Guys I legit lost all my clothes to washer and oil damage I think. It’s just fucked. Smells fecal because it got cooked and it’s organic, pleaseeeee donate so I can have clothes. I barely had any to begin with and I’m deadass scared. I spent weeks abd mkney tryibg but at thus point i have to replace them.
hi im yasha you may have seen my post going around! long story short, i am really really close to securing an apartment with a friend, but i do need another 170$ to pay my part for the first and last month. i'm so so close to getting out but i just don't know where to look, so i'm opening up comms a little earlier than i planned! you can find examples of my work in my art tag (listed in bio) or through my ko-fi!
contact me here on this blog or through my ko-fi dms :) and if you would like to just donate to the cause of me GETTING OUT!! GETTING OUTTTT i would really appreciate that too <3 thank you to everyone!
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My name is Hussam. I am a father, a husband… and I am trying to keep my family alive. 💔
Before the war, we lived a simple, peaceful life in Gaza. My wife and I were raising our six children—four boys, one girl, and our baby daughter who had not yet turned one. Our home was small, but it was full of laughter, warmth, and love. 🏡❤️
Then, in a single moment, everything was gone.
Airstrikes destroyed our home. The walls that once protected my children turned into rubble. I still remember the sound… the fear in their eyes… the way they held onto me as we ran for our lives. I couldn’t take anything with me—only my family. 😢💥
Now, we live in a fragile tent in a refugee camp. ⛺
The cold does not wait. The wind enters from every side. At night, my children cannot sleep—not because of noise, but because of hunger. My baby daughter cries in my arms, and I have nothing to give her. No milk. No warmth. Only empty hands and a broken heart. 🥶👶💔
As a father, this is the deepest pain—to see your children suffer and feel helpless.
Every day is a battle. I search for food. I try to keep our tent standing. I try to protect my children from sickness, fear, and despair. I am doing everything I can… but it is not enough. 😔
I need your help.
I want to be honest with you: during my last fundraising campaign, I was scammed. At a time when we had nothing, we lost even more. It broke me—but I refused to give up on my children. ⚠️💔
Now, I have created a new campaign with the help of a trusted friend, so your support can safely reach my family. I am asking you from my heart—please give us another chance. 🤝
Your help can save my children. 🙏
Even a small donation can mean: 🍞 Food for my hungry children
🍼 Milk for my baby daughter
💊 Medicine when we are sick
🧣 Blankets to survive the cold nights
Please, my friends… do not turn away.
If you cannot donate, please share my story. Your share could reach someone who can help save my family. 📢
Hussam is a father, a husband and a survivor.
From a father who is trying not to lose everything
hai i know i do this all the time but I really need to save up 100$ or at least 40$ for now as soon as possible so im offering flat colored comms for 10$ maybe even doodle pages for 15$ and full colored stuff for 25$... im unable of working on the latter right now but if youre patient w me I will be very grateful but I can do the first 2 things just fine
i can draw about anything if theres something im uncomfortable with ill tell you
recently my tablet stopped working so these will be done in traditional + phone, if you want to donate to me on my kofi I would be very grateful too
Look, it's clear that when you're suffering, you're not allowed anything pleasant, peaceful, or even a little bit of luxury—because people immediately decide that "the situation isn't that bad" and tell you to relax. As if trying to experience simple, normal moments erases the pain and suffering. It's truly infuriating logic.
Guys, no one has looked upon us with compassion since October 7th. Gaza has been relentlessly bombed. Hospitals have been targeted and besieged. Water has been cut off, electricity cut off, food prevented, and people have lived with hunger, thirst, and fear every day. Millions have been forced to flee from place to place, carrying what little life they have left in their hands. And even amidst all this, the world is still debating whether the suffering in Gaza is "real enough." My family and I are suffering greatly and need help. Please donate and share this post.
Guys, please, we need your help, we don't have the money to buy food and medicine, please guys help us and donate to me my last donation a day ago. We're really suffering.
Guys, just €350 to reach 9,500 from your silver, help me and donate, my family is waiting for your help, donate if possible, and don't ignore me, please. You're the only hope.
Guys I'm so hungry I swear I work hard for my family but no one helps or listens to me in just 24 hours 4 donations Why so Please, any donation, even if one euro will help me. please donate I'm so tired sitting in the street for the internet. As a result, no one donates.
In addition to 15-year-old Nour’s ongoing health issues, Nour’s sister Noha recently developed a severe stomach ulcer due to an infection induced by drinking unsanitary water. This ulcer is causing Noha extreme pain and digestive issues, and if it is not treated very soon, will lead to internal bleeding. This ulcer has gone untreated in order to allot more funds for Nour’s ongoing nebulizer treatments, but it has progressed to the point of literally debilitating pain and serious complications. Let’s raise the cost of treatment ASAP so Nour can continue nebulizer treatments and Noha can live her life again!!
Current: $4,439 out of $4,939 usd
Need: $500 usd
Nour is a 15-year-old girl living in a fragile tent in Gaza.
… Zachary Morgan needs your support for Help Nour: A 15-Year-Old Girl with Hea
I am a father of two children 👨👧👦 from Gaza 🇵🇸, currently living through extremely difficult humanitarian conditions after losing my home due to the war 💔, and I am now displaced far from my original place of residence.
Life here is filled with daily challenges 😔, especially when it comes to providing basic needs such as food 🍞, water 💧, and care for my children.
My children are everything I have in this life ❤️, and I am doing my best to provide them with the minimum level of safety and food, but the current situation is very hard, and sometimes I cannot even provide them with a proper meal during the day 🍽️.
I also want to be able to provide my children with their school needs 🎒, such as supplies, stationery ✏️, and basic materials that help them continue their education despite the difficult conditions 📚.
I am only writing this because I have reached a point where I can no longer manage on my own 😞. Therefore, I am asking for help from anyone who is able to support, even with a small amount 💵, as it may help feed my children or ease part of our suffering.
Every contribution, no matter how small, makes a big difference in our lives 🌱. And if you are unable to help financially, sharing this post 📢 could reach someone who can, and that would also be a great support for us.
I still believe there are kind hearts 🤍 that can help in times of need.
Thank you to everyone who read this post 🙏, and thank you to everyone who helps or shares the message.🥹👨👩👧👦