just me and my lipstick against the world
three moods forever
One year gone
One year of killing civilians
One year of bombing hospitals
One year of bombing schools
One year of destroying a whole city
One year of starving people to death
One year of making people leave their homes to live in tents
One year and still the world just watching us dying
One year thousands are missing under the rubble thousands arrested with unknown future
One year of thousands of children lost either one of their parents or both
Thousands lost parts of their bodies
I canβt imagine this will continue for a year
Fuck this world fuck everyone
: ¨·.Β·Β¨ : β ` Β·. π
: ¨·.Β·Β¨ : β ` Β·. if youβre reading this i hope December is gentle to you. i hope your days get better, easier, brighter, happier & more exciting. be patient with yourself & watch how great things get. sending love, please accept
They really did mistake my kindness for weakness
sometimes you just have to say βiβm too pretty for thisβ and move on
My name is Hala, from Deir al-Balah, Gaza. I live with my four children, Abdul, Jaber, Mohammed, and Lian, and my mother-in-law, in a never-ending nightmare. Our home was bombed, and everything we had turned to ashes. Now, we live in a burnt house, with no safety or hope.
My husband, Adham, is stuck in Egypt, and I face this torment alone. My children suffer from hunger and illness, and we have nothing to protect them. Life here is unbearably difficult; every day is a struggle for survival.
I urgently need your help to raise $35,000 so we can escape, as each person requires $5,000. This money isnβt just numbers; itβs our hope for a new life away from pain and suffering. We are human beings who deserve to live, so please donβt let us drown in this nightmare.
Help us, as we are in desperate need of your support.
Λ γγγ . β§γγ γγΛ γγγ . β§γγγ . γγ. β§Welcome to my blog πΛβ.
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