This powerful image captures the face of a wounded Palestinian woman whose hijab is soaked in blood—likely her own or that of a loved one. Her eyes tell a story of unimaginable pain and strength in the face of loss. She stands in a chaotic hospital hallway, surrounded by others in distress. As an oppressed and weak woman from Gaza, I see myself in her. I, too, have suffered greatly—my baby, Qais, was injured in the war, and the hospital refused to treat him because we cannot pay. Please, I beg you to help us. Your donation can provide the medicine and care Qais urgently needs.
Life in Gaza is unbearable for women like me.
1. I wait in line for two hours just to bring food back to our tent – food that is never enough.
2. I clean the shoes of strangers on the street– just to earn a few coins for Qais's medicine.
3. We were turned away from the hospital– they said no money, no treatment, even for a child as young as Qais.
I carry this pain in silence, but I cannot bear it alone anymore. The woman in this picture used her hijab to try and save her son’s life. I am doing everything I can to save mine. But without help, I fear I will lose him too. Please, Donate anything you can—no matter how small. Even a few dollars could mean a meal, a medicine dose, or a chance for Qais to live. Share this, speak up, and help us survive.
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Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child😔😭
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On the seventh of October I am teacher Mahmoud Atta. I work as a teacher teaching secondary school students.
On October 7th, I was getting ready to go to school. On October 7th, while I was getting ready to go to school, my life was completely turned upside down. Israel declared war on Gaza. After that, they announced their entry into the roads and cities and forced us to leave the city from Khan Yunis to Rafah
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We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. If you survived, your brother would not.
We've all seen the end of the world movies on the big screen. We have all seen end of the world movies on cinema screens, but what we saw was real and not imaginary. I wish it was imaginary.
We finally arrived in Rafah Finally we arrived in Rafah, the safe city as it is called, but where to go? The sea is behind us, the weather is freezing, and the borders are closed with Egypt on the other side and Israel on the third and fourth sides. I found myself making a tent out of nylon for myself and my family.
No water, no electricity, no food, no place to go to the bathroom, no life. I wish I had died sooner.
We returned after a long time to our city.After a long time, we returned to our city. The first sight was that a giant monster had entered the city and left it in ruins, so much so that I did not recognize my house or my neighborhood. Oh my God, is this Khan Yunis?
fI searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed. I searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed.
Today I stand before you to search for Today I stand in your hands to search for any help to restore myself again thanks to you.. I am waiting for your help
(departure from my usual content, apologies for the self-indulgence)
SPOILERS FOR THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES - SEASON FINALE Lyrics under the cut:
Find a Leitner when you’re eight Take a job at a spooky place Start smoking again way too late Run back toward the worms to grab a tape Dumb ways to die So many dumb ways to die Spun by the eye-eye-eye So many dumb ways to die Wander tunnels after dark Chop a fractal table into parts Let yourself be framed Shake the hand of an angry living flame Dumb ways to die So many dumb ways to die Spun by the eye-eye-eye So many dumb ways to die Don’t let Michael Crew be polite Find yourself facing Daisy’s knife Get skincare advice from a plastic face Decide Distortion is a good escape Dumb ways to die So many dumb ways to die Spun by the eye-eye-eye So many dumb ways to die Steal a ghost from the hunter’s den Bring a bunch of C4 to The Stranger’s dance Let a man dig in your chest You know, who said you need all your ribs? Dumb ways to die So many dumb ways to die Spun by the eye-eye-eye-eye So many dumb ways to die Walk into a coffin to save someone Look into the heart of a blackened sun Gouge out your eyes in a half-baked flight plan Step into the Lonely cuz it’s taken your man And when it all comes down the that last ending At Martin’s hand, it’s quite possibly The roughest way to die The roughest way die Roughest way to die-ie-ie-ie So many dumb- So many dumb ways to die Be safe around webs. A message from the Archives.
You're avoiding the question
Sick, what’s your opinion on trans people? 🎤
My own father told me straight up that I’m not going to heaven because I can’t/won’t reproduce. This was after my whole family insisted I go back to religion- and believe me I tried! But it’s not going to happen the way my parents want it to yk
I'm trans
I think you're a good person.
I once ate a live cricket.
I'll unalive you
little ghoul
The only writers that use ai are the ones who lack the ability and talent to convey depth and emotion :}
a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted
their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"
"Every writer"?
come on
No :{
why is garlic so good at sticking to you. i barely touched you, stop being on my hands forever.
I commissioned @angelicgarnet to make this art to bring attention to a Palestinian fundraiser very important to me.
Marwa Sobh has come into my inbox several times now asking me to help her son, Ahmed. As an autistic person myself, I cannot imagine having autism in the middle of a genocide.
According to Marwa, Ahmed has started developing memory loss, as well as severe hearing and seeing loss. He has also started laughing hysterically.
Marwa needs to get care for him quickly, and her goal is very attainable. As of today, November 22, 2024, she has raised €3,779 out of her goal of €5,000.
In this post, a different person who was verified by @nabulsi and @el-shab-hussein boosted Marwa's campaign, making Marwa verified by association.
Please help Ahmed if you can and spread the word about his campaign!
Currently reading the first book in the vampirates series :}
and if yes pls respond/put in the tags with what you’re reading and whether or not you like it i need new books for the new year <3
Pronouns: He/TheyHi this blog is a bit of a mess right now and I'm working on getting a blog specificaly for reblogs and once that happens this will be primarily an art blog with the occasional headcannon or fic, thank you for reading.
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