Who I Am & Why I’m Here 💙

Hello, Im safaa from Gaza🍉🍉. . Im married and have son his name Ameer, i born him in war.

Sorry if I am harassing you asking for help, I am extremely embarrassed and embarrassed of trying to ask for help.

I simply don’t want to die, I want to live I want to give ameer a better life. Help me to escape Gaza

I lost apart of my family😭, my home, and everything I own. We are living in difficult circumstances. I hope you can help me by donating even a simple thing orو publishing 🙏 I am taking care of my sick mother With chronic diabetes . Please help me save her and save us all. If you have $10 or $20 If you don't donate it, you are by participating in the extermination of my family and my child 🩸🥺

My campaign was vetted by 90ghost🫂

https://gofund.me/b25cb4bf

It's ok, I wish I could donate, but for now I can share

Vkei Mob spins in the microwave while I'm singing au revoir on the background

🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️‍🩹

Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.

This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.

Our Journey So Far When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.

But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.

Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now: 🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us. 😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment. 💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.

How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:

$5 might not seem like much, but it could mean a meal, clean water, or a tiny bit of hope for my family.

Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.

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My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Life as I knew it has been completely destroyed. I have lost my home, my

Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.

Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.

With all my love and gratitude, Mosab and Family ❤️

This gif perfectly encapsulates what I love about Tome. All girls have been this gif. Like remember having undiagnosed mental issues and your family makes you go on an outing that should be fun but you’re just pissed off constantly because youre a 14 year old girl? Tome gets it.

Like YOU’RE GOING SOMEWHERE TO DO SOMETHING THAT SPECIFICALLY PERTAINS TO YOUR INTERESTS. But youre a 14 year old girl and nobody will ever take you seriously and you’ve just got this pit of hopelessness in your stomach despite the fact that nothing is technically wrong

so even though youre on an outing planned for you you can’t shake the feeling that everyone is just making fun of you for being so upset over seemingly nothing. These are your friends and family, you deep down they wouldnt do that, but why else would they go out of their way?

They certainly wouldn’t do it for you, right? I mean nothing’s even technically wrong. You’re just being a crybaby and they all must think youre just being a dramatic teenage girl. And you are and you know that you are so why can’t you just get over it and be normal?

And when you finally can’t take the pain that’s screaming in your chest because everything feels wrong wrong and everything is going wrong and everything is wrong wrong wrong you can’t help but cry. And you’re embarrassed and you’re furious and you’re supposed to be mature and you’re supposed to not care but you cry.

Crying feels worse than the growing internal discomfort did because now everyone is looking at you. They’re staring in uncomfortable suprise at what you’re sure is the most unsuprising sight in the world - a 14 year old girl crying. You want to go home but you can’t. You’re 14. You can’t do anything on your own.

You react to the terrifying ordeal of being reacted to the only way you know how - with anger. You monologue through hot tears and sobs and snot how you didn’t even wanna be here and how you just *know* everyone is just doing this to make fun of you and how they should just go on ahead and leave you wherever you are (you know this can’t happen. They wouldn’t leave a 14 year old girl somewhere unfamiliar on her own) and something in you hopes that they’ll yell back, that they’ll treat you like you’re irrational and make you feel justified in your anger.

…But that doesn’t happen. The silence persists but you realize that it’s more contemplative than judgemental. They’re not afraid of you, though you think they should be. Rather than letting them say something sentimental about caring and being concerned or any sappy bullshit that will only serve to make you cry more, you wipe your face on your sleeve continue on your journey.

The day gets better. After everyone gathers that no, you don’t wanna talk about it, it almost feels like nothing happened to begin with- besides the slight exhaustion you feel every time you blink and the intense stress sweat you choose to blame on anything else.

By the time you get home, the day is mentally logged as a good day. You decide - albeit tentatively - that maybe you’re going to be ok. Maybe you won’t be a 14 year old girl forever.

You go to bed and have the best sleep you’ve had in months.

I hate the way colors turned out on this piece 😔😔😔😔

Really wanted to draw Shou inspired by hide, he is his biggest fan you can't change my mind

Even the Smallest Kindness Can Change a Life 💙

Every day, I try to remind myself that we are still here. That despite everything we have lost, we are still breathing, still holding on. But some days, that is harder than others.

I lost 25 family members in a single moment. I can still hear their laughter, still see their faces when I close my eyes. But they are gone, and nothing will bring them back.

Our home, the place that held every memory, every moment of comfort, is nothing but rubble. We have been displaced over and over, searching for safety, searching for something that feels like home.

💔 Each day is a battle for survival. 💔 Each night is a reminder of who is missing. 💔 And yet, kindness still finds us.

Thanks to the generosity of people who have never met me, we have now reached $2,500. It is a small step in a long journey, but it is a step forward. And that means everything.

I am not asking for much—just the chance to survive. Even $5 can make a difference. If you cannot give, please consider sharing our story. You never know who might see it and be able to help.

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Thank you for your kindness. Thank you for reminding us that even in our hardest moments, there is still goodness in the world. 💙🙏

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My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Life as I knew it has been completely destroyed. I have lost my home, my

To all compassionate hearts,

I am Heba, a mother of three children, currently living in Deir al-Balah after our home was destroyed by the occupation. Our situation is extremely difficult, as we are living in a tent and suffering from the high costs of war.

My children are suffering from some skin diseases, and I need your help to provide the necessary medical care for them, in addition to food and shelter.

Please donate and share.

https://gofund.me/3ebf0c0f

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I wish I could do something more, for now, I can only share, I'm sorry :((

I forgot about having a tumblr sorry 😔😔😔

Fanart I made for my birthday teehee (09.06)

Vkei Ritsu I drew for 2 hours

I need to stop experimenting with my art