥹 You have the power to make a real difference in her life. Please, have mercy on her and look upon her with compassion and humanity; she is an innocent child, a victim of a chronic illness, and she needs your kindness and support.🙏🏻💔
Please, no donations yet. Hurry for this child who is suffering from illness. Remember that I have asked you repeatedly. Every dialysis session brings tears to my eyes and my heart aches. 😭💔
⚠️💔Delaying your donation could mean losing a life. Please donate now😭 Only $250 remains to cover the cost of crucial medical tests needed to determine the appropriate treatment during this critical stage of kidney disease.🙏🏻⏳😭
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 a mother from Gaza, and today I'm sharing a piece of my heart with you. 🇵🇸🤍
Before the war, my husband and I dreamed of giving our daughters a peaceful childhood full of love, safety, and happiness. 🏡🌸👨👩👧👧💖
But everything changed. 💔💥 Our home was destroyed, and we lost almost everything we had. 🏚️😢 Now, every day is a struggle to provide even the basic necessities for our family. 🍞💧🕊️
I have two beautiful daughters, Retaj and Rivan. 👧💕👧 They are my whole world. 🌍❤️
My oldest daughter, Retaj, deserves to grow up in peace, to go to school, to laugh, and to dream about a bright future. 🎒📚🌈✨
My youngest daughter, Rivan, needs speech therapy and special support. 🩺🗣️💞 As her mother, it breaks my heart that I cannot always provide the treatment she needs. Every smile from her gives me hope, and every small step she takes means everything to me. 🥹🌷🤍
My husband works hard and never gives up, but the situation in Gaza has made life incredibly difficult for us. 💔🙏
Despite everything, we still believe in kindness. 🌍🤲❤️ We still believe that compassionate people can help bring hope back into our lives. ✨🍀🤍
If you can support our family with any amount, it would mean more than words can express. 💝🙏 Even the smallest donation can make a real difference. 🤍🌸
If you're unable to donate, please consider sharing our story. 📲🔄 Every share gives us hope that someone else might see it and help. 🕊️❤️
Thank you for reading our story. Thank you for standing with Gaza. 🇵🇸🍉🤍 May God bless every kind heart. 🙏✨💖
💔 We lost our home, and with it, our safety, comfort, and every sense of a normal life.
🥹How many times must my little girl be admitted to the intensive care unit before the world gives her a chance at life?
A 16-year-old girl has been admitted to the ICU twice due to kidney disease and needs €660 for urgent tests and treatment. What would your reaction be?
❤️ I would donate if I could.
🔁 I would share her story so it reaches someone who can help.
🙏 I would pray for her recovery
💔 I hope she finds someone to save her.
Sometimes, a life hinges on an amount that might seem small to some, but for our family, it represents the difference between continuing treatment and waiting for the condition to deteriorate
😭My daughter, Farah, has a severe renal tubular disorder that causes dangerously low potassium levels and blood acidity. The condition can lead to extreme weakness, muscle paralysis, cardiac complications, and is considered a form of chronic kidney failure. She has been admitted to the ICU twice after life-threatening cardiac episodes. Medical reports confirm that she urgently needs continuous treatment and close monitoring, but the medications and medical services she depends on are unavailable💔🥹
🆘Today, we urgently need €660 to cover:
🩺 Necessary medical tests and examinations.
📺 An imaging scan required to assess her condition.
💊 Healthcare services and necessary treatment.
Every day of delay increases the risk of her condition worsening, and we cannot bear these costs alone🥹💔
🙏 If you are able to donate, you are giving Farah a chance at treatment. If you cannot, sharing this appeal might reach someone who can help us. Thank you to everyone standing with us and praying for Farah’s recovery🌹
Note: if you would prefer to pay via paypal, you can do so here.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #451 )✅️
Some families measure time in days; we, however, have come to measure it by our ability to secure the next step of our daughter’s treatment. There is nothing harder for any parent than watching their child in pain🙏🏻
🚨👩🏻🦼Happy Disability Pride Month! 🤍✨As we celebrate this special month, I am reaching out to your kind hearts as a mother. My beautiful little girl is a child with special needs—she is my ultimate source of pride and joy, fighting her battles every day with the sweetest smile.To help her get the medical care, therapies, and support she needs to thrive, we are raising funds.🌹🇵🇸🤍👩🏻🦼
I reached out to Wesal today because I hadn't heard from her in a couple of days, which doesn't happen often, and she brought me this alarming news. Farah is back in the hospital:
"Farah had to undergo an urgent procedure and remains in the hospital. Her condition deteriorated—her potassium levels dropped to 2.2—forcing us to keep her in the hospital to receive intravenous potassium."
These are extremely low levels of potassium, putting Farah at risk of cardiac arrest. Intravenous supplementation of potassium must be done slowly - going too fast also endangers one's heart. This means Farah has to stay at the hospital, which, for a child like her, is very distressing. It is distressing for Wesal too.
"I feel like I am the one who will collapse to the ground, dead. I simply don't have the energy left; I am not a superhuman robot—I am a human being with limited stamina. The strain of standing, the constant vigilance and caution, and the need to monitor the IV drip—watching it fall drop by drop because the flow rate cannot be increased without risking adverse effects on the heart—have all taken their toll."
This is the second time that Farah has been admitted to hospital in a very short time. It is very costly, but there is no other option. The potassium supplements that Farah should be receiving have been unavailable for months now. We must keep Farah alive so she can be evacuated by the WHO when the opportunity arises.
Please donate if you are able, and share this post! Farah needs us!
"I'm afraid things will get to the point where I can't even buy a banana or a chicken breast for my daughter, mother, or father. I cry and say, "Oh God, please let the humanitarians continue to support us and donate. I won't even be able to afford filtered water without them.""
Wesal and I are both grateful for every single donation and every single reblog. ❤️
tagging for reach, I'm sorry to bother you once again, but please share and ask your friends to share as well, thank you <3 (let me know if you don't want me to tag you anymore, apologies for any multiple tags)
Art and other rewards being offered for those who have proof of donation (such as a screenshot of receipt, probably with personal information blacked out) to the well-known vetting lists and a few other. I have collected an up-to-date list here. There is also links to other lists: for such as flowerpawarts's spreadsheet, you should make sure they accept the vetting list or are not just funding for a specific family
💬 4 🔁 112 ❤️ 40 · Archival link: Donation incentives for the big two lists and mentions of others · @/gazavetters vetted list
Vetted list
Please share/reblog, and maybe donate if you can. DM @/helponeandall if want to be removed @bed-buggier @airyes @punch-a-bunch
🩷There is a little girl waiting not for a gift... but for a chance at life. 💔From the bottom of my heart, thank you to everyone who donated, shared, or prayed for my daughter. 🤍🫂🇵🇸
🙏🏻I am exhausted from the endless hospital visits. So far, we have only been able to raise $65 toward the cost of the essential medical tests, and we still need $590 to complete them.💔😭
Hello friends, I'm Ayoush Crochet, and I'm also Ayoush trying to help my family.
Please donate
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
✅vetted by @el-shab-hussein✅ click here
✅vetted by gaza-evacuation-fund ✅
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.
I am raising funds for Yesmin, a 27 year old mother from Gaza and a victim of the ongoing genocide. Here are her own words:
Vetted by association I’m ayoosha-stuff friends
Hello friends, I am Yasmin from northern Gaza Strip. I am 27 years old, a mother of two children, Sila and Youssef, and I have been married for more than 7 years.
I was studying Journalism and Media at the University College, and I had both a home and a job. But because of the war, I lost my home, my work, and everything I owned.
My family’s house was also destroyed, and now we have nothing left except a worn-out tent whose torn walls cannot protect us from the heat of summer or the cold of winter.
My husband is injured. He was involved in a traffic accident while trying to get aid, and he is now disabled and unable to work.
My children have suffered from malnutrition due to the lack of food and proper nutrition.
That is why I am only asking for your help and support. I am here trying to save what is left of my children’s lives. They are between life and death.
Please, try to support us and donate whatever you can.
I’m beginning to realise my memory issues are way worse than I thought. I’m finding important conversations in messages from just a couple months ago that I don’t remember.
This has caused problems, a lot of them. Forgetting pronouns, names, faces, or established boundaries. I thought I wasn’t trying hard enough to remember them, but looking at those old messages shows otherwise. So why the hell did I forget. I remember rereading those messages over and over to better remember them. Why the fuck did I forget.
They established the boundary clearly, I remember remembering it, why did it only take a few months for it to completely leave my brain?
I remember shit from years ago, so why can’t I recall something as simple as “don’t do that” when the time comes? Why now? This wasn’t a huge problem a few years ago.
Good news is, I got a book on OCD. While I’m not diagnosed, it should hopefully help with the obsessive thought spirals I find myself slipping into.