hello, this is my account where i only rb information about the current happenings in Palestine. that's what you should be doing as well, you don't even need a separate account. but like more accounts = more reblogs so do what you will. just keep spreading information. don't stop talking about Palestine.
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DNI(i will block):
z10n1sts. y'all are people who are fucking sick in the head or just ignorant. or both.
neutral. you're no different from a z10n1st. there's not "neutrality" in genocide.
n4z1. again, it makes you as bad as a z10n1st. get it through your heads.
islamophobes. muslims are not terrorists, they are genuinely always one of the nicest people i have ever met.
anti-semites. anti-semitism≠anti-zionism. i'm not anti-semite for being anti-zionist. they are not the same.
homophobes and/or transphobes. i don't care if it's your religion or something, it's not an excuse to be homophobic in any way. you don't have to support it, but PLEASE respect it, you have to.
p0rn acc. there's no place for you here.
ableist/sexist. just disgusting.
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Yet you look past the genocide happening in Congo and Palestine
Or maybe you don’t? If you have a basic touch of morality, please share this post and mind others of the horrors happening in Congo and Palestine!!
Rape has been used as a weapon of war in the Democratic Republic of Congo for over 20 years. Many of you on this app are of/over that age, and ask yourself: How many times have you heard of or spoken up about this? If you genuinely had no idea of this, please listen. Children are missing from schools, 1000+ women are being raped every single day. This statistic is from 2011, so it’s devastating to assume the number has risen. Victims are as young as six—survivors ranging from fucking TODDLERS to GRANDMOTHERS!! Some get pregnant and some don’t survive at all. Armed groups are doing this to break communities and silence women! Even when they do survive, they’re left with no justice, no hospitality.
THAT PHONE IN YOUR HAND COMPLETED PRODUCTION THANKS TO THE HARMFUL CONDITIONS THEY HAVE BEEN FORCED INTO. Women of the DRC mine the minerals used in many electronically factors in your very privileged life. From ear pieces to electrical cars!
They reached the final stage of famine a long time ago. As of recently, Palestine has marked this milestone. Everyday children are famished to the point of death, families are EAGER for bread and water. Let me remind you, they are not starving—these people are BEING starved. Yes, Trump recently sent food drones, but do not be fooled. Just weeks ago, this man burned enough food to completely CURE the hunger there. The amount he sent over there is equivalent to throwing a jacket at someone and telling them to climb Mt. Everest. And listen to this, Israel is using this to their advantage. Israelite soldiers lure Palestinian citizens in—put them in single lines—baiting them at Humanitarian Aid centers, then gun them down. The men, the women, the children. NO ONE IS SAFE THERE. These things are sick. Look how barbaric people get over LAND—RELIGION.
The babies, elderly, sick, disabled, are all suffering horridly. They’re people too. Babies are meant to be fat with tons of rolls on their necks. But when videos of INFANTS pop up on my feed, the skin on their stomachs are as sunken as the skin on their faces. There is no medicine nor treatment available to those who need it. Conditions are only worsening under the collapsed roofs of war. LITERALLY.
This barely even scratches the surface of the violence in Congo and Palestine. Granted, it matters. Every little act matters. Interact with the videos of the desperate citizens because it matters. Donate what little you can to posted fundraisers because it matters. Stuff empty water bottles with food/supplies and chuck it into the ocean. That shit matters. It will reach them.
Congo and Palestine are hungry, scared. You sharing and interacting with this post matters. World leaders are turning cheek to this, so the rest is up to us. Silence isn’t neutral, it makes you an enemy.
Each night brings new terror, and we’re running out of ways to survive.
While the world talks about Iran and Israel,
we are here… hungry, scared, and stuck under bombs every night.
The airstrikes don’t stop, and people die every day
even those who wait for hours and days hoping for a little food.
They don’t make it home… and we don’t know if we will.
We’re doing all we can to survive, and we’re so grateful for those who have helped.
But it’s still not enough. We have no income, no work, no way to buy anything.
All the basics we need cost more than 30 times what they used to.
We only have your donations to stay alive.
Please — if you’re reading this, don’t forget us.
Even a tiny bit can save a life tonight.
➡️ Donate. Comment. Reblog. Share this.
Maybe your voice is the one that finally breaks through.
Maybe your help is the one that saves a family tonight.
Dear Esteemed Donors,
My name is Ahmad , and I am a 14-year-old resident of Khan Yo… Ahmad W needs your support for Help Gaza Families Secu
Vetted!!!
(#167 on the verified fundraiser list by el-shab-hussein and nabulsi) (but we had to make a new gfm campaign cuz our old organizer stopped contacting us).
Last night, she went to bed crying from hunger again. She whispered, “Daddy, I’m hungry…” And I had nothing to give her. Just silence. Just pain.
My name is Fayez, a father of three children, and we live in Gaza.
We are living under siege and starvation. The occupation blocks food and aid from reaching us. There’s no access to clean water, no electricity, and now we are facing a real famine. People especially children are dying from hunger.
I was injured in the war. But what hurts more is watching my children slowly waste away, while the world turns its face away.
💔 This is not just a message it's a desperate cry for help. From Gaza… to any human heart that still beats with compassion.
We don’t ask for luxury. We beg for basic survival: A meal. Clean water. A chance to live.
🙏 Please if you can donate. And if you can’t, share this message. Let someone, somewhere, hear us. Before it’s too late.
Please, I kindly ask you not to ignore this message. Your support, even just sharing, could truly help my family.
We recently shared our story of escaping Gaza and the painful journey to reunite as a family.
It has been devastating and overwhelming. We're doing everything we can, but we can't do it alone.
Getting our story seen could truly change our lives. Every share, repost, or donation brings us one step closer to safety and to each other.
If you can take a moment to support us or spread the word, it would mean more than we can express.
Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
And we're truly sorry if this message feels out of place, we're just holding onto hope.
I’m a survivor from Gaza, holding on to hope in a world that has fallen apart around me. 💔
The life I once knew — my home, my family, my sense of safety — has been shattered by war.
Today, I live among the ruins, trying to find a path forward through the rubble and heartbreak. 🏚
Every moment is a battle against fear and uncertainty.
What was once ordinary — a safe place to sleep, a future to dream of — now feels like a distant memory. 🕊️
I share my story not to seek pity, but to keep hope alive — to believe that even in the darkest places, kindness can still find a way. 🤍
If my story touches your heart, please consider sharing it or offering support.
Every voice, every act of care, brings me one step closer to safety. ✨
When Life Turns into a Nightmare... A Journalist’s Story from Gaza
Hello, my name is Motaz. I am a 30 years old journalist from Gaza. I am married, my wife’s name is Huda.
For years, I wrote about the suffering of others, telling their stories to the world. I never imagined that one day, I would write my own story like this.
In last January, I was about to become a father, I was dreaming of a colorful room for my firstborn son, promising him toys, books, and bedtime stories. I wanted to fill his life with colors and laughter.
But…. In the blink of an eye… my dreams were demolished. My son, my firstborn child, my only child, died in childbirth. I was powerless to save him. That feeling of powerlessness follows me to this day.
Now, my wife is extremely sick. Most of the time she lays on a thin mattress, unable to do most things. Every day, I watch her suffer, unable to do anything but watch. Once again, I am powerless to save someone I love.
My room is cold, empty.
The books that once brought me comfort now haunt me with silence. The toy that was meant to bring my child joy now lies abandoned on the floor.
We survive on stale bread and water. We struggle with a lack of basic necessities, such as healthy meals, medical treatment and proper warm shelter. Every day is a fight for survival.
I keep writing, hoping that maybe — just maybe — my words will reach someone’s heart.
If you want to know more about my story and what we are enduring, please visit my page.
Maybe a word, a prayer, a message... could bring a small light into this darkness.
I hope you're doing well. Today, I’m reaching out with a heartfelt request. My family is going through an incredibly difficult time, and I need your help to make our story heard.
🔄 A simple reblog of my pinned post can spread awareness.
💖 A small $5 donation could bring hope where it’s desperately needed.
@nasr-daher
Even the smallest act of kindness can create ripples of change. Your support means the world—thank you for standing with us! 🙏✨
let us take a moment and grieve for all the lives lost. so many thousand people have been murdered by the zionist entity in the last fifteen months. palestinians in gaza have lost too much, from friends and family to their homes and livelihood.
this ceasefire is not an end to our solidarity with gaza. we will all be here waiting and praying for palestine to be wholly liberated from the occupation and watch her people be happy and free.
in the meantime, please keep donating to palestinian fundraisers. it is essential to support families planning on rebuilding.
alaa is a mother of two young children. her fundraiser has been verified. i request you to help her by sharing and donating to her gofundme.
Please listen carefully Please listen carefully🙏 I need you to read this..🥹
On the seventh of October I am teacher Mahmoud Atta. I work as a teacher teaching secondary school students.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #365 )✅️
On October 7th, I was getting ready to go to school. On October 7th, while I was getting ready to go to school, my life was completely turned upside down. Israel declared war on Gaza. After that, they announced their entry into the roads and cities and forced us to leave the city from Khan Yunis to Rafah
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We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. If you survived, your brother would not.
We've all seen the end of the world movies on the big screen. We have all seen end of the world movies on cinema screens, but what we saw was real and not imaginary. I wish it was imaginary.
We finally arrived in Rafah Finally we arrived in Rafah, the safe city as it is called, but where to go? The sea is behind us, the weather is freezing, and the borders are closed with Egypt on the other side and Israel on the third and fourth sides. I found myself making a tent out of nylon for myself and my family.
No water, no electricity, no food, no place to go to the bathroom, no life. I wish I had died sooner.
We returned after a long time to our city.After a long time, we returned to our city. The first sight was that a giant monster had entered the city and left it in ruins, so much so that I did not recognize my house or my neighborhood. Oh my God, is this Khan Yunis?
fI searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed. I searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed.
Today I stand before you to search for Today I stand in your hands to search for any help to restore myself again thanks to you.. I am waiting for your help
Hello, my name is Jovan, and I'm fundraising on behalf of my dear friend Mahmoud. Mahmoud … Jovan I needs your support for Help Mahmoud and
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #373 )✅️
I hope you'll let me tell you a little bit about my home🇵🇸, Gaza🍉. It's a place where we're living through some very challenging times💔🥹. We're under attack from bombs, explosives, and warplanes, and we've had to endure many nights of sleeplessness. It's a difficult situation💔, but we're trying to stay positive🖤. This war has really taken a toll on us. It's destroyed our bodies, our lives, and our souls. It has been so sad to see our homes destroyed, our belongings taken from us, and our beautiful places ruined. It has also changed our situation for the worse. We were living a pretty good life, you know? Peaceful, loving, and full of life. But then, we found ourselves in a really tough spot. Hunger, fear, and terror have become our new normal. My kids and I, along with my extended family, are struggling to make ends meet. We don't have the basic necessities of life, and our living situation is pretty rough. We're in these old, falling-apart tents. It's so hard to know what to do when winter comes. We'll be soaked in the rain and wind, and I'll be at a loss as to how to keep my family safe, from the bombing and from the winter.🥹
I'm really hoping you can help me and my family to live through this awful war.💔🥹🍉