apparently if you're brazilian you cannot experience romantic attraction. not because you're aroace but because you are brazilian, thereby exclusively a sexual being who cannot ever love someone in such romantic and advanced way. you are too primitive, too much of a savage, too much of a thing that lives out of carnaval, samba and "soccer" 24/7 and whose only interest is fucking someone for the sake of fucking them to ever become advanced enough, like usamericans and europeans do. you are an exotic object for the gringos to thirst after, not a human being.
I've been dreading doing all this again but... Nyssa's rent bullshit is happening again and she needs 974 ASAP and her post getting to 15 likes. Getting at least half will buy Nyssa more time. I really fucking hate that I'm doing this again but I don't wanna see Nyssa end up homeless. Please if anyone can help it would mean everything.
Nyssa has a new post up and still needs help with her rent. She still hasn't had anything yet for her 974. Please, a couple hundred might be enough to by her more time.
with the whole “death to israel”, where do you think israelis would go, the ones born there, without family anywhere else?
'Israeli' isn't a real ethnicity.Israel is a turbofabrication built on top of the corpses of the victims of it's inherently nazistic nature,colonized groundings ideological and literal and fed propaganda onto jewish people raised within it and jewish people from actual jewish diasporas alike and my wording comes from how Israel is an ethnostate,which is a colonist means of creating societies regardless of which groups creates or wishes to create them.'Israelis' only have families and places to live on 'Israel' thanks to how their ancestors and current modern day citizens are and have always been settlers-Not every single individual forcibly labeled 'israeli' supports Isnotreal and plenty actively WANT it abolished and destroyed as a state and culture and to leave it forever along with wanting it to officially no longer exist at all.I support them wholeheartedly and they should be allowed to seek asylum and immigration to any and all aforementioned jewish diasporas and accesses to everything else they need to liberate themselves from Isnotreal without getting them denied over grouping in with zionists based on something they didn't choose for themselves and reject.I don't care about zionist tears or lives or respectabilities or whatever else they want to convince is just protecting judaism and it's people when 'israelis' are exceptions of jewish culture and people and history and experiences,not the rules and the reputation they've painted of themselves as 'peak judaism' is the number one aspect behind their propaganda
My name is Jaafar from Gaza🙏.Our home was completely destroyed, and we have become displaced, moving from place to place trying to adapt and survive. Our entire area has been completely wiped off the map, and all the houses were destroyed, as if an earthquake or a nuclear bomb had struck the area by those brutal Zionists. 💔😭
I am writing to you with all the pain and sorrow in my heart, kindly asking you to donate through the link to my campaign to help save my family. I know that you have supported me and helped my family before, and I am deeply grateful to you from the bottom of my heart. Unfortunately, I do not know many people other than you whom I can reach out to. I have been in contact with you for a long time through this email, hoping for your continued support.
We are still living in extremely difficult conditions, and we fear that the rain will fall again in the coming days due to weather depressions and harsh weather conditions. Without your support, I will not be able to buy tarps to reinforce our tent, provide enough food for my family, or even save a small amount of money to rent a small apartment anywhere in western Gaza.
Hello, my name is Elizabeth Barnes and I am a US citizen organizing this campaign on behalf of my friend Jaafar, who is raising funds to sup
Please do not ignore me, my friends.Thank you from the bottom of my heart for standing by me and supporting me.
A mother's plea: Help us survive and protect my child who was born in war.
My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.
I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.
After we got married, I received the news that I was pregnant with my daughter, and I live in constant fear for my unborn child. I am terrified of the world she will be born into—a world of poverty, hunger, and bitter cold. We have been displaced from our home more than nine times, carrying with us nothing but the burden of loss and the hope of survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely protects us from the rain and cold.How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?
After a long pregnancy filled with pain and fear, after nights without sleep, I finally gave birth to my baby girl. She was born in the middle of bombing, surrounded by destruction and poverty—not in a warm room, not in a safe place. Her first cry mixed with the sound of explosions, as if she was announcing her arrival into a cruel world she never chose.
I gave birth to her with nothing but my heart. I cannot promise her anything. Poverty surrounds us from every side, and the cold reaches her tiny body before night even comes. My baby and I are suffering deeply, not because we ask for much, but because I am unable to provide her with the most basic needs: milk, warmth, and safety.
When I look into her eyes, I feel strength. When I look at my empty hands, I break down in tears. I am a mother trying to save her child from hunger and fear, in a world that has shown no mercy even to the dreams of children.😢🥹
To donate or support us, here is the link 👇🙏
Help Sahar and Mohammed Build a Safe Home for Their Baby
Sa… Jordan Brusso needs your support for Help Sahar and Mohammed Build a Safe H
From the depths of my heart, thank you for your kindness and compassion🥹❤️🙏
I used to walk on my own feet through the streets of Gaza, dreaming like any other young person of a simple and safe life. But the war changed everything… A spinal injury and a severed spinal cord left me unable to move.
The pain was not only in my body, but also in my heart, when I saw an entire life come to a sudden stop in a single moment.
After a period of despair, a doctor from the Italian delegation told me that there is hope through stem cell therapy. For the first time since my injury, I felt that a small door of light had opened.
However, the treatment is very expensive. Each injection costs $500, and I need several injections to begin the journey of treatment.
I am only asking for a chance… a chance to try to stand again, a chance to regain a part of the life that war has taken from me.
With your support, I may be able to take a step toward recovery. Please be the reason hope returns to my life. 🤍
Donate here🙏🙏
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The rain didn't stop... but what did stop was the patience of my child and my family.
For more than ten days, the rain poured down on our tents like a punishment, and the cold seeped into my family and my child until their lips turned blue and their hands trembled incessantly. I cried out, I begged, I pleaded... for blankets and covers, anything to protect us from this bitter cold, but no one heard me, and no one came.
Silence alone answers us. And the support? Weak… too weak to withstand the first gust of wind.
This isn't just a passing storm. It's another attack, but this time without a sound… bullets from the sky, piercing the tents, inflicting fresh wounds on our hearts.
Many tents collapsed around us, and my child, my eight-months-pregnant wife, and my family fell to the ground, shivering so badly they couldn't even cry. We sat waiting... as if every drop of rain held the potential for another death.
People think the war is over. But the truth is, it's back, but in a different form. The drone of warplanes no longer echoes in the sky; instead, it echoes in the biting cold... That's the weapon now.
I am not just sad. I am devastated. Time is running out, and my child, my wife, and my family are paying the price for every minute that passes without a blanket, without shelter, without a helping hand.
Must we wait for a final, agonizing death? Is this a new way to silence us? Who will feel our pain before this winter swallows us whole?
🤝 How can you help?
Your donation—no matter how small—is warmth, security, and life. One euro can mean the difference between a bitterly cold night and the smile of a child who feels safe and loved. ❤️
Hello everyone, I hope you take a minute to read our story.
I’m Hashem Al-S… Hashim Friend needs your support for Help my family survive an
Please… support my family and my child, and be the reason we are saved from this harsh winter.
Unfortunately, our tent was flooded by rainwater, and we are now out in the street, exposed to the rain and bitter cold. We have no shelter or protection, and our children are shivering from the cold.
We urge anyone who can help not to delay; the situation is urgent and extremely difficult. 🥹
This is not a figment of the imagination…this is a picture of a reality unfolding now, behind walls, far from cameras and the spotlight. Thousands of Palestinian prisoners languish in jails, many without trial: children, doctors, students, parents…their bodies shackled, their pain unheard. They are not asking for the impossible. They are asking the world to know that they are human beings…and that their lives matter.
I am one of them. One of those whose voices have yet to be heard. Over 550 days ago, our house was bombed while we were inside. I survived, but pain hasn't left my body. I was hit by shrapnel that remains embedded to this day, moving with every breath and waking me with every pain when I move in my sleep.
I need monthly medications and urgent surgery to remove this shrapnel, so I hope you will all stand by me and help me by donating please.
My surgery should have been done a long time ago… but the occupation destroyed all the hospitals, and due to limited resources, the siege, and the lack of support, I haven't been able to receive treatment yet. I urgently need to buy my monthly medications and travel to have my surgery as soon as possible…
Every passing day increases the risk to my health. Please stand by me so I can be rid of this pain as soon as possible. Please donate.
Please stop what you're doing now. Stop eating, we're hungry. Stop having fun, we're sad. Stop watching the matches, we've lost our schools. We're only asking to leave the Gaza Strip and live our lives in safety and peace, without killing, hunger, and destruction.
The bombing in Palestine *has never stopped*. They convinced us—and the world—that the war is over, but the reality is far darker than any statement or promise.
This is not a ceasefire… it’s a continuation of destruction, displacement, and the killing of innocent families living under tents that were supposed to be “safe.” This video is a witness… a witness to the bombing of displaced families who were simply trying to survive.
Help us… your donation, even the smallest amount, can make a real difference for our family 🙏🏻.
Instead of buying a ticket for a film that punishes people for speaking truth, use that same money to defend life — real, innocent life.
My children in Gaza are not characters in a story; they are children who dream, laugh, and tremble under the sound of bombs. Every time you choose silence, they grow closer to becoming forgotten. Choose courage instead. Choose humanity. Support those who refuse to be silenced. . support us.
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My nam… Enas Alanqar needs your support for From Education and Safety to
In every speech, Netanyahu justifies his crimes by saying he is fighting Hamas. I want to tell him that in 1948, when Israel killed my grandfather, Hamas did not even exist.
Because of this criminal, I lost my sister’s child to famine, I lost half of my family to bombing, and my mother and father were injured while trying to get food. Please, donate to my family if you can, share widely, and speak about us so we are not forgotten.
Last night was one of the hardest nights for my family in northern Gaza. They are enduring unbearable conditions due to displacement and the loss of even the most basic necessities of life.
They urgently need: 3,000 shekels (around $780 USD) for transportation and evacuation costs.
2,200 shekels (around $570 USD) to buy a tent for shelter.
Deadline: 29 September , Only 6 DAYS
Current Progress: $16,313 / $17,476
I kindly ask anyone who can contribute to extend a helping hand in these difficult times. Your support could be a lifeline for them amidst this suffering.
In the heart of Gaza City, amidst the turmoil of conflict and resilience, Tawfik's… Tawfik Wal needs your support for Support Tawfik Dream o
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Please, my family needs your continued support to survive. We desperately need your donations to buy food and medicine for my family. We have no source of income due to the war. Please help us. I don't want my family to go hungry.
Ghada's Family Forced to Flee
I ask you, friends, to help us buy a tent for displacement.
The situation is getting worse by the day, Ghada and her family are forced to flee in search of survival, but they can only do so with urgent assistance. They are currently displaced on the streets. 💔🆘
We need:
* €500 for a new shelter or tent.
* €500 for food and supplies during the displacement journey.
* €300 for transportation costs.
Famine is worsening, and their displacement journey will be long and dangerous. Donate now - your support could save the lives of Ghada's family of 8.
