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6 months ago

i’ve been thinking about innocuous photos like the one on the left. because it is my job to neglect the sprouts of imperialism and racism that accompanied my upbringing, i've been attempting to find solidarity even in the innocuous. and how easily it comes: marah and i, both schoolgirls who like cute things, both compelled by the desire to photograph our supplies after arranging them to be just-so. the photo on the right is an old one of mine.

I’ve Been Thinking About Innocuous Photos Like The One On The Left. Because It Is My Job To Neglect
I’ve Been Thinking About Innocuous Photos Like The One On The Left. Because It Is My Job To Neglect

if you were to ask yourself:

“how much do i have in common with a palestinian?”

i think the answer would be “everything.” maybe you’re united by the love you have for your pets, being fans of the same goth rock band, or the fact that, were something of severity to happen to your family, you’d also be online, asking for help in a way your elders might find it hard to wrap their heads around, and making sure people knew they could trust your campaign.

and if this were a message you were sending, i hope that your hope would remain in tact, because people like us, on the other end, would be doing everything they could to help you.

I’ve Been Thinking About Innocuous Photos Like The One On The Left. Because It Is My Job To Neglect
I’ve Been Thinking About Innocuous Photos Like The One On The Left. Because It Is My Job To Neglect
2 weeks ago

dominant things you can say during sex

i didnt hear what you said

hold on i need to blow my nose

wow

i feel kind of nauseous

is this anything

i don't know

this kind of reminds me of that one song

we can probably ignore that noise if you want to

why is my sock wet

it smells bad in here

that was weird

where are my glasses

ow

this is normal

sorry

just 2 chill people chilling

this is cool

can you say that again

are we good

youre actually naked

6 months ago

It seems Tumblr is continuing with their mass deactivation of Palestinian blogs. This time they've gone after @nourfamily1989, a mother with five young children in Gaza. Please continue sharing and supporting her fundraiser while she tries to get her account back.

Donate to Help Nour's Family Rebuild After Devastation, organized by Gz Thrift
gofundme.com
This fundraiser is Nour from Gaza, her husband, and their 5 children: Muhammad,… Gz Thrift needs your support for Help Nour's Family Rebuild

[Vetting info / Nour's most recent post]

6 months ago
Hope in a time of genocide: a Palestinian journalist's perspective on Gaza fundraising
Journalist and former charity worker Siraj Abudayeh discusses ever-changing conditions in Gaza, social media fundraising, and why, since the beginning, he has fought for his right to stay Palestine.
There have been many coordinated groups led by Palestinian diaspora and pro-Palestinian activists abroad who are all dedicated to raising money for families such as yours. Beyond raising money, what effects do you think these organized campaigns have had on Palestinians in Gaza?

These groups work despite the great challenges. They make a great effort for the Palestinian campaigns. They have had a great impact in alleviating the suffering of needy families in light of the ongoing fierce war on the Gaza Strip. Thanks to these campaigns, many families have been able to provide many of their needs that they could not. Providing it in light of the lack of a source of income and high prices.
I've noticed that, unlike other people who are fundraising for evacuation, you began this journey trying to rebuild your family home. What was your thought process in choosing to rebuild instead of evacuate?

If we all evacuate from our country, the Zionist occupation will easily control it and steal our land. I make it my goal to stay in my land, build my homeland, and prevent the occupation from controlling it. The homeland, to me, is a sacred place and represents something big for me and my family. We want to build our homelands and not leave them and grant The occupation has the opportunity to control and steal it, and, God willing, Gaza will be liberated from these Zionists.

One day I will remove the rubble from the house, I will decorate it again with the Palestinian flag, with peasant embroidery, with antique accessories, with pottery, with the scent of thyme, oil, olives, dukkah, and Nabulsi. I will gather with my family around another hearth, but on our land, which we love, and on our soil, which we love like henna, and breathe like air. Today, tomorrow, a month later, or whenever God willing, we will return I love my country with an eternal love that has no cure or cure.
What you describe here - the efforts of volunteers, your own commitment to rebuilding your life despite the occupation’s effort to tear it down, even refusing to leave when they try to kick you out - all sounds like resistance to me. What is your perspective on resistance to genocide, in all its forms? To you, what does it mean to resist?

We are not just resisting the resistance that the world knows...

We resist while getting a living. We resist [in] queues for bread, water, oven, and cell phone charging.

We are struggling with the tent that melted from the heat of the sun and was torn apart.

We resist memories that shatter us a thousand times a minute.

We resist insects, rodents, flies, mosquitoes and sand.

We are resisting a resistance that cannot be counted or counted.

But nonetheless..

Gaza will not be left, if it leaves us, Gaza is inside us, growing inside our hearts, inside our soul. Gaza is not a city! Gaza is the mother of the whole country, the last of the walls. I will not get out of it even if my soul does.

link to the article

siraj's tumblr blog

siraj's gofundme

5 months ago
Hi (furries Vi And Then Vanishes Into The Abyss Once Again)

hi (furries vi and then vanishes into the abyss once again)


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1 week ago

um sorry for moaning when you stabbed me. it's been a really long time since anyone touched me like that

1 month ago

Yearning… someone throw a brick at me

6 months ago
Art By @christiansinglebabes
Art By @christiansinglebabes

art by @christiansinglebabes

Urgent! Please help a father save his three young daughters from war

This family is very low on funds, with only €4,237 out of the €40,000 goal

I was reached out to by Ahed to make a post for his family. This fundraiser is vetted by Gazavetters, #229 on their spreadsheet

Ahed is a 33 year old father of three young girls with his wife Maisoon. Getting Ahed the funds to evacuate his family is very urgent because they have three children under the age of ten with them, who currently don’t have access to food, clean water, or medical treatment they need. They’re at risk of bombs, infectious illnesses, and starvation every day they remain in Gaza. every hour matters

Art By @christiansinglebabes

Ahed’s daughters are the light of his life and his motivation to keep going, and he’s campaigning on here every day to keep them safe. In Ahed’s words, his daughter Fatima (9) is “the closest to my heart, and my little one.”, Iman (6) “The friendly, kind, and loving child who is loved by everyone”, and little Nour, only one year old: “Who did not live her life like other children, as she was born two months before the war”.

Imagine that you’ve just had a baby girl, and you look at her with so much love and imagine with excitement what a bright future she’ll have and how she’ll play with her siblings. And only two months later, your whole life is turned upside down, and you have to wonder every day how you’ll feed her and keep her safe.

This is what happened to Ahed and his wife when they should’ve been at their happiest with a newborn daughter, everything turned into a nightmare. Their apartment was destroyed in a bombing, they were displaced multiple times, and suddenly they were raising their beautiful daughters in a war zone.

Art By @christiansinglebabes
Art By @christiansinglebabes

Every hour in Gaza is dangerous. Please help get Ahed, Maisoon and their children to safety as soon as possible 🙏🏼 Every donation will bring them closer to a future where Fatima, Iman, and Nour can play together and go to school and rest and recover from what they’ve been through.

Please give Ahed and Maisoon peace where they don’t have to watch their children suffer from illness and malnutrition, the worst thing for a parent to experience.

Please let Nour experience what peace feels like.

Thank you for reading their story, if you’re not able to donate, please share so it can reach people who are able to.

Donate here to save their family

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1 month ago
A wounded Palestinian woman stands in a crowded hospital, her hijab stained with blood. Her face shows deep sorrow and strength, with visible injuries on her cheeks and lips. Behind her, chaos and grief fill the room as others wait for help. The woman’s eyes look upward, filled with pain, loss, and silent cries for justice. Her presence tells a story of survival, sacrifice, and unimaginable suffering. She represents thousands of mothers in Gaza enduring war and tragedy. The blood on her hijab is not just a stain—it is a symbol of love, resistance, and the unbearable cost of silence.

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.

Donate Now Here

This Powerful Image Captures The Face Of A Wounded Palestinian Woman Whose Hijab Is Soaked In Blood—likely

Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child😔😭

Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #64 )🍉🇵🇸

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