I (finally) Had A Day Off Work And It Was Only 104 Degrees Outside, So I Decided To Go See That New Fangled

I have zionists in my notes protesting that by sharing these staggering numbers we just want to make israel out to be "the worst" and uhh hear me out, israel has been working overtime to let the whole world see how evil and demonic they are by literally filming themselves committing their heinous crimes and gloating about them publicly... where have u been?? Israel's been advertising being the worst.

🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿

I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.

My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.

But in an instant, it was all gone.

A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.

That was just the beginning.

The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?

We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.

No home.

No food.

No clean water.

No way out.

I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.

I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.

I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.

Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.

Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.

💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚

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Congresswoman Rashida Tlaib submits to the Congressional Record the entire South African genocide case against Israel and makes an impassioned call to Congress to stop funding the ongoing atrocities in Gaza.

please listen..

This is Gaza. 🍉‼️

We are not just under attack — we are trapped in fear, hunger, and desperation.

We live every day not knowing if we’ll survive the next.

We don’t hear silence anymore — only the sounds of drones, bombs, and crying hearts.

There’s barely any food.

Families go days eating nothing but scraps.

Prices are impossible. A piece of bread costs more than what some families earn in a week.

People are getting weaker.

Not from wounds… but from hunger.

We’ve lost homes, safety, and the ability to dream.

We don’t ask for luxuries.

We ask for life — just enough to stay alive.

Your donation could mean a meal.

A blanket..

A moment of safety..

A breath of hope.

Please, don’t look away.

Be part of the mercy we’ve been praying for.

Donate. Share. Help us survive.

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WE WANT A PERMANENT CEASEFIRE NOW

Remember Hind. Remember Reem. Remember all the little boys and girls who are more than mere numbers. They are dreams, humanity's innocence, and most importantly they are not to be forgotten.

i've been thinking about this for way too long

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