Dungeon Yuri

Hello everyone 👋

I hope you are well.

I am Sondos from Gaza.

I have a family, a husband and two children.

We lost everything during this war, our home and our work. We no longer have a source of income.

My husband had a heart valve transplant 💔 and he cannot work.

My father needs treatment after having an surgery. We are missing all the features. Life is difficult to buy food and clean water.

Please, my friend 😣

I want to buy winter clothes 🥶and milk 🍼🙏🍉

Help me for the sake of my children and my family 🇵🇸 Your donation, no matter how small, will make a difference in our lives. I trust you and your support 🇵🇸🍉 for us. My account has been verified

Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #70 )

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For humanity, I invite you to donate ، via the link for my campaign

https://gofund.me/cb615845

Please go check out Sondos go fund me, I hope you get the help you need sondo

Silly guy

Dunno, I think it would still work on me

thinking abt how jinx told sevika she gave silco his injections because "he was a big crybaby and didn't want to do it himself." thinking abt how we know silco has given himself his injections plenty of times without issue. thinking abt how silco took in a little girl who could never do anything right, who could never be trusted with anything important because she'd fuck it up, who was a jinx, and told her "I trust you enough to put this needle in my eye." thinking abt how vulnerable of a position silco put himself in just to make jinx feel safe and loved.

rushed divinus magia twins drawing :D

“Fuck it, we slay” (heavy eye bags, dehydrated, on the verge of insanity)

🌟 For Life or What? 🌟

We don't even know anymore. Khaled, my little one, has started pronouncing the word "bombing," and it terrifies me.

I’m not here to beg or list every detail—because even an entire newspaper wouldn’t be enough. The images on TV screens and the stories you see online already tell you so much about what we endure. But no matter how much you see, you’ll never truly feel what we feel. And I wouldn’t wish this life on anyone.

We are victims of conflicts we never chose. We love life—deeply, desperately—as long as we’re allowed to live it. We don’t want war, we don’t want destruction. All we want is a future. A future for ourselves, for our children—a future like every other human being deserves.

How You Can Help In this moment of despair, I reach out to you—not just as a stranger, but as a fellow human being. Our humanity connects us, and compassion knows no boundaries. Your kindness, no matter how small, can bring a glimmer of hope to our lives, shattered by war.

Here’s what we’re trying to rebuild: 💔 $5,000 for the father. 💔 $5,000 for the mother. 💔 $2,500 for Khaled. 💔 $2,500 for Intesar. The rest will go toward essential living expenses—because there’s no safety net here, no hospitals, no medicine, no healthy food.

Our baby has been sick countless times, and every evacuation has only made things worse. We need help to survive, to heal, and to dream of a better tomorrow.

gofundme.com

Donate to Please Save Khaled and Nana’s Family In Gaza, organised by Jess Rapoza

Hello all, my name is Jess Rapoza from the USA. I am raising money on behalf … Jess Rapoza needs your support for Please Save Khaled and Nan

Even a Little Means Everything We appreciate your help, even if it’s just a small donation or simply sharing our story. Every bit of support matters. Together, we can rebuild what’s been taken from us and find hope amidst the rubble.

Thank you, from the bottom of our hearts. ❤️

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