Hi there,
I’m holding on to hope, one day at a time—and today, I’m asking for your support. My family is living through a reality no one should have to face, and I’m doing my best to keep our voices heard.
📌 Please take a second to check out my pinned post.
🔄 Sharing it can help it reach someone who might be able to help.
🤍 If you’re able to give even a little, your generosity could ease a heavy burden.
Your support, your time, your care—it all matters more than you know.
With love and deep appreciation,
@jehadkhaled
Sending all my love I wish nothing but the best for you and your family, go help if you can !!
Lily what... Me core 🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀
He should cut his hair like this nextime 🙏
┈┈┈┈Damn u! (☹︎)
↝ “ OUT OF MY MIND ” 0002
***Introducing...! Riki.N x F.reader ٭ smau and some writing٭ exes to friends to lovers ٭ some swearing, angst, this is the desperate Ni-ki chapter!...٭ last, m.list, next
***After moving away last year to escape rumors and bullying... You're moving back!! To the same school, same friends and... Your ex bf, who made you move in the first place
Taglist- @t1iqaa @moon3verland @iboughtnjz @bambisnc @nishikio @misamorez @cosmicalily @rikislove
Ermm... Lowkey a filler!! Next chapter will be long I promise ! 💪💪
©jessxxxfwd 2025
father of three beautiful daughters 👧👧👧.
I’m reaching out from a place of deep hardship—I've lost my home 🏚️ and my job 💔 due to the ongoing war, and now my family and I are living in a tent ⛺, just trying to survive each day.
The situation is getting worse. Hunger is growing. There isn’t even bread… my daughters are starving, and I don’t know what to feed them.
I also suffer from a painful shoulder injury that needs urgent surgery, but our circumstances are overwhelming.
I’m humbly asking for your support:
Please consider sharing my story 🔁 or donating even just €5 💖 — it could truly make a difference in my family’s life.
Every share, every voice, every bit of kindness means the world to us.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you ❤️
@hopeformusab — Every share counts ✨
https://gofund.me/2e8603b5
link here 🤍
I’m a survivor from Gaza, holding on to hope in a world that has fallen apart around me. 💔
The life I once knew — my home, my family, my sense of safety — has been shattered by war. Today, I live among the ruins, trying to find a path forward through the rubble and heartbreak. 🏚
Every moment is a battle against fear and uncertainty. What was once ordinary — a safe place to sleep, a future to dream of — now feels like a distant memory. 🕊️
I share my story not to seek pity, but to keep hope alive — to believe that even in the darkest places, kindness can still find a way. 🤍
If my story touches your heart, please consider sharing it or offering support. Every voice, every act of care, brings me one step closer to safety. ✨
Thank you for taking the time to listen. 🙏
Post Link
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Hello lm hamdi ,I humbly ask for your support by reblogging this post on your account to help me and my family. As newcomers to Tumblr and GoFundMe, we are in desperate need of your kindness and support. 🙏🇵🇸🍉😔Please donate 🙏🏼Let's reach the goal as soon as possible .
Ofc! Go support here !!
Hey! 😊
I hope you're doing well.
I’m reaching out because I really need help getting more eyes on my post.
It’s for a family in need 👨👩👧👦 and a simple reblog 🔁 could make a huge difference.
Would you mind boosting it? 🙏
Thank you so much! 💛
Adam
@adamallii87
Aaa ofc !!
Please help his family the situation is horrible and they need all your love and support in this time. 💗
My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.
But life had other plans.
War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.
There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.
I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.
Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.
This is my life.
This is my daughter’s life.
And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.
Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.
That’s why I keep going.
I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.
How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war
💛 If you can, please support our journey here:
If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.
From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.
I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.
Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.
┈┈┈┈Damn u! (☹︎)
↝ “ HOW DO I CONTROL MYSELF? ” 0003
***Introducing...! Riki.N x F.reader ٭ smau and some writing٭ exes to friends to lovers ٭ some swearing, angst, this is the desperate Ni-ki chapter!...٭ last , m.list, next
***After moving away last year to escape rumors and bullying... You're moving back!! To the same school, same friends and... Your ex bf, who made you move in the first place
💌- Deeply apologize because this took too long to come out, it's been rotting in drafts >< well part of it and I finished the rest the now! (Tmr is my first day back at school I'm going to cry wdym it's almost 3am??)
As you responded to replies to you tweet you didn't even notice the line moving till something.. Someone, at full force slammed into your back, you wobbled but caught your balanced and turned around, you were greeted with the one face you didn't want to see at all being back here. Riki. Shit.
As you went to open your mouth, to apologize for being oblivious, causing the interaction he beat you to it "um... Hi, sorry" he said, voice sounding different than you remembered. Maybe more gritty? Older. Either way he had an unusual smile on his lips which immediately threw you off guard. He wasn't sorry. He looked like he was holding back a laugh, god he'd tell his friends about this and make you the laughing stock. Again.
So you turned around, stepped out of line, and sped walked faster than you ever had before down the corridor and into the safety of the girls bathroom, into a stall and sat on the toilet, knees to your chest as you tried to swallow the embarrassment. So much for avoiding him on your first day.
Taglist- @t1iqaa @moon3verland @iboughtnjz @bambisnc @nishikio @misamorez @cosmicalily @rikislove @starbyeol1512 @aryannabananas @ihanflwr
©jessxxxfwd 2025
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