THEY’RE BOMBING US AGAIN. PLEASE SPEAK UP.
I am in the hospital. My sister just called me terrified. They are freezing in the tent and the bombing is everywhere.
Donate now before it’s too late. Don’t abandon us.
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THEY’RE BOMBING US AGAIN. PLEASE SPEAK UP.
I am in the hospital. My sister just called me terrified. They are freezing in the tent and the bombing is everywhere.
Donate now before it’s too late. Don’t abandon us.
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i love sibling estrangement as horror. Only one person in the entire world has been through what youve been through and they deny it . Awesome
unfortunately i have free will so im about to make art that is going to appeal to basically 4 people. let us hope those 4 people follow me.
I made some spideydevil emojis 💖.
(please credit if you use them and do not repost to other sites.)
When the female character meets her male love interest and you watch in real time as the writers hollow her out and zombify her with tradwife spores
My favorite thing about this post is how often I have to delete replies saying either that this is universally applicable to anyone in any relationship (it's not) or that this post made them horny (???)
theres some stuff im rather abnormal about
when the character is passively suicidal
when the ship is made up of two or more passively suicidal The characters
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NONSTOP BOMBING IN GAZA. MEDIA SILENCE. FEAR EVERYWHERE.
These should have been joyful Eid days, but my little siblings are terrified.
Please leave a small Eid gift for them… maybe your kindness will help us survive.
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everyone u reblog is safe right? i feel like u reblog a lot of ppl and i just want to make sure ur vetting them all first,,,
Everybody I reblog from is evil and does crimes aplenty
i understand that it's unreasonable to expect a band on world tour to play in every country in the world but i do think they should only be allowed to call it a world tour if they play in every continent. we need to make it embarrassing to say world tour and then not even step foot in africa
how it feels to accept you're fucked forever
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OH MY GOD… my baby Qais’s heart stopped tonight. I ran through darkness carrying him, screaming for help, until doctors said severe anemia from his bleeding nearly killed him again.
Today we ran out of clean bandages and medicine, and I had no money left to replace them. I never imagined I would beg strangers to help me care for my child.
I am begging you with everything I have left—please don’t let this happen again. Donate now, because your donation could be the only thing that keeps my baby alive.
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The doctor told me that due to malnutrition and lack of treatment, my baby Qais has developed severe anemia. I have no money to get what he needs. Please, can you donate now so I can buy his medicine and food?
Unfortunately, Qais has run out of medicine, and I cannot afford more. To everyone who helped before, I beg you again today. Your kindness kept him alive, and he still desperately needs support, please donate now.
Tonight, I counted what I had left for Qais: no medicine, no clean bandages, and almost no hope. Yet I am still here, knocking on strangers’ hearts, begging someone to help my child survive, please donate now.
Every night, I promise myself I will stop begging and somehow find another way. Then morning comes, Qais still needs medicine, and I return with the same broken heart, asking for help again, please donate now.
The cruelest part is not watching Qais suffer. The cruelest part is knowing his pain could be treated if I had enough money. Please, do not let poverty decide my child's fate., donate now.
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OH MY GOD… my baby Qais’s heart stopped tonight. I ran through darkness carrying him, screaming for help, until doctors said severe anemia from his bleeding nearly killed him again.
Today we ran out of clean bandages and medicine, and I had no money left to replace them. I never imagined I would beg strangers to help me care for my child.
I am begging you with everything I have left—please don’t let this happen again. Donate now, because your donation could be the only thing that keeps my baby alive.
Please donate now Gofundme
The doctor told me that due to malnutrition and lack of treatment, my baby Qais has developed severe anemia. I have no money to get what he needs. Please, can you donate now so I can buy his medicine and food?
Unfortunately, Qais has run out of medicine, and I cannot afford more. To everyone who helped before, I beg you again today. Your kindness kept him alive, and he still desperately needs support, please donate now.
Tonight, I counted what I had left for Qais: no medicine, no clean bandages, and almost no hope. Yet I am still here, knocking on strangers’ hearts, begging someone to help my child survive, please donate now.
Every night, I promise myself I will stop begging and somehow find another way. Then morning comes, Qais still needs medicine, and I return with the same broken heart, asking for help again, please donate now.
There are days when I don’t know what to write anymore.
I have shared our story so many times because I don’t know any other way to help my family.
Some people may think posting online is easy, but it isn’t.
It is difficult to admit that you need help.
It is difficult to ask strangers to care.
It is difficult to keep hoping when support becomes slower and slower.
But I continue because my children are worth every attempt.
They deserve safety.
They deserve comfort.
They deserve the chance to enjoy simple things that many families take for granted.
So I am here again, asking you not to forget us.
If you can help, please do.
If you cannot, sharing our story can mean more than you imagine.
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