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vote again bc last one was tied (also added juggalo option because i forgot last two polls)

Comrades of Tumblr, I have a myriad of Gaza fundraisers to share, and have been in a thread that will be the pinned message on my profile until further notice.

Right now, I would like to highlight a GoFundMe sponsored by Victoria Beauchamp for Aya Mahmoud and her family. Her situation is urgent, having sent me heartbreaking messages that she alone has 8 people to feed.

You can find her account here: @ayoosh-gaza02

The prices of food in occupied Palestine and the Gaza open-air concentration camp have spiked drastically since the genocide swung to full power in October 2023. A year has passed and Gaza has yet to be freed.

I have nothing left to give right now, but please, if you have anything to give, please direct your funds to here:

gofundme.com

Donate to Helping my family to evacuate from Gaza, organized by Aya Mahmoud

My name is Ayaa from Gaza city, I am a children’s teacher, 24 years old, living wi… Aya Mahmoud needs your support for Helping my family to

Please, even if you can't donate anything, make sure to reblog this post as well. I don't give a shit about the notes, but I do care about more eyes seeing Mahmoud so that this post can pass through more hands that can help.

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"I have to help him out on the computer. It’s funny."

Are you good with technology?

“Not especially. The world around us is always changing, sometimes I find it hard to keep up.”

"I think they mean hot dads."

There needs to be more male leads in romance books like you.

“Widowers who are also single fathers with depression and alcoholism?”

Dear Supporter,

I hope this message finds you and your family in good health. My name is Eman Zaqout from Gaza. I am reaching you out to seek your urgent help in spreading the word about our fundraiser. I lost both my home and my job due to the ongoing genocide in Gaza and we are facing catastrophic living conditions. 💔

I kindly ask you to visit my campaign. Your support, whether through donating or sharing, will help us reach more people who can make a difference. Thank you for your continued support for the Palestinian cause. Your dedication brings us closer to freedom. 🙏🕊

Note: Verified by several people as 90-ghost and aces-and-angels. ☑

https://gofund.me/b141d50f 🔗

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so I am gonna change my account, into a art account, im very sorry rp moots, ill still rp tho, but ill focus on art more cuz an ask account isn’t gonna work out ig, also, my new user is gonna be marzipanne instead of nori rengoku

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juggalo wins!

Nori looked up to see his father offering him a snack. He just gave a nod and sighed. He was planning to go hang out with his friends and probably go do some graffiti but he needed to raise his grade up, or he’d fail and grow up as a failure, and not end up like a good job. But that was just his mind making him anxious again, so he just… laid there in the couch, just looking up in the ceiling thinking how different he is from his family. He was…. So different.

His family was like a normal family like those tv shows while he was just that one weird kid. He liked making his own clothes, it saves money! He’d rather spray paint on the walls than do anything with swords. He’d rather separate his food into equal sections so he’d wouldn’t taste the food all together like a fucking mess!

*Nori came home from school, with a tired expression. Today was… tiring. So many work, walking, chatting, noise, and interaction. Honestly he couldn’t keep up with his younger brother with his grades. Nori envied Senjuro, for being able to talk to people normally, or having good grades, or just being normal. Nori was the opposite of Senjuro. Weird, sucks at school, and unapproachable. It’s… a lonely life and sometimes Nori felt alone.*

With a heavy sigh, Shinjuro had returned to the house from his dojo. He was having a hard time keeping up with all the new students lately, it was exhausting, but he was happy.

He heard the door, signalling the arrival of one of his sons, he approached slowly, cautiously to see who it was before he spotted Nori. He looked at them quietly, worried.

“Welcome home, how was school?”

It was an innocent question, though as he observed his son, he questioned if it was the right one.

“Would you like a snack? Your mother made some ready before she went shopping.”

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