As Pride Month Begins, Let Us Not Forget Our Palestinian Brothers And Sisters.

The Good Place season one: Haha, what if someone was sent to heaven by accident and had to pretend to be a good person!

The Good Place by the end: Morality cannot be measured in a vacuum. While people should be held accountable for their actions, people are a product of their environment and the results of our actions are often beyond our control. Bad people can improve when they loved and supported. Also, the reality of death is essential to the enjoyment of life.

"B-but Palestinians can get their freedom with peace not violence 🥺🥺" no. Screw your feelings. The armed resistance against colonizers and murderers is what will give Palestinians their freedom and what will eventually achieve real peace.

An enemy that bombs and uses white phosphorus against civilians doesn't know nor practice what your broken moral compass describes as "peace". Freedom was proven throughout history not to be achieved through kneeling and asking the oppressor to kindly stop. Freedom needs to be taken by force. Your little Utopian way of thinking doesn't work in the real world. Your feelings don't matter because you're not the one living under occupation. Your feelings don't matter because you're not one of the thousands of children who lost their limbs. You're not one of the children who became orphans due to this genocide. You're not the mother who lost her child to the carpet bombing. You're not the father carrying the remains of your child in plastic bags. You're not the newlywed woman who lost her husband. You're not the one at risk of either getting killed any second or losing your loved ones in the blink of an eye!

"Peace" is not really a thing you see during a live ethnic cleansing!

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All the positive words cannot express how generous you are, especially in sharing my posts to inform other donors about the people of Gaza who are still suffering from the terrible conditions caused by the unjust war on Gaza!

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Thank you from the bottom of my heart for the support you are giving to help Palestinian families stay safe and alive. ✌✌

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We collect such donations to provide the minimum basic needs of life and help find safety and peace for young children who do not deserve to live in such horrific situations. Thanks to your contribution, my family is slowly approaching 1/2 of the way to reach the goal. Every form of your help makes a difference to the free people who have been struggling and paying so much for almost 305 hard days

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Please continue to support the most just cause in the world either by donating directly or by sharing the link to let others know. Don't hesitate to help people in difficult and miserable times until the dark days are over.

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I feel like this should go without saying, but: Non-Muslims and Non-Jews can and should reblog posts about the upticks in antisemitism and islamophobia and how scared Jewish ppl and Muslim ppl are right now. If nothing else, it's an easy thing to do to spread awareness. But it also signals "hey, I'm listening, I promise" which is not something any of us are confident any of y'all are doing.

i'm sorry but this man's character has given me the worst case of brainrot ffs

sorry for the shit quality lol

currently at £3, 780 / £50, 000 (02/09/24)

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I am Bilal from Gaza. I have experienced many hardships since the beginning of displacement within my country. When the danger for us increased, we moved from place to place in search of safety, but we did not leave Gaza. We took refuge in the south after a long suffering of 150 days, where destruction and exhaustion were our companions at every step.

With great difficulty, some members of my family and I were able to leave for Egypt. Getting here was a safe stop, but the journey was far from over. Our hearts are still in Gaza, where we left behind our loved ones and most of our family amidst difficult circumstances.

We did everything we had to leave Gaza, but the challenges did not end here. We are now struggling to obtain residency in Egypt and everything seems expensive and costly, even the basics of living. Despite all this, we are trying to adapt to the situation, hoping to find the stability we seek, and our hearts remain attached to the homeland and to our people who are still there.

In these difficult circumstances, I hope to receive your support through the GoFundMe donation campaign. Every contribution, however small, helps me and my family to overcome this difficult stage and cover our basic needs until we settle in a safe place. Your support means a lot to us and represents a ray of hope in this difficult journey😔

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also if there's anyone who have watched it & curious abt the opening song, it's OMOIDE by suzuki tsunekichi

the midnight diner is like. here are a bunch of people with less than perfect lives. we're going to show you how they go through hardships and sometimes sad bitter or bittersweet endings. and even after their stories are done they will still appear in other people's stories because at the end of the day their lives kept moving despite not being perfect and that's alright. and we're going to make you think about what life and happiness really mean through their stories and you're going to realize that even if things are bad or you don't have what you wished you'd have you can still be happy with the semi-strangers around you that have similar hardships as yours. because the most basic things human use as comfort is food. and little things like a warm meal will mean everything to you when you really need them. and these people will learn to accept what they have even when its not perfect or exactly what they wanted and no matter what's happening in their lives they'll still find themselves coming back to the midnight diner to see familiar faces and chat with the nameless man that fed them when they most needed it. and you're going to cry at the end of every episode

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.

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