My Mother Deserves The World And Honestly So Does My Father He's Just Got Childhood Trauma Or Something
my mother deserves the world and honestly so does my father he's just got childhood trauma or something
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🔴can you help me 🇵🇸🍉
This is my home Which was destroyed by the accursed occupation yesterday I'm not sad about the stones I'm sad about the memories I hope this damned war ends 💔💔😔 🍉🇵🇸
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my observations as someone who's been debating for less than a year; debate kids piss me off but honestly they can be fine
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Hi everyone ...
I am Maram Al-Nabulsi, I currently live in the completely destroyed 🏚🚀city of Gaza, specifically Khan Younis. Since the war on Gaza began on 10/7/2023, my family - my father Muhammad, my mother Hiba and my siblings Nour, Maram, Mahmoud - have been living in constant fear, crying and suffering because of shrapnel, shells and bullets. We have no food🥘🌯, no electricity, no cooking gas, no schools🏢📚, no homes🏚, no cleaning supplies, no clothes🧣🧥🧤. Our house was completely destroyed. My school was bombed, and my sister Nour's university was turned into rubble, which deprived us all of education. The war forced us to live in displacement centers, which are just tents that are not suitable for living, especially in winter. Every day we live death, terror and panic a thousand times because of the continuous bombing of my city. The war has killed more than 50 of my relatives and neighbors. At the beginning of the war, we took refuge in my aunt's house, but it was also turned into rubble. Imagine: We have escaped imminent death more than 20 times, and have been displaced between shelters more than 13 times. My brothers and I have suffered from many diseases due to malnutrition, and we need medicine constantly. If we stay in Gaza, we may lose our lives. Recently, we have been seriously considering leaving Gaza to a safe place. However, the travel costs are very high. We need more than 70 thousand dollars to leave Gaza. Due to the exorbitant prices, rampant unemployment, insecurity, the ongoing blockade, and the continuous bombing, we have lost all our money. How can we live in such insecurity💔🙏, with the constant bombing and shrapnel flying above us? My dear compassionate friends around the world, with your generous donations, even if small, you can save 5 people from imminent death, allowing us to start a life outside Gaza full of love, peace, and hope. Best regards from Gaza City....🍉🇵🇸
Verified by @beesandwatermelons - Line #207
Help them survive the Gaza war🚨🆘‼️‼️⁉️
Israel returned to war again. The bombing is everywhere. We are being exterminated here and the whole world is silent.
To date, more than 50k people have been killed, mostly children and women.
There is no food, no drink, hunger, destruction, murder, and no way out of this hell.
We are dying before your eyes please, don't leave us alone! Save us, do something protest, donate, participate.
I don't want to die! Please support me with any amount that will promise me to buy food, drink. medicine and survive me and my family
@shorooq-mahmoud
Help a Family in Need💔
I am reaching out on behalf of my dear friend, Mohamad S., who is facing one of the most challenging times of his life. Mohamad is 37 years old and left his homeland in 2015 in search of a safer and better future. He’s a kind, hardworking man, and his small family has always been his greatest priority.
Living abroad, Mohamad has recently endured unimaginable loss and financial strain. Amidst the ongoing conflict in his homeland, his mother passed away, leaving behind his sister and her five young children—the last remaining members of his immediate family.
As the situation worsened, Mohamad managed to help his sister and her children escape to safety in Egypt, covering their immediate needs and securing a temporary refuge for them. Since then, he has been fully responsible for providing everything they need to survive during this transition.
In his efforts to support his family and cope with this devastating loss, Mohamad has found himself deeply in debt. To make matters even more difficult, he recently underwent knee surgery, which limits his ability to return to work for the foreseeable future. This has made it even harder for him to manage his financial responsibilities and the pressing need to provide his family with a stable future.
Mohamad is now working to bring his sister and her five children to join him in Belgium, where he hopes they can find stability and opportunity after all they’ve endured. This transition, however, requires significant resources that he is currently unable to meet alone.
For privacy reasons, we are not sharing Mohamad’s full name, as he has chosen to keep his identity discreet. While he initially refused the idea of asking for help, I couldn’t stand by and watch him struggle alone. I insisted on doing this for him because he deserves a chance to overcome these challenges.
Your contribution will help Mohamad repay the debt incurred during this difficult time, cover ongoing living expenses for his family, and assist with the costs involved in bringing them safely to Belgium.
Mohamad has been a good friend of mine for years, and I’ve always admired his resilience and generosity. Any support, no matter the size, will make an incredible difference in helping Mohamad and his family rebuild their lives after these painful experiences.
Thank you for reading his story and considering helping a man who has always done everything he can for his loved ones.
Adam
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I wanna do fencing so bad you don't get it like I wanna do fencing and archery and horse riding and make motorbikes and cars and tech stuff in general and work out and spend the day studying at my elite university and my nights at downtown dubai ( ok but uptown >> ) riding motorbikes and attending fancy art exhibitions and fashion shows
my fixation on maze runner when I was 10 has to be studied I was psychotic
Two paths; each similar but with different outcomes.
the initial part is always full of despair. No matter what you do, you can't escape the disaster that ensues. Like black dye being injected into a lake, your bad luck will seep deep into your life and consume everything. It will be slow but painful. Every time you set a long term ambition, you will have to venture through the flames of hell to try to get there. The worst part is, it will always happen. And you'll be forced to watch as others give half as much and get what they want at the snap of a finger.
One path will end in misery, in you lying in your own now black blood dribbling out over your wasted efforts. The efforts in vain.
The other will end in a heavenly bliss, with a climax so beautiful you almost forget your pain and assure yourself that it was an easy path. The scars will fade and the memory have a joyous ending. Victory comes to those who wait, after all.
But what if you never realize if there is truly light at the end of that tunnel? what if you continue swimming for your life and the years pass and you realized it was a wasted fantasy? what will happen when reality comes crushing down on your poor, heavy, drained head?
Tired? no, no. Continue, the light is there!
Where? When?
Hush. just continue.
I ache for romance but I already know I'm gonna regret it so what's the point
