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 ^^
you know, it kind of irks me that tommy told wilbur that he didn’t get a grave. because he did.
when phil traveled the long, winding rabbit trails that led to techno’s arctic home, he left footprints in the snow that traced the frozen earth in looping cursive letters in the way a lost man wanders - and that was a grave.
when tubbo laid the stone foundations of snowchester’s nuclear storage facility, he carved a plateau out of the cliffs, which looked out over the sea from the highest point on the island. he could see birds below him tracing their dark shapes through the rolling fog - and that was a grave.
when niki wore wilbur’s old trench coat, it was muddy and torn and rusted red around the chest where he had been shot and stabbed and brutalized by explosions. she mended each hole with the careful precision with which she had sewn his flag - and that was a grave.
when fundy threw his father’s hat into the sea, he heaved a sob and fell to his knees, and he dug his fingers into the thin, dry seagrass until it fell in shredded piles at his sides. the sand was all he knew as it made raw the skin on his palms - and that was a grave.
so when tommy tore the patches from his jacket, when he sealed the entrance to pogtopia, when he set wilbur’s old guitar in the empty dockmaster’s house as finely tuned as he could make it, when he looked ghostbur in the eyes and didn’t flinch, didn’t waver, didn’t cry until he sat on his bloodied bedsheets and gripped the cloth in a white-knuckle grip and screamed until his voice gave out - that was a grave. that was wilbur’s grave.
i like clicking buttons too but i am asking you to actually pay attention to things that matter even if you don't have a fun poll to engage with. it's ridiculous how inventive people have to get to entertain tumblr userbase enough for you to reblog fundraisers nowadays.
donate to mahmoud ( @ma7moudgaza2 ). his fundraiser slowed down significantly again, once the polls in the promo posts expired. he's currently at $19,794 USD raised of the temporary $20,000 goal. it is a verified, trusted campaign.
@buttercuparry @feluka @appsa tagging you for reach! thank you
Hi palestine supporters 🇵🇸
I am Shima from Gaza,
Hope my message finds you well..
I’m simply don’t want to die, I want to live I want to give my children a better life. Help me to escape from Gaza❗️❗️
My home, along with all my cherished memories and dreams, was destroyed. Now, homeless, I struggle to find a safe place for my children.
Our situation is indescribable. the hopelessness of being unable to protect my family, and the desperation of not being able to provide for my children weigh heavily on me.
Please share, repost or donate to my family Please do not ignore my message 🙏🏻🍉🍉
Your donations are important for our survival
: https://gofund.me/b0450bfb
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
🚨 Stop, please don't skip✋
🇵🇸Help me family🙏😭
Hello there!
Thanks everyone
Give me your attention.
Please read this as if i were a member of your family. Maybe your sister, your daughter or your friend. As if my family who is going through difficult circumstances is your family.
Hello, I'm Ola, a graduate student from the faculty of science - Al-Azhar University in G@za P@lestine. I truly appreciate you taking a moment to read my story. As you reading my message, myself and my family, “my mother, father, three sisters, and my little brother,” are trying to survive under all kinds of suffering including but not limited to fear, instability, and starvation, thirst, and poverty in northern G@za.
After 448 days of suffering, I am writing to you today with a heavy heart, in desperate need of your help. I cannot describe how harsh the situation we are living in is. My family is suffering from the biting cold of winter, and we are facing a severe shortage of food and clothing. Every day feels like a lifetime, and every moment makes me feel helpless and hopeless. 💔
After the prices went up so crazy, I created this campaign to help my family provide food, water and essential needs. I know for sure that you can't help all families that want your help but at least you can help those who come across your life.
Every simple thing makes a difference in changing the situation we are in. So please don't hesitate to help us 🙏💔
@90-ghost here, @northgazaupdates here, and @el-shab-hussien and @nabulsi 's spreadsheet of vetted campaigns #205.
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they shadowbanned alaa again. this is at least the tenth time this has happened. tumblr doesn't respond her to her appeals and deletes her accounts. this is fucking vile. keep donating to her fundraiser. [verified]
why are people making angsty c!tommy headcanons about c!wilbur smoking when instead you can imagine the numerous ridiculous things that tommy must have done to get wilbur to stop
wilbur, walking in: hi t-
tommy, who has covered the place in ‘No Smoking Signs’: hi wilbur (:
one day wilbur goes to grab a cigarette and instead finds a bunch of lollipops. he goes to grab some others and finds a 64 pack of crayola crayons. tommy has replaced all of the ones he has with increasingly ridiculous items. at one point wilbur goes to grab a cigarette and instead finds an entire rubber goose.
at one point after wilbur’s revival tommy bribes everyone into putting up ‘No Smoking’ signs with anti-smoking hotlines on them
wilbur, trying to talk to techno: oh hi t- what’s that
techno, who owns like 4 of them because phil is old and he isn’t taking risks: addiction is a disease wilbur
Don't skip please,
It's urgent !!
My husband Mohanad and I both worked as administrators at the Palace of Justice in Gaza.
We got engaged just two months before the war,
bought an apartment, and began dreaming of a new life together. But the war changed everything. Our workplace and apartment were destroyed, and we lost our jobs. Despite it all, we chose to move forward and got married in the middle of the war, with no wedding ceremony—just a simple union that symbolized resilience amid the devastation.
We’ve been displaced multiple times, each time facing a new eviction order and starting over again. We were forced to leave everything behind and flee with only a few belongings. The displacement was devastating, as we had to leave behind the life we built and the dreams we held for our future.
Today, we live in a small home in Al-Nuseirat, struggling to cover basic needs like food, water, and alternative electricity, facing monthly expenses we can hardly bear. Recently, a new eviction notice was issued for our area, and we don’t know what lies ahead. We’re searching for online work and have skills we can utilize, but finding opportunities has been very challenging under these conditions.
After renting the apartment in Nuseirat, we thought we had found a safe haven from the horrors of war. But on the night of 3-11-2024, explosions erupted nearby, and we never imagined one would hit our apartment. Suddenly, a missile struck; walls shook, parts collapsed, and windows shattered, leaving the room we had just been in destroyed.
We miraculously survived, but the place that once felt like a refuge had become a scene of chaos and destruction. With heavy hearts, we gathered what little remained and moved on once again, hoping to find shelter far from this endless devastation.
To donate 👇🏻👇🏻
Any support would be a new source of hope for us.
Mohanad & farah
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