By ‘DMs Open’ what I really mean is that I’m in desperate need of a social life and want to connect with other people in the communities and fan bases I find myself in, but I’m too anxious to start a conversation with anyone first, and I worry that if I were to just text out of he blue the person I’m messaging may think I’m weird or a creep, and I know that I’d be on-and-off in terms of availability and emotional connection anyway, and it’s not like I’m especially funny or charming and my texts are mediocre at best, but I really want to talk to people, only, wanting that makes me feel guilty because it feels like I’m treating the concept of ‘conversation’ as a commodity and novelty rather than thinking of the conversation itself as one, and speaking of conversation there is a lot of lack-there-of on my part and I really want to apologize to people for that but I don’t want to really burden them with an apology or ruin the mood with it, so I end up straying away, spiritually ghosting them mid-text and then go without any meaningful social interaction for a month or few until I get the sudden itching urge to literally individually text everyone I know of to see if any want to be my friends, and I feel bad knowing that I’ll lose interest in conversating in a couple weeks anyway so what’s the point, and it all loops around and then I feel bad ’cause I realize that I’m ‘accidentally’ love-bombing everyone except it’s not really an accident because I already knew this would happen, and then I feel even more terrible, then proceed to feel terrible about feeling terrible, but I still want friends, only, the last message I got was from a year ago and suddenly appearing back out of the blue to reconnect and then probably eventually gradually ghosting them is a terrible idea and they’ll probably think I’m a creep, and I’m probably overthinking this but human nature is wanting to meet and talk to people, even if it only happens sporadically when a white, three-legged calf is born under the red moon in Botswana or something, and I still want to talk but I don’t because I don’t wanna ruin anyone’s day or life or have them miss me if we somehow connect and I go and do my little antisocial bit, but I still wanna talk and AAAAAAAAAAAAA anyways, DMs are open B)
The US-backed terrorist state of Israel killed Palestinian chef and co-founder of the Gaza Soup Kitchen, Mahmoud al-Madhoun.
Mahmoud was able to feed over 3,000 Palestinian civilians a day through the genocide.
Let's keep giving it all we've got for the Gaza Soup Kitchen. Israel has repeatedly targeted and killed those who have given service to the Gaza community.
Donate as much as you can or if you're unable to, share this post so it reaches more people! Any amount, even a dollar, can help the heroes of the Gaza Soup Kitchen to feed the people of Gaza.
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gofundme for the family
DONT SKIP🚨🇵🇸
Hello, my name is Jaber Mohammad Al-Dahdouh. I’m 13 years old, and I’m sharing my story of how war has taken everything from my family and me 💔😔.
I grew up in northern Gaza, where we lived a life of comfort and love 💖🏠, all thanks to my mother, Maysaa ❤️, who has a heart condition 💔, and my father, who worked hard to provide a bright future for us 🌟👨👩👧👦. My siblings—Shabaan, Hanan, Ahmed, and my youngest sister Ameera, our little darling 👧💖—were my closest friends, and we shared dreams 🌈, laughter 😂, and plans for a life full of hope 🌅✨.
I was a student 📚 at the Rosary Sisters School, part of the Union of Churches. My school meant so much to me; it was more than a building 🏫. It was my second home 🏡, a place where I felt safe and happy 😊💛, surrounded by friends and childhood laughter 👦👧💫.
But in a single moment, our lives were turned upside down 💔😢. The war destroyed our home 🏠💥 and my beloved school 🏫💔, and we were forced to flee south under heavy bombing 💣💥💨. We took refuge in the Nuseirat area, hoping to find safety 🤲. Yet even there, we were not spared; fighter jets bombed ✈️💥 the very place where we had sought shelter. I witnessed family members being taken from us in that attack 🕊️😭.
I share my story today as a child who has lost almost everything: my home 🏠💔, my school 🏫🌪️, family members 👨👩👧👦🕊️, and even my dreams 🌠. I am reaching out not only to share the pain 💔 but to search for a glimmer of hope 🌄 to help rebuild our lives.
I humbly ask for your support 🤲💖 to help me and my family through this tragedy 🕊️. My mother, Maysaa, is unwell with a heart condition 💔, and my remaining siblings and I need your support to rebuild from the devastation 🌈🌟. Your donations could be the only chance to restore a part of our hope 🕯️💖 and enable me to build a new future from the rubble 🏡✨.
Thank you for your kindness and support ❤️🙏🌷.
Oscar Wilde // Franz Kafka
veiled in the wilds
flavourful illustration of Lotte with her cloak that lets her shapeshift into animals.
Hello...My name is Mohammad Dawood, I’m 18 years old, and I’m from Gaza.
Like every family here, mine lived a simple life full of daily challenges, but we always found a way to livece. That was until the recent war, which left us with nothing but painful memories.
During those dark days, we lived in constant fear. Every night, we would hear the sounds of bombs getting closer, and the drone of planes overhead never ceased. We huddled together in a small corner of our old house, praying to survive. My younger siblings' eyes were filled with tears and terror. One night, the worst happened. A sudden missile strike tore through our home and shattered our dreams. Thankfully, every member of my family survived, but we lost everything we owned.
My father, Nabeel, who worked tirelessly to provide for us, lost his workshop in the bombing. I also lost my small job, which helped support our large family. All the savings we had quickly ran out, and we found ourselves homeless.
We were relocated to an unfinished school in Gaza. This school is not fit for human habitation. There is no roof to protect us from the rain or the heat, no clean water to drink, and we live in inhumane conditions. The children can't attend school because theirs was destroyed, and even the simplest things, like a peaceful night’s sleep, have become a luxury we can no longer afford.
My brother Youssef, who is 12, cannot sleep at night because of the sounds of explosions that still haunt him. My little sister Hala, who is only 6, asks me every day, “When are we going back to our home?” and I have no answer for her. My youngest brother Mahmoud, who is 3, no longer knows what it means to play or laugh. The war has robbed them of their childhood and taken everything from us.
My mother Suha tries to remain strong, but we all know how exhausted she is. Every day we wake up to the same nightmare, not knowing when this suffering will end. We live without security, without a clear future. Life here is filled with fear and uncertainty.
We are now in desperate need of help. We need to build a new home, to provide a safe haven for my siblings and my family, to have a chance to live with dignity. Your support can restore the hope we lost and give us a new chance at life.
Your donation, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in our lives. Help us overcome this hardship and build a better future..
An update on Bilal's situation
Hello everyone. This is Dennis, the person who's been promoting Bilal's fundraiser since August.
Bilal (@belalgaza2 , formerly @/shadowyavenuetaco) moved to Egypt on day 150 of the occupation (March 6th, 2024) along with some of his family members. His whole family did not come with him, though. For example, his uncle Mohammed (whose fundraiser you can find here) had to stay behind.
While Bilal is not in imminent danger, he still needs our help. You can't deprive someone of water after rescuing them from the desert.
If you're worried about the veridicity of this fundraiser, fear not; it has been vetted by 90-ghost (here).
If you can, donate, and if you cannot, please share with those who can.
£11,300/£50,000
EDIT: Bilal also asked me to promote his aunt's fundraiser, which I will link here;
This fundraiser is EXTREMELY LOW, and it needs urgent funding.
273CAD/50,000CAD
The conversion rates (if you use USD);
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Thank you for your small support for my family and my wife, as we were able to purchase some treatments. She received iron and her condition improved slightly, and her blood level rose from 8.7 to 9.7, but she needs more treatment so that she does not suffer from bleeding at birth.
🚨We also need to buy healthy food, which is available in the markets at exorbitant prices. For example, a kilo of apples costs 20€. Everything is expensive and we cannot buy it because we have no other source of income. We depend on canned foods, which are very harmful to pregnant women, such as only beans and peas. We even miss flour. Its price has become 100€. I ask you to donate to me via the link, because any small donation means a lot to us so that we can buy what my family needs.
https://gofund.me/fdbf5f1a
🍉Because of the tent and the cold weather🤧🤒🤕 My child Azad suffers from gastroenteritis and high temperature, and his condition is very bad and difficult.
I need your donation to buy curtains and wood because their prices have become double than before for our tent to protect my children and my soon-to-be-born wife from the cold and winter that has invaded our tent.
Help us to live, help us to dream of a better future, because every hand extended to us today gives us a new chance at life.
Thank you in advance for every donation, no matter how small, it makes a big difference for us 🇵🇸🍉❤️🩹🙏
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Hello, I am Tareq from Gaza Iam trying save my famliy from the genocide happening here. I ask for your help in spreading my story and donating if you can contribute anything, no matter how small.Please don,t forget to sharethe latest post from my page and follow my account to help spread the story to the world. Thank you.
htps://gofund.me/481656bc
EVERYONE ^^
The ceasefire in Gaza has begun, and thank God we are still alive and well.
Thanks to your generous support, we have been able to get through these difficult times.
Your help was not just financial, it was a life-saving gift for our family.
There is not much time left for our campaign, and if you can contribute again, it will make a huge difference in accelerating our journey to safety. Your contribution may also inspire others to donate, helping us reach our goal faster.
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