G0ldd1ce - Untitled

This is literally the core of what our fight for liberation means

Her name was Saly, she was five years old. She was like any child, she probably liked to play with her toys, she was probably learning to read, she probably like to spend time with her family and friends.

Maybe she would have been a doctor, or a farmer, or a engineer. Maybe she would have advanced the field of physics or medicine, written a best seller novel or stared in a major movie production; Or she might have had a quieter life, the world might have never known her name, but her friends and family would have and that might have been enough.

But no one will ever know now because Israel took those lives away from her, the tens of thousands of possibles that lay before each child burning like candle lights in cool summer night sniffed out in an instant. A last story shared by thousands of Palestinian children in Gaza.

Concentration camp.

They built a concentration camp.

I don't think words can describe what this other than genocide.

I like how the gap between “Wife?” and “You’re married?” Implies D’arce looked Cahara up and down like ?? you got a wife??

just a little Funger comic. cahara and d'arce briefly discuss their special someones.

p.s. help me get to grad school: https://ko-fi.com/sunnyshea

platforming palestinian joy is just as important as sharing the suffering they're enduring during this genocide. despite continued displacement and bombardment, you cannot steal their joy and spirit. happy birthday to this sweet baby 🖤🇵🇸 may they grow up to see a free palestine