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so my partner raised me this: pitch johnsol

and i think it would work they're both fucking nerds

🌍✨ 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. Thanks to your incredible kindness, we’ve reached 19,800 out of 30,000. 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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Donate to Help Mosab saving who's left of his family, organised by Mohamad Abdulhai

Hello Everyone! I am organising this fundraiser to a good friend and neigh… Mohamad Abdulhai needs your support for Help Mosab saving who's

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 ❤️

Forgot to post about these! These are drawings for my Taxidermy Girl cover! Yes, yes that is a humanized version of one of my trollsonas. The song just fit her too well. I'll link the cover as well! Mind the trigger warnings at the beginning.

🚨🚨 Hello dear friends 🚨🚨

My name is Bilal🇵🇸, a son of Gaza that has suffered and continues to suffer from long years of siege and war. After 150 days of bombing and destruction, I was forced to leave my homeland and move to Egypt with some of my family members. It was a journey full of challenges, not only because of the difficult circumstances we left behind, but also because of the high costs we paid to escape the hell of war.

In Egypt, we live amidst other difficulties, where the cost of living is high and living away from home is not easy. But despite everything, our hearts are still attached to our loved ones and our family who remained in Gaza, under siege and harsh conditions. We follow the news and we are pained by every new story of destruction.

During this long journey, my first Tumblr account was suspended, which is this account https://www.tumblr.com/shadowyavenuetaco?source=share where I used to share my story and the stories of those living in Gaza. But I didn't give up, and I started again, trying to make my voice and the voice of those who remained under siege heard. If my story touches your heart and you want to support, your donation 🚨 can make a huge difference in our lives and help us face these difficult circumstances. You can contribute through the donation link here: MAHER AND FAMILY❤️‍🩹🇵🇸🚨

Whose white baby is that

he's in ur gameboy color...

my wife

The Sound of Empty Stomachs Is Louder Than Bombs

Amidst the war, airstrikes and destruction, my family in Gaza is living a silent tragedy. Between the drone of warplanes and explosions, another sound echoes... the sound of empty stomachs. We all sit in the corner of our tent, waiting for a meal that may never come.

My family has not eaten vegetables or meat for more than three months. Day after day, something else is missing: yesterday it was fruit, today it is flour - a distant dream because of its scarcity and high price.

Will you let us suffer? Will you allow the sound of hunger to be louder than the voice of your conscience?

Donate to my family and help keep them alive. What might be your next meal is an unattainable dream for them.

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Donate to Help me and my family escape the war in Gaza, organized by Asma Ayyad

I am Asmaa, 25 years old, the daughter of this beautiful family of 8 members. … Asma Ayyad needs your support for Help me and my family esca

Oh isn't she lovely? You'd almost forget she's an awful person!