Today we are suffering from famine in the southern Gaza Strip after the price of a bag of flour has become $300, which is a very high price that we cannot afford. We have been without any financial income since the beginning of the war. Help me feed my children and my family. Help me convey my voice to every free person. The hardest word you can hear. Of your children I'm hungry
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I am Suheila, a mother of five children: Shukri, Widad, Saja, Farah, and Mira. Our lives have turned into a nightmare after our home was completely and permanently destroyed. Our house, which once represented safety and a future for us, is now just a pile of rubble. The walls have collapsed, the roofs have fallen, and everything around us has turned into debris. We no longer have a place to go, and all our memories and hopes are lost.
After our home was destroyed, we have been living on the street in a small tent, at the mercy of difficult circumstances. We have no shelter, no protection from the cold, and every passing day deepens our suffering. My husband, Shadi, who was a fisherman, has lost his source of livelihood completely. His fishing boat was bombed and destroyed, leaving him with nothing. What was once our means of survival is now just wreckage in the sea, and he cannot return to work.
We are in desperate need of your help to provide food and the basic necessities of life. Every day that passes in these harsh conditions increases our suffering. We kindly ask that you stand by us in this hardship and help us lessen our pain, so we can continue to survive.
Additionally, my husband was injured during the war, which has worsened his health and further impacted his ability to work. Now, we are in a situation we cannot endure—without income, without shelter, and without any hope for the future.🇵🇸🇵🇸
They being friends makes me happy
(sorry if there's any spelling mistake)
HE GONNA SNIFF UU!!!!!
I made some fanarts of the @amascomet shadowpeach fanfic, cause this words make me cry over night 💕💕
(with and without the dialogue)
"Did Wukong bother to handle his corpse with that much care?
Was he consumed by pain and guilt after he brutalized him?
Did he hold his cold, empty shell for hours—maybe even days?
He would’ve."
(sorry I forgot which Chapter this part is from, but wow)
It's a little hard to try to explain why I like this thing but bro, the conflict of the characters with themselves make me wanna jump from my window (in a good sense).
The same person that hurted you is trying so hard to be good for you again and... And... They fail again and again!!! This is what I want to read!!! Yeahhh
Thank for the amazing fanfic, I still wanna make more fanarts from it
🏚️ From Rubble to Renewal — Help Mohamed Rebuild a Home Full of Hope 🌿
In the blink of an eye, the life we knew disappeared.
My name is Mohamed, and I’m writing this with a heart full of sorrow—but also a quiet flame of hope. Our family home, a place that held generations of memories, was reduced to rubble in an instant. The rooms that once echoed with laughter, the walls that witnessed our stories, and the garden where we dreamed of better days—all of it is gone.
And yet, we are still here.
Still standing. Still believing. Still dreaming.
Before the war, our home wasn’t just a structure—it was everything. It was the heartbeat of our family. We shared countless dinners around a modest table, whispered goodnight to one another across quiet rooms, and celebrated the small joys that made life meaningful. It was a place of love, of safety, of tradition.
Losing it has left a deep wound in our lives. But what we haven’t lost is our will to rebuild.
We are determined not to let destruction be the end of our story. We want to rebuild our home not just with bricks and wood, but with faith, with dignity, and with your support.
I know there are countless stories in the world that deserve to be heard, and I humbly ask that you take a moment to hear ours. We are turning to this community, to the kindness of strangers, because we believe in the power of people coming together to lift one another out of despair.
Your support—whether it’s a donation, a share, or even just a moment of your time—can help lay the first stone of our new beginning.
💛 Every dollar brings us one step closer to safety. 🧱 Every share gives our story a voice. 🌱 Every gesture, no matter how small, is a reminder that compassion can grow even in the harshest soil.
We are not asking for charity. We are asking for a chance. A chance to rebuild our lives, to give our children a roof under which they can dream again, and to find peace after so much pain.
Please, if you feel moved by our story, consider helping us build something new from what’s been lost. Your kindness will be felt not just in concrete and wood—but in every smile, every warm night, and every future moment of joy that your support helps make possible.
From the deepest part of my heart—thank you. For your time, your love, and your belief in us. We will never forget it.
With all my gratitude, – Mohamed
“Everyone thinks I’m crazy, crazy for you, oh boy…” 💛❤️
Remind me later.
Ahhh I need money!
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No words can describe the suffering we endure here in Gaza. Life no longer feels like life. Today, with the border crossings closed once again and humanitarian aid halted, our suffering has doubled. Even the most basic necessities have become an unattainable luxury.Like thousands of other families, my family struggles to survive in this nightmare. We live among the rubble, carrying water from long distances because our infrastructure has been destroyed. Prices have skyrocketed, making food and medicine nearly impossible to afford.
Every day is a new battle, and every moment without food, medicine, or hope adds to our pain. We ask for nothing but the right to live, the right to safety, and the right to find someone who will stand with us in this darkness.To everyone who can help, to every heart that beats with compassion my family needs you. Every contribution, no matter how small, could mean the difference between life and death. Please, don’t leave us alone in this suffering.