We were a family, living in peace, love and warmth. But everything changed when conflict and despair swept through our lives. Living in Gaza means confronting ongoing conflict, struggling against poverty and the lack of basic necessities to live. Life is very difficult, and even the simplest tasks seem impossible. Yet, despite all the chaos and pain, we remained grounded by the warmth of our love and the strength of our spirits.
Even six months ago, everything changed. Our once home turned into a mess and everything we cherished. Since then, we have been lost, clinging to a world of uncertainty and despair. We left our badly damaged home with only a few things. Since then, our lives have been threatened
with every passing minute.
But now, there is no longer a reason to stay in this place full of suffering, where we are deprived of even the most basic and important rights, education, security and peace.
Our hearts hurt because of all this injustice. We were willing to endure anything to keep our family together and provide comfort and care for our father in his time of need.
With each passing day, our despair grows and our burdens grow heavier. We need your help to break the cycle of suffering, rebuild our shattered dreams, pave the way to a better future, and reunite with our family. Your support is not just a lifeline; Rather, it is a beacon of hope in our darkest moments.
Gay weddings from different cultures
haha youll probably see stuff about this fucking snake/his source media from me for a hot second this is your last chance to unfollow/j
🛑🛑Time is running out, my family and children need you. I hope everyone watching the video can imagine themselves in my place in Gaza. I hope everyone stands by me and my family. You will save our lives. Donation Link 👇🇵🇸
Please share the post to save my family🇵🇸
I’m so sick of transandrophobia & enbyphobia istg.
I’m so sick of trans “advocates” leaving transmascs and nonbinary folks like myself out of conversations.
I’m so sick of us ONLY sometimes being brought up in convos when it’s about getting pregnant/the ability to get pregnant, or only being brought up as a “gotcha” in the bathroom debate. By “gotcha” I mean when people say “well, you don’t want transmascs in the women’s, do you?”
I’m sick of talks about abortion & birth control being solely centered around cisgender women when I’m directly affected, too. I’m sick of them being called “women’s rights” when they’re MY rights, too.
I’m sick of people speaking on my chest size like I can control it & I’m sick of transmasc bodies being mocked and policed.
I’m sick of being the first transmasc/nonbinary person most people have met.
I’m sick of the fear mongering around T.
I’m sick of the side effects of T being mocked or treated as “gross.”
I’m sick of being forced into the binary as a “confused trans man” & being told I don’t understand my own gender.
I’m sick of getting tips to “be more feminine” in my transition.
Costume. Chitons.
Previously I set off the great Tumblr cascade of "Not to be a lesbian..." with Nicole the Lumberjill.
I think I may have found the sequel.
[ Gracie Kramer ] [ Corinne Nicewick ]
Smart girls are the fucking best