Prettyscenekid - Scene Girlz On Replay

my friend requested that I draw this silly little guy ☺️🖤

STOP REPORTING JIRAI ACCOUNTS. YOU’RE DOING MORE HARM THAN GOOD.

do you actually think that reporting mentally ill ppl’s safe spaces helps them in any way? do you think your some sort of saint by doing so? think it makes a difference?

NO. IT DOESN’T.

you’re the one who causes us most pain. causing us to lose the one place where we can be ourselves without the fear of judgement.

most of us don’t have a space like this irl. most of us don’t have friends to confide in, or a therapist to talk to. most of us don’t even have parents who love us.

so if you’re not actually gonna do smth abt our pain, then don’t pretend you care by taking away the one space were we feel comfortable.

Hello,

I hope you’re all doing well. 🌿

I need your help to share my family's story and raise awareness about our struggle. Every voice counts, and your support means the world. 🙏

💬 Please reblog my pinned post or, if you're able, consider donating just $5—it could be life-changing for those facing unimaginable hardship.

Your kindness and solidarity make a real difference. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍✨

@aboodfmly

I'm sorry i can't donate since i'm a minor but i'll reblog!!

My Platonic FP pays attention to me?? AND downloads my art I show them into their computer so it could forever be with them?

Guys, I'm so lucky o(*////▽////*)q!!!

(If they even dare to interact with others more then me i'll slit my throat open.)

Motion Capture"

(Verse 1)

November again

the streetlight flickers like it knows

you left your coat in my closet

I still keep the window closed

we held our breath for the flash

inhale

click

exhale

gone

you said

“just be still”

but you were already moving on

If we blink, do we lose it all?

If we breathe, do we let it fall?

(Verse 2)

your house still smells like cedar

like summer pretending it's fall

you were a half-smile in the doorway

I was trying not to call

motion capture,

but we were moving too fast

to ever look still

(Chorus)

I’m a photo you forgot to save

you're a voice in a hallway

I never knew what to say

except

please stay

even if we don’t mean it

even if it’s just for the picture

(Verse 3)

the last leaf’s under snow now

I don’t know what that means

except maybe everything ends

while pretending it’s still green

Motion capture, truth in blur,

Love and loss in a single flash

That frame is past, though we just stood—

Still as stone, like lovers would.

Oh, November, don’t forget me—

I’m just a leaf caught in the memory.

Before it got buried under the snow

(Bridge)

the shutter blinks

and so do we

inhale

click

exile

breathe

(Outro)

you let the light in

but didn’t stay to see it fade

I still pause before I breathe

just in case you want to stay

just in case this time

we get to be

more than

motion capture

@prettyscenekid

WARNING!!!!

People, please be careful. There are also people tracking children and people and putting bids on them based on their profile pictures on whatsapp, tracking and kidnapping them. Especially young children, so please be cautious, especially parents who have their children as their profile pictures.

Please pass this on to everyone so that they are aware of the danger. I don’t how it is all around the world but I know it can’t just be here so please please spread the word. Thank you.

Hehe, it could!! >:333

Reblog to hug prev poster (they need a hug)

Hello, wonderful souls! 🤍🌍

I hope you're doing well. 🌿

Could you help me amplify my family's story and bring awareness to our struggle? 🙏🏻

💬 Please reblog my pinned post or consider donating just $5—your support could truly make a difference in saving lives amidst war and hardship.

Your kindness and voice matter more than you know. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍🌿

🕊️ @mosabsdr | Every share counts. 💫

sorry, as a minor i can not do so :c

wish ya luck in getting the money you need!!

💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You

Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,

When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.

From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.

💔 A Journey of Loss, but Also of Strength

As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.

But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.

“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.

“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.

🌿 What Life Looks Like for Us Now

Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.

But things have only gotten harder.

The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.

We’re trapped.

🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨‍👩‍👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.

And yet…

Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.

Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.

💖 What You Can Do

If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.

Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.

Chuffed

Donate to Help Mosab saving who's left of his family

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 It All Matters

This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.

Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.

🙏 From the Heart: A Quiet Apology

There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.

When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.

If that happened, I am truly sorry.

Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.

I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.

If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.

Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.

Vetted by @gazavetters ( #309 )

With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️