One Day at a Time 🙏💙
It’s hard to describe what it feels like to lose everything. To wake up and realize your entire life has been erased.
But here we are—$1,580 raised so far.
It’s a small step in a long journey, but it proves that there are still people who care. That hope isn’t completely gone.
💙 Please, if you can, help us move forward. Every share, every donation, every kind word helps us hold on.
🙏 If this post reaches you at the wrong time or feels intrusive, I sincerely apologize please ignore it .
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From the bottom of my heart, thank you. ❤️
crawling out of august covered in blood
i refuse to let glorifying violence and infantilizing kindness be the norm. kindness requires a strength of character and purpose that brutality can only dream of.
it's the last day you can rb this
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I never thought I’d hear my child ask me, “Mama, are we next?” But here we are.
In Gaza, survival is not guaranteed. Hospitals are gone. Medicine is rare. Clean water is a privilege. But through all the pain, we still believe in kindness.
What We Need to Start Again:
💔 $5,000 for the father.
💔 $5,000 for the mother.
💔 $2,500 for Khaled.
💔 $2,500 for Intesar.
📌 The rest is for the basics of life—shelter, food, and safety.
If you can donate or share, you’re giving us more than money. You’re giving us hope.
💙 Donate here:
Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.
And I Hope You Live
A place to keep my personal art. Expect landscapes, portraits, and feelings-turned-illustrations, with rambles on trying to figure out how to be alive.
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