Thinking about how the insistence of that Jews belong nowhere but Israel is a convenient way to justify global antisemitism. Arguing about where Jews truly “belong” only bolsters antisemitism everywhere. Jews belong everywhere. Muslims and Christians and atheists and everyone else belongs everywhere they see fit.
Israel does not belong to Jews the same way earth does not belong to humans.
Watched the new knives out and one battle after another. Woke is so back you guys. Fuck cops. Black women forever. Mutts and multiculturalism and fuck the police die pigs forever.
I can vouch personally for the validity of this campaign, as well as @gazavetters (#213 on the list).
They urgently, URGENTLY need your donation.
A reblog, that’s all it really takes. There are campaigns on here with tens of thousands of notes — how do you think they got there?
By everyone scrolling past? Complain about morality OCD and compassion burnout all you want. My friend Zeina’s family survived the bombing, but they are not safe.
Even after the so-called ceasefire, their lives are still hanging by a thread. At any moment I am not speaking to Zeina, it is possible that she has no food, no shelter, no safety this is what “after the war” looks like in Gaza.
Think about living with ruins instead of homes, fear instead of stability, and the echo of everything they lost. There’s no “getting used to” that as your constant reality.
So when I ask you to reblog this post, think about the lack of effort it would take to flick your thumb and realize it could still be saving the lives of 14 people, affected by destruction and trauma far beyond what you could possibly imagine on your own.
During this difficult time, we want to express our sincere gratitude to everyone who supports our cause and stands with us. Thank you to all who stand by us and help us, and a heartfelt thank you to (Billie Eilish) for her humanitarian stance and unwavering support, and to everyone who speaks out for truth and justice. Your solidarity gives us strength and hope, and helps us persevere despite all the challenges.
Gaza is not just rubble… Gaza is a cry the world doesn't hear. We live in a tattered tent, offering no protection from the rain or the cold. Every night it rains, and every time the water seeps over our bodies, we wake up shivering—children and the sick, helpless and powerless. Our tent is no longer a tent… it's just a worn piece of cloth trapping us in the cold, damp, and fear. We sleep soaking wet and wake up coughing and feverish.
We are sick from this deadly cold, and we can't afford medicine, we can't afford to repair the tent, and we don't even have another option. We are not exaggerating when we say: the cold is gnawing at us, the disease is progressing, and helplessness is breaking us every day. Gaza has become a graveyard for the law, a graveyard for justice, so don't let it become a graveyard for us, the living.
My name is Ahmad Dany. I am writing to you from the heart of the daily suffering we … Ahmad dany needs your support for Help Ahmed And His F
Your donation could repair a tent, buy medicine, or save a life before it fades silently. If you cannot stop this tragedy, don't leave us to face it alone. We need your help now by donating so we can repair our tent and survive the cold and illness. Save me and my family... Please donate to us.
Please help my friend Ahmed and his family. I am very worried for them.
All of them are ill and struggling to recover because they cannot get warm and protect themselves from the elements. How can they recover without medicine, food, and the ability to stay warm??
Ahmed's fundraiser is still at under 10% of his goal! Only €4,489 out of the needed 50k. This is a devastating situation. Please if you can spare anything, help this young teen and his family to survive.
Please, my friends, help us by donating. Our situation worsens every day because hunger is still gnawing at our bodies and because our tent was destroyed by the rain and wind. Today, the winter rains seeped into our tent heavily, unfortunately, and the tent ropes broke. We don't know what to do; water is leaking in from all directions. Please help us by donating and don't leave us to suffer. Please donate to us.
Please help Ahmed and his family to afford replacements for their shelter, the weather is extremely dangerous to their health and everything in beseiged gaza is very expensive
Show mercy to those on earth, and He who is in heaven will show mercy to you. 🔴🔴🔴
Heavy rain is currently falling on Gaza, and I trying my best, using all available means, to prevent my tent from being flooded.
My tent shakes a lot in the wind and blows away – and that's just from the wind, so what will it be like in a low-pressure system?
I hope you will watch this video and you will see for yourself the situation we have reached.
We weren't like this before the October 7th war, but the war destroyed our entire lives, so thank you for your understanding.
t's very expensive, and all the solutions are temporary; there are no permanent solutions except for the house.
Guys, my family is going through extremely hard times, and we’re struggling to survive with dignity.
To everyone, I say please share this post.
Donating to my family could mean food, medicine, or A safe haven for us. 💔 💔
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The necessary documents for proper verification have been submitted, and anyone who wishes to verify is welcome to contact me.
Verification ✅️Vetted by @gazavetters ( #533 )✅️
verified by @bilal-sala7 ( #36 ) ✅️
💳 Donation link here
Thank you for your kindness and support. 🙏
I haven't been able to connect to the internet for two days. I want to tell you that I've moved to a new place, but the place I moved to is in northern Gaza, and unfortunately, Gaza is still being bombed and fired upon.
To everyone here, I say in very simple words: I am very tired of this life and I have lost all hope. There is no rest. I search from morning till night for water and food so that I can provide for my children.
To everyone here, I say with a very broken heart, please don't leave me alone, I need your donations.
Please donate Those who cannot donate Please share this post
6-year-old Souad has been anemic since birth, and starvation and disease due to the IOF assault have caused her severe additional health complications.
A few weeks ago she fell unconscious and was admitted to the hospital. She is now comatose and fluid is building up around her brain. She needs near-constant care to prevent the fluid from crushing her brain, and to meet her other basic needs. She urgently needs funds for her ongoing treatment. We have set a short-term goal:
€2,092 out of €2,750 EUR—updated 16 Dec.
Need to raise: €658 EUR (about $776 usd)
I am Alaa Al-Hanjouri, 32 years old. I used to work as a teacher, teaching children and carrying their dreams on my shoulders... but the war
On the subjects of vetting and of currency:
verified by Yahya Al-Habil and family, Souad’s father Alaa Hanjouri is Yahya’s cousin. Yahya’s family’s campaign has been shared by 90-ghost, @gaza-evacuation-funds here, and vouched for by relatives Ayah Mohammed and Noha Ibrahim, whose campaigns are vetted on nabulsi and el-shab-hussein’s verified campaign master list. I am confident that Souad’s need is both legitimate and dire.
**reminder that $1 usd = about €0.86 EUR. For example, $25 usd = about €22 EUR. Currency converters are available online for free so you can calculate the equivalent amount of dollars you want to send**
Everything changed the day Amira was born.
The world outside was collapsing — bombs, dust, screams, and fear. Yet inside a small room, by the dim light of a single candle, a new life began.
While others were running for shelter, I was holding my newborn daughter, trembling, crying, trying to believe that something so pure could still exist in a place like Gaza.
I named her Amira, because I wanted her to feel like a child of life —not a child of war.
A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed
Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep.
She has just turned one.
She’s learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things — as if she doesn’t see the destruction around her.
She doesn’t know the word “loss.”
She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there.
Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in — whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like.
And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says “mama,” everything becomes bearable again.
I want to rebuild our home.
Not just for the walls — but for her future.
For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war.
I’m not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear
My name is Saja. I am a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on — to hope, to my family, and to a life that no
A Mother’s Message
To everyone reading this — thank you for listening to our story.
Your kindness means more than words.
Every share, every message, every donation — it all helps me rebuild not just a house, but a future for Amira.
From the heart of Gaza, from a mother learning to hope again —
we will live. And I will make sure my daughter grows up in a world that knows love more than war.
People keep saying there’s a ceasefire but every single day we wake up to another explosion, another family destroyed, another name added to the list of martyrs. I’m writing this because the world thinks Gaza is “calm” now.
It’s not. The bombs didn’t stop. The drones didn’t stop. The funerals didn’t stop.
During this so-called ceasefire, dozens of people were killed. Homes were burned. Children were pulled from under the rubble. You’ll see the photos I’m adding below - all taken during the “pause”. This is what our reality looks like.
My own family is suffering too. We lost relatives. We lost our home.
312 Palestinians have been killed, entire families wiped out during a time that was supposed to bring safety.!
Here is the donation link for my family’s emergency fund:
The War Is Almost Over… but Our Struggle to Rebuild Has Just Begun.
Every day here in Gaza feels like a year carved into our chests. The war isn’t like it was in the early days—the sky is quieter, the air carries less smoke, and the nights hold fewer explosions. But the pain… it still lives under the rubble, inside our memories, and in the empty spaces where our loved ones once stood.
I’m writing this today not because the war has completely ended, but because for the first time in a long while, it feels like the horizon is opening a little. A small space where we can breathe, gather ourselves, and try to rebuild what’s left of our lives.
Yet every step forward feels like walking on wounded memories, and every stone from our destroyed home whispers stories we never got to finish.
We lived through nights so heavy we thought morning would never come. We lost things that can never be replaced—homes, dreams, pieces of our hearts.
But we are still here… holding on, trying, fighting to stay standing despite everything.
And in the middle of this long road… there is a house. A house that once carried laughter, warmth, noise, and life.
Today, all that remains is an image holding a memory—and rubble longing for the people who once lived inside.
Today, we are trying to rebuild—not just the walls of a house, but an entire life that was shattered.
We are trying to create a new beginning, to live with dignity again, to give our family a sense of safety that we’ve been missing for so long.
We’re not writing this to mourn what was lost, but to ask for a chance to start again.
We ask for your support because rebuilding after a war is not something one person can do alone—it is a human effort, a shared act of compassion.
We need you.
We need your hearts.
We need your help to stand again.
My name is Abedmajed Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with what remains of my once large and loving family.
Because Gaza has no working banking system, we use my brother U.S. Stripe account to safely process donations for our family. Nothing is hidden — every dollar goes where it should. We are ready to show proof of anything, at any time.
Every contribution—no matter how small—makes a difference.
It becomes part of our story, part of rebuilding a home, part of reviving a life that nearly faded.
The war may be almost over… but our journey back to life begins now.
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Thank you to every soul who still feels our pain, and to everyone who reaches out a hand to help us rise again.
How long before we start seeing cases like these for just being queer? Do we have to get to that stage for people to start to mobilize against this loudly?
We can't let the fight against internet censorship and puritan outrage against NSFW content be another controlled narrative by the right wing grifters.
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