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Help Me Move Out (Open Commissions)

Hi everybody here's the post I was too scatterbrained to make last night I'm currently trying to save money to move out of a damaging & dangerous living situation. I'm a trans person living in abuse and won't be safe until I'm able to support myself and afford the cost of living in my area- until that happens, I'm reliant on abusive family. The situation is getting more & more precarious and I'm desperate to get out, but I also have monthly repayments on loans that's making it doubly impossible. I'm working 2 jobs currently, but it's still not enough & so I'm throwing all my free time into commissions in the hopes of getting absolutely anywhere. I also want to be able to share at least a few small gifts with friends over the holidays, & try to bring a little positivity to the whole situation.

I'll link my ko-fi below; I have a new small commission type for this situation starting at 5 USD, but I do more stuff too. My DeviantArt has a full list of everything I offer, but those commissions can also be ordered and paid for via DM, over Ko-Fi, or whatever you prefer. Shares super appreciated, thank you all <3

Commissions Open! Click to see GR Draws's commission menu.

malakyassinsblog

I am a mother of six children—four boys and two girls—living in Gaza under conditions that no one should ever have to endure. War, destruction, and rising prices have turned our daily life into a constant struggle. All I want now is to be able to provide the basic needs for my children.

I am a mother of six children—four boys and two girls—living in Gaza under c… Amani Yasseen needs your support for Your Donation Ca

Life has become unbearable. There is not enough food, no consistent access to clean water or electricity, and medicine is often out of reach. Sometimes I cannot even afford bread or keep my children warm. I feel alone in a world that seems to have forgotten us, and all I wish for is a chance at a dignified life.

I am a mother of six children—four boys and two girls—living in Gaza under c… Amani Yasseen needs your support for Your Donation Ca

I dream of leaving Gaza—not for luxury, but to escape this suffering. I want to be able to travel when the border opens, so I can offer my children a safe and stable life, far from fear, hunger, and war.

That is why I am asking for help. Any amount, no matter how small, could make a real difference in our lives. Even just sharing my story can help it reach someone who is able to support us.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart to anyone who listens, feels, and cares.

Please donate to me and my children so we can get out of Gaza and survive.

malakyassinsblog

To all the messages sent to me by survivors in Gaza 🍉

First of all, I want to apologize to each of you. I haven't been very active on Tumblr in many months, and as such, most of your messages have sat in my inbox since you sent them. I am so, so sorry that it's taken me so long to see your messages. I've reblogged the pinned posts from all the visible accounts that have reached out to me and have donated to all the fundraisers that I could access (some of your Chuffed fundraisers were blocked on my browser, I'm unsure why). I am truly sorry I can't give more to all of you. My personal funds are unfortunately very limited right now, but I do hope the small amounts of money will help in some way. Wishing you all safety, comfort, peace, and freedom. From the river to the sea, Palestine will be free. 🍉

@sajagz @mosabsdr @nadinfamily @rolafamily @hamodfamily

hamodfamily

🏚️ From Rubble to Renewal — Help Mohamed Rebuild a Home Full of Hope 🌿

In the blink of an eye, the life we knew disappeared.

My name is Mohamed, and I’m writing this with a heart full of sorrow—but also a quiet flame of hope. Our family home, a place that held generations of memories, was reduced to rubble in an instant. The rooms that once echoed with laughter, the walls that witnessed our stories, and the garden where we dreamed of better days—all of it is gone.

And yet, we are still here.

Still standing. Still believing. Still dreaming.

Before the war, our home wasn’t just a structure—it was everything. It was the heartbeat of our family. We shared countless dinners around a modest table, whispered goodnight to one another across quiet rooms, and celebrated the small joys that made life meaningful. It was a place of love, of safety, of tradition.

Losing it has left a deep wound in our lives. But what we haven’t lost is our will to rebuild.

We are determined not to let destruction be the end of our story. We want to rebuild our home not just with bricks and wood, but with faith, with dignity, and with your support.

I know there are countless stories in the world that deserve to be heard, and I humbly ask that you take a moment to hear ours. We are turning to this community, to the kindness of strangers, because we believe in the power of people coming together to lift one another out of despair.

Your support—whether it’s a donation, a share, or even just a moment of your time—can help lay the first stone of our new beginning.

💛 Every dollar brings us one step closer to safety. 🧱 Every share gives our story a voice. 🌱 Every gesture, no matter how small, is a reminder that compassion can grow even in the harshest soil.

We are not asking for charity. We are asking for a chance. A chance to rebuild our lives, to give our children a roof under which they can dream again, and to find peace after so much pain.

✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #609 ) ✅️

In the blink of an eye, everything we knew and loved w… Mohammed Altelbani needs your support for A Plea for Hope: Rebuilding Our Ho

Please, if you feel moved by our story, consider helping us build something new from what’s been lost. Your kindness will be felt not just in concrete and wood—but in every smile, every warm night, and every future moment of joy that your support helps make possible.

From the deepest part of my heart—thank you. For your time, your love, and your belief in us. We will never forget it.

With all my gratitude, – Mohamed

rolafamily

🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿

I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.

My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.

But in an instant, it was all gone.

A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.

That was just the beginning.

The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?

We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.

No home.

No food.

No clean water.

No way out.

I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.

I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.

I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.

Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.

Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.

💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚

Hi I am Fatima and live in London UK. I have known Rola now for appr… Fatima Rajwani needs your support for From Despair to Hope: Help us to

aboodfmly

My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza

My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.

The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.

Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.

I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.

Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.

I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.

My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people

Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.

Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.

Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.

Vetted by @gazavetters

nadinfamily

🕊️ Nadin’s Hope: A Mother, A Memory, A Future

Hello, my name is Nadin I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate. I’m a wife. And now — I’m a mother.

I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small design studio, of making art that told stories. I used to think about colors, fonts, sketches. I used to think about the future.

Then the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.

On October 22, 2023, I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home. 25 members of our family were killed — his mother, his siblings, his nieces and nephews, children. Entire branches of a family tree gone in seconds.

We were displaced twice after that. Everything we had disappeared — home, safety, routine, rest.

A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib. No stillness. No celebration.

But she came into the world quietly and beautifully. And in her eyes, I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.

Now, I spend my days holding her and trying to build a world around her that doesn’t shake with explosions.

We don’t know what comes next. There is no clear path. We are walking toward the unknown, step by step — with our daughter in our arms and hope as our guide.

🧡 How You Can Help

This is why I’m asking for support. Not for comfort — but for survival. To help care for one baby girl who entered the world after everything else collapsed.

My name is Nadin, and I’m a mother from Gaza.

If you can spare anything, it will help us:

Cover basic needs, so we can breathe and heal

Support a path toward even the smallest stability in a place that has none

My husband manages the donations securely through a U.S.-registered Stripe account. Everything is converted to USDT and exchanged here in Gaza. The rates are difficult — $100 becomes only 245 shekels — but we use every shekel carefully, with full transparency and documentation.

🎨 Sharing a Piece of Me

I want to share more than my need. Over the next few weeks, I’ll begin posting some of my graphic designs from before the war. They are pieces of who I was — and who I still am.

They may not be perfect, but they hold something real: my story before the silence, and my belief that beauty can still live alongside survival.

If you’ve made it this far, thank you. If you can give — thank you. And if you can’t, just sharing this post is a form of support I will never forget.

mosabsdr

A New Beginning – From Mosab in Gaza

My name is Mosab, and I’m writing this with honesty and humility.

I live in Gaza, where war has taken nearly everything from me — my home, my safety, and 25 members of my family, including my beloved mother, siblings, and their children. I’ve been displaced multiple times. Every day here is a struggle to survive.

In the face of this, I turned to the internet — not because I wanted to beg, but because I truly had no other way.

🧭 What Happened

A few months ago, a friend helped me create a GoFundMe campaign: 🔗 https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-me-saving-whos-left-of-my-family

Unfortunately, I could not continue working with the person who set it up. As a result, it was closed — and I had to start over again, this time on Chuffed, where I could manage everything myself.

I am the same person behind both campaigns — same story, same face, same truth. I only changed platforms to regain control and transparency.

💔 Why I Created Multiple Campaigns

I didn’t just make one campaign. I also helped create campaigns for my loved ones:

My wife Nadin, who’s caring for our 11-month-old daughter in these terrible conditions

My brother Abedmajed, and his wife Saja

My nephew Naser lost his mother (my sister) and his sister in a missile strike that hit our family home. That same strike also killed:

My mother

My other sister

My older brother, his wife and their daughters - all gone

My uncle, his wife, their sons, and grandchildren — all erased as well

That home was the heart of our family. And in one moment, it was gone — along with so many people I loved.

Naser, still a teenager, now takes care of his three younger brothers alone. His life — like mine — was shattered in an instant.

We are all in Gaza. We are all real. And we are all trying to rise, together.

⚠️ My Mistake

At the beginning, I made a big mistake.

I was so desperate to get our stories seen that I created multiple Tumblr accounts to send messages and reach more people. I didn’t understand that this would upset users or lead to the campaigns being flagged as spam.

I see now how that felt for others. And I am deeply sorry.

I never meant to deceive or annoy anyone. I was simply trying to survive — and to help my family survive. But I know now that good intentions don’t excuse bad methods.

🔁 What I’m Doing Now

I’ve spoken directly with Chuffed.

I’ve closed all old campaigns.

I’m keeping this account — @mosabsdr — moving forward.

I will be creating new, respectful, honest campaigns for myself and my loved ones.

I will reach out to GazaVetters again to explain and hopefully clear any misunderstandings.

🌱 Moving Forward

From this point on, everything I share will come from the heart — no pressure, no spamming, no noise. Just our truth, told with honesty and dignity.

If you’ve followed me, donated, or shared anything in the past: thank you from the bottom of my heart.

If you were hurt or bothered by how I reached out before — I truly understand. I hope you can see that I’m learning, and trying to do better.

This war has destroyed so much — but we are still here, and we are still rising.

My name is Mosab Elderawi.I live in Gaza. And I’m trying to start again after losing more than I ever thought possible.

If you wish to stay with us on this journey, I welcome you with deep gratitude. If not, I still thank you for reading and giving me your time.

With sincerity and respect 📍 Gaza | @mosabsdr

sajagz

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

fadell-aldany

Hello

My name is Mohammed Saqallah, I am 23 years old. I used to work in a smartphone store in the customer service department 📱.

My brother Mahmoud (20 years old) and I dreamed of establishing a mobile repair shop together 🛠️💡. But the war stole our dreams and destroyed our home over our heads 🏚️💥.

One fateful night during the harsh war 🌌⚠️, our home turned to rubble after being bombed by the Israeli occupation 💣. We miraculously survived 🙏✨ after the civil defense 🚑 managed to rescue us from under the ruins. However, the devastation left behind is beyond description. Now, we are homeless 🏴‍☠️ with no source of income 💼, and the dreams we spent years building have turned into painful memories 💔.

My younger sisters now live in a constant state of fear 😢:

Hala (14 years old): Trembles at the sound of explosions 😨💥.

Lama (15 years old): Has lost the ability to sleep due to nightmares 🌙😔.

Haya (16 years old): Experiences panic attacks whenever she hears gunfire 🔊😣.

Hifa (17 years old): Lives in shock 😞, even though she was always my source of support and encouragement to pursue my dreams ❤️✨.

As for me, I lost my job and my source of income 💔💼. My brother Mahmoud, who dreamed of studying smartphone engineering 📚💡, could not enroll in university as he hoped 🎓. Even my parents 👩‍👦‍👦, who were our pillar of strength 🤲, are now struggling with the psychological and financial toll of this war 🥺💔.

Why Are We Asking for Help? 🤝💭

We are now seeking to leave Gaza in search of safety and a better future 🌍🕊️. The cost of coordination and leaving Gaza is enormous, as we need $5,000 for each family member, which includes me, Mahmoud, my parents, and my four sisters 💸👨‍👩‍👧‍👦, totaling $40,000 💵.

Additionally, my brother Mahmoud needs $5,000 for his university education once we leave 📚🎓.

Total Needed: $45,000 💰💵

This amount would be a lifeline for us 🛟:

Safety: To leave Gaza and escape the daily fear that surrounds us 🕊️🌈.

Education: To help Mahmoud achieve his dream of studying smartphone engineering 📱📚✨.

Hope: To give us all a fresh start after losing everything 🌟🏠.

Any donation, no matter how small, will make a huge difference in our lives 🙏💖. You are the hope that can bring us back to life 🌟❤️. Thank you to everyone who extends a helping hand 🤝✨.

https://gofund.me/77caca00

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Come on Tumblr, don’t be fucking cowards

Alternatively - come on nameless intern #102, you have a chance to be the fucking funniest person on staff.

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Time for manual blazing, tumblr can be a coward but they can't stop us.

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making a haiku to summon the haiku bot to this lovely post

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to this lovely post

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

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rb to explode a terf ^_^ nonrefundable ^_^

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reddit is having a glitch where it puts the wrong captions over photos and it’s the only thing i care about right now

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stuckinapril

Feeling incredibly sick and angry about everything. I’ll go about my day and try to be normal and then it just ambushes me and honestly the only people keeping me sane rn are the Arabs who’ve voiced similar experiences and are staying the course and being vocal despite all the attempts to basically blame everything that’s wrong with this country on us

stuckinapril

Guys please donate to the Sameer Project, it’s a grassroots initiative to buy supplies in bulk and distribute them over as many families as possible. It’s doing so much good and can help so many people at once so donating to it and spreading the word is the least we can do

m3t4l-cru5h3r

LIST OF FUNDRAISERS TO DONATE TO + RECIEVE ART!

Hi, everyone!

Firstly, I deeply apologize to all the people in my inbox wishing for me to answer their asks. I empathize with the hardships you are all facing and have my deepest condolences.

Formatting each ask individually was getting overwhelming, so I have decided to compile all of them into a convenient list.

As usual, remember to donate, share, and boost as much as you can! Every little bit helps! Thank you.

All donation goals have been converted to USD for consistency (no matter your currency, you will be able to donate):

@shahdgazaa - $16/$19610 [DONATE NOW]

@maximumtravelerwizard - $822/$194,573 [DONATE NOW]

@hala-15 - $276/$21,623 [DONATE NOW]

@basel1995s - $10,087/$69,301 [DONATE NOW]

@motazmohammed - $5,025/$53,977 [DONATE NOW]

@etafalqattaa/@yousef1234567 - $6,198/$107,953 [DONATE NOW]

@yousefjehad3 - $9,751/$15,000 [DONATE NOW]

@shadi90 - $1,309/$18,964 [DONATE NOW]

@yasermohammad - $30,956/$37,784 [DONATE NOW]

@tarnem-1 - $1,377/$64,772 [DONATE NOW]

@hazem-suhail - $19,685/$53,977 [DONATE NOW]

@mahmodsy1 - $8,163/$25,000 [DONATE NOW]

@fadel-aldani - $486/$10,795 [DONATE NOW]

@bshaeromars-blog - $29,110/$40,000 [DONATE NOW]

@mohammednasser - $7,802/$41,023 [DONATE NOW]

@aymanayyad1 - $43,712/$50,000 [DONATE NOW]

@abedallhferwanagaza - $14,464/$37,784 [DONATE NOW]

@hane123 - $2,230/$75,568 [DONATE NOW]

@hayanahed - $104,408/$107,953 [DONATE NOW]

@rewaa99 - $7,584/$50,000 [DONATE NOW]

@familyhope3 - $228/$10,797 [DONATE NOW]

@balsamibrahim - $20,657/$107,969 [DONATE NOW]

@twins-zain-yazan - $648/$52,160 [DONATE NOW]

@aboyousef1973 - $3,341/$26,993 [DONATE NOW]

@samahsame - $2,201/$10,000 [DONATE NOW]

@karamrafeek - $52/$143 [DONATE NOW]

@ahmadayman1999 - $715/$38,191 [DONATE NOW]

BONUS: Depending on how much you donate, you will receive a doodle from me! Message me on Tumblr, Newgrounds, or Discord (doodlinacornz) with your donation receipt to verify.

For every $10 donation, I'll draw you a headshot in my experimental lineless style (examples above) These are exclusive to GoFundMe donations, and cannot be purchased as a normal commission.

I will draw anything from animals to people to mechs. Though if you give me a complicated design I will simplify it. Minimum of 2 subjects per piece. For the sake of the fundraiser, I would like to keep illustrations SFW.

I will need a screenshot of your receipt, alongside a link to the fundraiser you have donated to. Example of receipt (GoFundMe will email you this):

Thank you! Again, please consider donating or at least sharing/boosting this post! Every little bit counts to these people's survivals!

balsamibrahim

Thank you so much for this post and for encouraging others to donate to us. This is truly a deeply humanitarian act. All respect, gratitude, and appreciation to you. I hope everyone who donates and shares this wonderful post reaches as many people as possible 🙏💓🇵🇸

DONATE ME 🙏🙏❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

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I genuinely don’t know how I’m supposed to cope with just. Encountering zionists.

I was in an idol server talking about girl groups I liked. And two people started talking about how scary and annoying the bombing is and how they can’t wait to go on vacation after the terrorists are killed. And saying shit like “[jpop idol] will help us beat hamas!” Hello? What world do you live in?

What world do you live in where your heart is not torn open and bleeding? How do you look at the death tolls and think about vacation? Why do you hold up a teen girl celebrity from another country as a symbol of massacre?

At work we have a customer who is notorious for being an issue. Today she emailed in asking if we could ship to Israel. We can’t, we only ship domestic. But I just couldn’t answer her. I couldn’t email back. I had to send it to my boss.

I don’t know anything about her or her politics or her beliefs. But the thought of someone casually sending a $200 gift to Israel without a second thought just kind of broke me. Genuinely what world does she live in. Who is she gifting this home goods product to? Clearly they don’t intend to leave if she’s sending them $200 worth of home decor. What are these peoples lives like?

The weight of an entire genocide is more than one person could ever bear. Are you not torn to pieces trying to carry even a fraction of it? Do you truly feel nothing?

If you feel something at reading all that, please match my $20 donation to Mohammed. He has a beautiful family that he worked so hard for.

My name is Mohammed Alwadiya. I'm from Gaza. I’m a math teacher, I have a … Alyssa Volkmann needs your support for help me save my family fr

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Mohammed is low on funds, please share and donate!

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