In Gaza, we are screaming for help β but the world feels silent. ππ
This image shows exactly what it feels like: we are begging, crying, shoutingβ¦
I am a mother π©βπ¦. My husband and my child were injured in Israeli airstrikes π. Now my son is lying in a hospital bed, in pain π’.
He urgently needs medical care π₯ and healthy food π² β things we no longer have in Gaza.
I am trying to raise enough money π΅ to get him out of Gaza for life-saving treatment βοΈ. Please β donβt scroll past. Help me. Help my son. β€οΈβπ©Ή
πΈ Donate if you can. π’ Share if you canβt. π€ But please, donβt stay silent.
β οΈMy campaign is vetted by el-shab-hussein& Nabulsi's, my number verified on the list is ( #355)β οΈ π
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Turning scars into art...So we can wear them, beautifully...
Odes to Myself - Poetricismic -
Charlie and his guitar
apologies are pointless to me now. change your ways or get the fuck outta my way.
Chris Burden. βPrelude to 220, or 110β. Still from Performance. 1971.
What type of Snake is it π³
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