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URGENT HELP 🚨
Hello, I'm Ola, a graduate student from the faculty of science - Al-Azhar University in Gaza Palestine. I truly appreciate you taking a moment to read my story. As you reading my message, myself and my family, “my mother, father, three sisters, and my little brother,” are fighting death in northern Gaza and trying to survive under all kinds of suffering including but not limited to destruction, fear, and instability, starvation, thirst, and poverty.
For nine months until now, we have been struggling to get proper food after prices increased by 15 to 20 times, struggling to have clean water for use and drinking. We lacked security and stability as we were forced to evacuate our house and left everything behind. Then we had to move at least three times since every new area we seek refuge to gets bombed.
I sincerely hope you can empathize with our dire situation and consider supporting us. You can follow me to make sure I am not a scammer and to inquire about any details. Your generosity has the power to make a significant difference.
Please donate and/or replog 🥺🙏🇵🇸
@rinnie @sweetoothgirl @palestine @nabulsi @el-shab-hussein @northgazaupdates @sar-soor
Plea for Safety: A Cry from the Heart of Gaza
In its eighth month, Gaza appears defeated, trapped between walls of destruction and the cries of children. It is enveloped in deep sorrow, gripped by constant fear, and its walls speak a language of muffled screams. War is harsh. 😢
How can I protect my mother and siblings from this hell? How can I get them out of the horrors of war and bring them back to safety? My heart bleeds with indescribable pain, and my eyes see the scenes of suffering my people endure in this shattered land. 💔
My mother is the light that guides me through the darkest nights. How can war extinguish this light? How can my heart be at peace when it fears for the safety of those I love? I want them to be well, I want them to be safe, but war takes without mercy and destroys without pity. 😔
I want to get them out of this hell. I want to see them well. Please help me save my mother, my father, and my siblings. 🙏
Imagine this is your mother. How would you feel? 😭
will pause posting until the 28th for the global strike, in this time i highly encourage you educate yourself and amplify palestinian voices, share resources and keep boycotting since now it is especially important.
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If for whatever reason you cannot participate in the strike from work or school, here are ways to still protest: (via Call2ActionNow on Instagram)
Hello 👋
VETTED BY @nabulsi and @irhabiya and Many
Thanks for all support ❤️🇵🇸
When I look at my children today, I see questions in their eyes that I cannot answer. Before the war, our lives were full of hope and dreams. We had a warm home, opportunities to work and study, and children who played and laughed.
Today, getting clean water is a daily battle. We search for every drop with longing to quench our children's thirst. My children, Zeina, Eileen, Yamen, and our little one who was born amidst this devastation, suffer from water scarcity and constant displacement.
In addition to the children's suffering, I am now facing a serious health issue. I have a herniated disc in the fourth and fifth vertebrae, making movement and daily tasks very challenging. In these circumstances, it has become difficult to provide the basics for my children, let alone the medical care I need.
We live in constant fear, searching for safety, but there is no safe place. We desperately need your support and assistance. Please share our story and help us in any way possible, whether through donations or spreading our message. Every contribution, no matter how small, can make a big difference in our lives.
Help us live with dignity and give our children a chance for a better future.🇵🇸🌷🍉🙏❤️
#Gaza #ChildrenInWar #Help #Humanitarian #Donate
The Story of Salahaldin Ahmad Khalil Hor and His Family: A Journey of Struggle and Hope
Hello everyone
I am Salahaldin Ahmad Khalil Hor, 38 years old, and a father of three daughters. My life and the lives of my family have changed drastically because of the war, and I am writing to you today hoping for your support and assistance during this difficult time.
My Family
My family consists of five members: my wife, Sundus (34 years old), and my daughters, Maria (10 years old), Farah (8 years old), and Maryam (3 years old). We used to live a simple life filled with hope and ambition.
The Beginning of the Crisis
When the war broke out, we had to leave our home in the north. The family was split, with half of us staying in the north, suffering from famine and displacement, while the other half moved to the south. But even in the south, we were not safe. The house we sought refuge in was bombed, and Maria and Maryam were injured by shrapnel.
Daily Challenges
I studied accounting and obtained a master's degree in accounting and finance, aiming to advance my career and achieve my personal aspirations. However, the war prevented me from completing my thesis and destroyed my dreams of development. Our home was completely destroyed due to this brutal war. I lived in Belgium for six months, but I chose to return voluntarily to be with my daughters and not leave them alone in this ordeal.
hope and Prayer
Now, I am searching for a shelter for my family and me. My greatest wish is to reunite with my daughters and wife and start a new life together. We seek your help to overcome this ordeal and return to our normal lives. We need your support to provide medical care for our family members, continue our education, and build a better future.
A Call to Humanity
Please, I need to raise the necessary funds to leave the country and save my small family. Your support will be the hope we need to start anew, far from war and destruction. Any help you can offer, whether financial or moral, will make a significant difference in our lives. We ask you to share our story and help us raise the funds needed to evacuate to a safe place and find peace.
From the depths of our hearts, we thank you for any support you provide. We will never forget your kindness and generosity in these difficult times.
Thank you,
Salahaldin Ahmad Khalil Hor
I'm Nour Alanqar, and reaching out to you during a time of unimaginable hardship. I am 26 years old, married to Ashraf Ismail, who is 32, and together we have three beautiful children: Hussein, 6, Rajaa, 5, and Youssef, just 10 months old. Our lives have been turned upside down by the devastating war in Gaza, and we desperately need your help.
My daughter Rajaa is a radiant beam of sunshine, bringing boundless joy, warmth, and love to everyone she meets.
On a dark night at the beginning of the war, our area was subjected to massive bombing. The explosions reached our home, forcing us to flee into the night, running amidst periodic explosions and searching for survival. We made our way to southern Gaza by morning, seeking refuge in Rafah.
This is our home, filled with our memories and moments of joy and happiness, now reduced to rubble. Its destruction shattered our hearts.
In Rafah, we found shelter in a crowded warehouse filled with strangers, all of us struggling to find basic necessities like food, water, safety, and cleanliness. Despite these challenges, we were again hit by direct bombardment. My husband was injured in the shoulder, and the scene around us was filled with blood and corpses. The cries of my children in those moments still echo in my head.
A fragment of what it once was, and now, what it has become.
We moved several times to places described as safe, only to face new tragedies. During this period, my precious daughter Raja contracted hepatitis, adding to our suffering.
It was incredibly difficult for me to endure these disasters, especially as I was in the process of giving birth. Youssef was deprived of proper breastfeeding and the necessary nutrition for his age. Hussein's right to education and a safe childhood have been cruelly taken from him.
My baby Youssef, whom I clung to throughout the war, running with him through the rubble of shattered homes to escape.
At an age when Hussein should have been enjoying his childhood, all his rights were taken away from him.
Our situation is dire, and we need your support to rebuild our lives and provide a future for our children. Your kindness and generosity can make a profound difference. Your contributions will help us secure safe shelter, access to medical care, and the basic necessities of life.
Please, consider helping us during this critical time. Every donation, no matter the size, brings us one step closer to safety, stability, and a chance to rebuild our lives.
Greetings everyone,
Please save what's left of my family
I always dreamed of visiting my wonderful and beautiful family, reliving my memories in our simple home, and enjoying the warmth of my family's laughter and my amazing siblings. I was so happy to welcome my parents, my siblings, and their children. I was eager to see my room where I spent many years and our modest, simple house. But this dream never came true; it was not meant to be.
I am Mahmoud Saleh, and everything I waited and wished for faded like a passing dream. I lost many family members, starting with my dear father, who always supported me, and my niece and nephew. My cherished memories vanished with the demolition of our beautiful, simple home, and the rest of my family being displaced to a tent.
Now, I ask you, with hope in your compassionate hearts, to save what remains of my family, in the hope that I can reunite with them and ensure their peaceful and safe lives. I plead with you, with all my hope, to look at my family with mercy and respond to this call to save my family from pain and suffering.
Every plea I make is a call for hope and humanity, hoping that your hearts have room for compassion for hearts that loved and were hurt by separation. Help me achieve my simple dream: to see my family living in safety and peace, and to rebuild our memories amidst the laughter and warmth that once united us.
@sayruq @sar-soor @nabulsi @blackpearlblast @fairuzfan @pcktknife
Please donate if you can and share our story widely as you're able to🙏🙏
As autumn leaves scatter, the leaves of our memories scatter here and there, carrying with them the cells of time, the words of thoughts, and human emotions. Once upon a time, we grew and matured, we dreamed and aspired, we lived in pleasure, and suffered pain. We experienced desire and ventured into the fields of work.
Now, our dreams have stopped, and our ambitions have dissipated. Our vast and wide hopes have shrunk into small and narrow spaces. From the expansive space... to an unknown world. Today, we lament our youth lost to war, and mourn the days that go to waste. I am overwhelmed now by feelings of boredom, weakness, and helplessness, escaping from our present to our past, and from our future to our past.
When will we be able to live our present moment with hope? Will we be able to turn the days of war into memories and scenes we can accept?
The feelings of departure are painful, sad, and lonely, making the heart throb and the eyes tear up. But when it is a departure from pain and sorrow, from a narrow prison, from long-lasting deprivation, to a long-awaited beloved, to a spacious world where there is no oppression, no harm, no worry, and no trouble... do not be surprised by how one perished, but rather marvel at how one survived in a moment of weakness and pain, my friend.
Just like my family, torn apart by the brutal war, which cruelly claimed my father and did not stop until it took my niece and my sister’s daughter, both with innocent souls... until it reached the point of destroying their home and memories completely. They are now homeless and without support, and the innocent souls have disappeared and left the place. They now live in displacement camps that carry nothing but suffering and torment in their name.
I, Mahmoud Saleh, appeal to you to look upon my torn and displaced family with mercy, and grant them the chance to continue their lives in peace. I stand before these compassionate hearts to help what remains of my family and provide them with a better living, so they may enjoy safety and peace.
@bilal-salah0
Waiting in endless lines to secure some food or water, fending off disease-carrying insects, and enduring the suffocating summer heat in a makeshift tent; This is what our children's lives have been reduced to.
My family is still trapped in Gaza going through unbearable levels of hardship, completely cut off from the world, malnourished, thirsty and exhausted, and still in mortal danger every minute of every day.
The last airstrike that targeted the camps in Mawassi khan Yunis hit almost near their tent. They barely made it. My heart sank when I heard of the attack and I started frantically calling everyone but none of them answered. Fortunately, my brother later called and said they miraculously survived but it could have been worse. The sound of the bombing was so close; the babies and the kids started crying. Omar was shivering from fear. I was relieved that they had survived but I kept asking myself.
What if they don't next time?! What will become of them if the borders are not opened soon enough?!
Will our babies become numbers and statistics on phone screens?!
Please help me look after them and keep them as safe as possible until they get the chance to evacuate 🙏
we have currently reached €60,837 out of €70,000 our aim.
I truly believe we can make it and achieve our goal thanks to your generosity.
Please keep donating and reblogging. Every single contribution is crucial to my family's very survival!
In one of the simple neighborhoods, a little girl lived with her family. She dreamed of a beautiful life full of colors and laughter. She dreamed of going to school every day, playing with her friends in the parks, and building a bright future
But war was looming on the horizon, destroying everything it touched. One morning, my daughter woke up to the sounds of shelling and explosions. Fear resided in every corner of our humble home. Despite all this, my daughter is trying to stay strong, helping me prepare food for our family. She sat next to the stove, carefully placing the wood and watching the burning fire, her tears falling silently down her cheeks
The dream that filled her heart with happiness gradually began to fade, to be replaced by fear and sadness. My child was trying hard to hold on to a glimmer of hope, but she was aware that the war was robbing her of her childhood and dreams. With every piece of wood she put in the fire, she felt more heaviness in her heart. She wished that life would return to normal, if only for a moment, so that she could live as children live in other parts of the world, far from the sound of cannons and the pain of separation. Save my children by supporting me and spreading my campaign
https://gofund.me/2946907d
This is the fourth departure. I miss you, my children. May God protect you. I am afraid that we will not meet 😭🇵🇸🌹
"Voting third party does no harm—"
If we lose so much as 11% of the votes to third party votes, Trump wins and Project 2025 plays out.
Source.
In case you didn't know, Project 2025 is the Republican Party's nightmarish dystopian and genocidal 920-page plan for the first 180 days of Trump's second term reign (the Supreme Court has now granted absolute immunity to presidents; Trump will be effectively a tyrannical monarch).
Note: Read Project 2025 here.
Third votes are doubly useless for another reason: there are too many third party candidates and none of them are known well enough to have a chance in hell to win.
Voting third party as things are helps no one but the Republicans.
It is as helpful as abstaining from voting, which is to say not at all.
Please, for the love of god and democracy, vote blue up and down the ballot!
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OKAY GOD DAMN. TAKE YOUR FUCKING WALLTER I GUESS. FUCK. SEE IF I CARE. UGH.
shut the FUCK UP
i hate these fucking gay people i cant wait for pride month to END!!!
RED ALERT - STOP SCROLLING AND REBLOG IMMEDIATELY, REGARDLESS OF WHAT YOUR BLOG IS ABOUT
KOSA COULD BE VOTED ON IN THE SENATE VERY SOON!
IF YOU ARE A MINOR, YOUR TUMBLR ACCOUNT COULD BE AT RISK!
TAG EVERYONE YOU KNOW. DO WHATEVER YOU CAN TO HELP.
CALL. YOUR. SENATORS.
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@holisticdetective42
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Posted May 18, 2024.
Hey, uhh Since it's Pride Month, I want to talk about an important thing. As you might know, I live in Russia. And since I'm queer… It's some sort of hell, to be honest. If you didn't know, in this country:
"LGBT movement" is an extremist organization
Any queer symbolic is banned, counts as "propaganda" and wearing it is a literal crime
Transition is fully banned both medically and legally
There is a possibility of conversion therapy returning
And most of the people are extremely queerphobic and unsupportive
I personally am in closet IRL, and probably always will be. I can't even get any help, and a lot of other queer people can't get it, too. But you can help at least the ones who has a chance to be saved.
Sites where you can donate (thanks to this post):
Queer Svit - https://queersvit.taplink.ws/ helping LGBTQ+ and BIPOC аffected by the war and political repressions
Center-T - https://centre-t.com/english helping transgender people in Russia
КилькоТ-Действие - https://boosty.to/kilkota
Delo LGBT+ - https://www.delo.lgbt/ || https://boosty.to/delolgbt
Stop for a while. do not cross . My name is Amna from Gaza. We lost everything, home, dreams, and everything that gives life. My children are living in bad conditions. I ask you to help me for the sake of my children, for the sake of humanity. Those who cannot donate can share the post and link
@occupationsurfer @northgazaupdates @nabulsi @elierlick @evelyn-art-05 @soon-palestine @fairuzfan @bibyebae @riding-with-the-wild-hunt
corporations with fuck-you money like disney, target, and absolut vodka make big bucks selling their overpriced garbage with the orange&pink lesbian flag on it but the person who made it is currently HOMELESS.
update 2/may/2023
since i made this post people have tried to argue on it in some really disgusting ways honestly and it's shown me that a lot of you don't actually care about protecting your community. in the meantime emily is still begging just to get by every moth. they have a place now but are always short on money for rides, meds, rent, and other bills.
give your money to emily gwen.
this year while we all celebrate pride month and celebrate ourselves as well as those who came before us and paved the way for us to do so, we must also think of those in gaza, queer or not, who live every day under a brutal occupation and don’t have that same privilege. happy pride, and may we see a free palestine in this lifetime.
