My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
Save Baby anaam’s Life!🙏🏻😭
My 10-month-old daughter, Anam, is fighting for her life in the hospital. Every day that passes without comprehensive treatment increases her risk of developing the disease. We are doing our best, but the exorbitant medical costs are beyond our ability.😭
Her life depends on your kindness and generosity. Any donation, no matter how small, can make the difference between hope and despair.🥹🙏🏻💔
Help us give Enaam a chance at life. Donate and share her story with your friends. Please, my friend, don't leave me here alone.🙏🏻💔💔😭😭🙏🏻
Help my baby 🍉😭
double post but I got bored so I tried redrawing this ss also I gave up on Bill since I can't draw hands and my ref image got put through the bit cruncher for some reason, also I've realized just how long their faces are
I also used the Josh brush because he's become my brain worm
🥺🙏Don't leave us if we need you, my heart is in pain💔
Hello my friends I am really not well The army withdrew from my area and left behind destruction and devastation. They displaced us, destroyed us, killed us and robbed us of our future. Unfortunately, my suffering is great and my tragedy cannot be tolerated by stones.
Please don't leave me I still need you Donate to rebuild my home and my children's future Save us
I'm a helpless mother 😶
In front of meeting the mother's feeling for her infant child
I watch my husband suffering to bring only cold polluted air in order to keep our little child not crying. It's very difficult.
I wish I could move to help my husband because he was born by caesarean section
I need you my friends to help us to survive please be nice to us
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #410 )✅️
I have devastating news. I’m Musab Ahmed, and for no clear reason, GoFundMe disabled the contact that was responsible for receiving and transferring the funds from my campaign to me, starting April 21st, 2025. Even though I had raised 24% of my goal, I was unable to access any of the money I worked so hard to collect. We tried reaching out to them multiple times, but they haven’t responded, and now I’ve been forced to start over from scratch.
I’m not exaggerating when I say I nearly had a heart attack from the shock and stress — especially after all the hope and effort I poured into that campaign.
Here is the link to my new fundraiser. Please, if you can donate or even just share it, your support would mean the world to me. I urgently need the funds, as I still haven’t been able to undergo the second surgery for my shoulder, and things are getting harder by the day.
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My two moods when playing Marvel Rivals
can't explain
I'm having 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 thoughts about the gay loser Starscream from Transformers One and I realized I haven't taken my meds yet
Go for it. Draw my OC. If you want, I’ll even give you reference posts. Go to town on it.
You are welcome to draw my OC and surprise me with the result. Seriously. In fact, I encourage it. I will proudly display whatever it is you submit to me regarding my OC. There is a chance that I will squeal about it for several days.
Even if you feel you aren’t good at whatever artistic adventure it is you do, please feel free to submit it to me. I want to see what you have done.
might post mfkz stuff hereI go by any pronounsinterests at the moment: MFKZ, The Brak show, Brak in general and transformers
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