#THE FUCKING NARE??? #freaky #Simons real asf tho
low effort post because I WANT to post art but the carpal tunnel demons ate my hand bones
this is poorly edited together but have this thing i spammed into the other mod's dms at like 3 am one night a few days ago because I couldn't sleep hsjsushdbsnsj
ignore my shit handwriting please yeaaa (sorry Sunflower)
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My son is still under intensive care under an oxygen machine. Unfortunately, he cannot breathe normally
I have the right to see my son in the best health condition.
Please help me in treating my son
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Dear Humanity,
I'm Haya from Gaza , from a family of 8 people: my parents, two sons, and four daughters (two of them suffer from allergies).
I've witnessed the evidence of the tragedy that has struck our lives in Gaza, where my family and I have survived amidst numerous previous wars. But today, we face the most dangerous and fierce battle in the current war. The urgent need intensifies for us, as we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs such as food, water, and safe shelter.
Here is our story - On October 7th, our lives changed forever, my family and I evacuated from northern Gaza to southern Gaza, hoping to return soon, but it wasn't meant to be. Our home was surrounded, burned, and then completely destroyed, Our home, once a fortress of hope, now lay in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams.
The night before we left from the north to the south was terrifying. Shelling sounds were everywhere, making a loud noise that felt like it went through our souls. Every explosions shook the ground like earthquakes, sending shockwaves of fear through our trembling bodies. filling us with fear. The air smelled of destruction and blood, making it hard to breathe. When dawn came, we saw the devastation around us, realizing our home was now a symbol of loss and despair.
We ran into the streets and with each step we took into the unknown streets, we felt as if we were plunging deeper into the abyss of our shattered existence, leaving behind everything we own in our home: Clothes, important official documents, the car, and literally it's almost everything - the enormity of our loss weighed heavily upon us.
Our home it was where we found hope, safety, and made precious memories. Losing it felt like losing years of our lives, leaving us adrift amidst the wreckage of our shattered existence.
A brief video depicting the devastation that struck our home and our entire neighborhood in Gaza.
Desperate Plea: Escaping Gaza's Allergy Nightmare
I, Haya, suffer from severe allergy to penicillin-derived medications, and my sister, Amal, also suffers from severe allergies to medications from my family such as Paracetamol and Ibuprofen.
These allergies create a deep sense of fear and anxiety for us, as we live in a constant state of tension and fear of anything that may require a visit to the hospital. We fear being given inappropriate medications due to the unavailability of suitable treatments in Gaza because of war or lack of awareness and not informing the doctor of our allergies, which could lead to serious consequences threatening our lives.
MY Father Income
Our dreams are heading towards oblivion in the labyrinth of an uncertain future
My story, along with my siblings, represents a united team of four individuals, three of whom are skilled programmers and one graphic designer. We work as freelancers in the world of freelancing.
As for my younger sister, she is a student studying at the College of Architecture. She has always carried a big dream in her heart, a dream of being part of changing Gaza, of making it more beautiful and better. She looked forward to the day when she would receive her degree and start building this dream. But the beginning of the war changed everything. The destruction of infrastructure and universities cast shadows of despair over her dreams.
When I think of my brother in Belgium, I can't help but feel deep sadness. He has been suffering from unbearable anxiety and insomnia since the outbreak of the war. Sleep eludes him at night, and his physical and mental health collapses under the weight of these heavy burdens, negatively affecting his performance at work. Problems and challenges pile up in front of him without the slightest opportunity for rest.
We all feel psychological pressure and extreme anxiety. The war hasn't been limited to external attacks but has deeply infiltrated our daily lives. We search among the rubble for a little safety and the basic resources for survival. Every day comes with a new challenge that we must overcome.
As we sway amidst the rubble of shattered dreams, our souls wrestle and our hearts beat strongly challenging the ravages of war.
Our parents earnestly seek a way to rescue us from this hell, feeling the heavy responsibility for every moment we spend under the shadows of fear and destruction. They dream of a safe place where they can build for us a better future, filled with security and hope, for we deserve life in all its meanings of comfort and peace.
Perhaps this fundraising campaign represents a light in the midst of darkness, it is indeed the only hope we cling to firmly.
I appeal to the world as a whole to hear my cry and the mournful cry of my family in Gaza. We need the helping hand that reaches out to wipe our tears and build a bridge to safety.
Your donation is not just a donation; it's an opportunity to rebuild life and brighten a better tomorrow. Be part of our hopeful story, for we need your hand to start anew.
The purpose of the fundraising campaign
The goal of this fundraising campaign is to rescue my family - my parents, my siblings, and me - through the Rafah Crossing to Egypt, which currently requires $5000 per person. This campaign is our only chance to stay alive, and I humbly request your assistance at this critical time. I will provide you with a comprehensive breakdown of the expenses, committing to transparency and clarity.
Thank you for your kindness and support.
.جزاكم الله خيراً
yours sincerely;
Haya Alshawish.
Some AA Userbars I made! (Srru about the fonts this was made in picsart)
everyday im screaming crying and throwing up that daan isn't real i wish he was real he's so perfect to me i'm gonna to throw rocks at him
Hi Ahmad, I will help you and support you, but please tell me where you are on this list: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1J-1KNHXmvY098fuCDWiOIm1fcphAgkXA8nnWqOSXouw/edit?gid=283092143#gid=283092143
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The humanitarian situation continues to deteriorate as the occupying army reduces the safe zones, leading to the crowding of people into extremely tight spaces that lack the essentials of life. Individuals are living in dire conditions, with these places suffering from severe shortages of clean water, adequate food, and necessary healthcare.
The suffering of families is increasing, especially for children and the elderly, who are the most affected by these harsh conditions. Mothers strive to meet their families' needs amid a lack of resources, while fathers face significant challenges in securing a livelihood. These tragic circumstances, which lack the most basic necessities of life, urgently call for international action to ensure the protection of these civilians and to provide the humanitarian aid they desperately require.
We urge the global conscience to open channels of support and assistance, and to advocate for an end to this unbearable suffering. We must remember that every human being deserves to live with dignity and should have the opportunity to pursue their dreams in a safe and stable environment.
Hello, I'm Osama Basil, a web developer from Gaza. My life was shattered when war destroyed my office, my livelihood, and my dreams. Yet, I refuse to give up. With your support, I can rebuild my work, pursue my education, and reclaim my future.
I am aiming to raise €15,000 to rebuild my office and resume my work, while also continuing my education. This funding will enable me to pursue a master's degree, essential for advancing my career, and contribute to a brighter future for both myself and Gaza.
🔗 Donate & Share: Your contributions will help me rebuild my office, secure essential energy and internet access, and get back on my feet.
Together, we can turn ashes into opportunities. Thank you for your kindness and generosity.
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