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🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️‍🩹

Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.

This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.

Our Journey So Far

When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.

But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.

Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:

🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.

😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.

💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.

How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:

$5 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️

Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.

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Donate to Help Mosab saving who's left of his family

My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Life as I knew it has been completely destroyed. I have lost my home, my

Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.

Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.

With all my love and gratitude,

Mosab and Family ❤️

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"Make me" is always an invitation by the way.

Sometimes the soul has a violent hunger for cute glass bottles. Even better if they have a wire attached stopper. They feed me even long after they are emptied

College is hugging a hot, freshly printed worksheet to simulate human connection

This is your permission post to get a little bit goofy with butch/femme culture btw

y’all take this too seriously sometimes. “That’s not femme enough” “That’s too femme” My angel honey sea anemone pea princess. We are in gender buffoonery land. It has always been like that. We are clowning around in the face of gender essentialism. Stop trying to reinvent gender essentialism.

If you’ve ever accused yourself of not being femme enough, or not being butch enough, I need you to remind yourself that the culture is there to serve you. It exists so you can cope. It exists so you can feel at home. It exists so you can do gender tomfoolery and feel good.

I have a compulsive urge to start conversations with people who I haven’t talked to all day with “Also” or “Anyway”. I don’t know why, but no one every says anything

when i say “that reminds me” & theres zero connection you just have to take my word for it theres no time to explain

Please, please do

Butch on the prowl: rolled-up sleeves, hands in pockets, scanning the room like a 1920s detective...

but actually just looking for a femme or butch.

I will find you🕵️‍♂️

If there's one thing that irks me about robotfuckers, it's that subset who are only interested in engaging with their hypothetical robot partners as though they were unusually textured humans. They're like "I'm mashing my face into my robot girlfriend's featureless thermoplastic crotch and getting high off the phthalate fumes", and like, if she's into that, more power to her, but this is a situation that may benefit from a more personalised approach, is what I mean to say.