My name is Arrow, and I am trying to raise funds to help my friend, X-Savior (they/she), secure safe housing for them, as they have been unhoused, resulting in being displaced for a year after escaping their abuser. As for safety reasons, I can't give much away as they are currently trying to hide the fact that they need help from their abuser lurking in the shadows. (See pinned post on profile for more details).
What your support helps
Securing a safe place for X-Savior to call home
Basic life necessities (food, water)
Other important necessities (phone bills, transportation)
To make a contribution:
Paypal: @envelopiantube
E-Transfer (Canada): arrowdeanc@gmail.com
I’m pretty happy with how it turned out :3
Please reblog it means a lot!!
Credit to @honey002 for the pictures <3
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
Well fucks? Get to it!
Does any one have any tips when using oil pastels? I try using them but they are always messy. I want to try and expand different art materials.