@abood-gaza9 has been whatsapping me and he needs help. specifically, he needs a power bank and it costs $600. if you have any money to spare please consider donating to his gofundme (link) (vetted)
There’s a strange thing about memories—sometimes, they feel like the only thing we have left. I close my eyes, and I can still see my family sitting around the dinner table, laughing at a joke my uncle made. I can still hear my mother calling me to come inside before it gets too late. I can still feel the warm sun on my face as I walked home from school, thinking about my next big dream.
Now, those moments feel like they belong to another life. The streets aren’t the same. The people aren’t the same. And I—I don’t know if I’m the same either. But I hold onto those memories so tightly because they remind me of who I am, of the love I’ve known, of the warmth that still exists somewhere in this world.
If you’re reading this, take a moment to appreciate the little things. Hug your family. Send a message to an old friend. Step outside and take a deep breath of fresh air. 🌿 These are the moments that matter. These are the things that make life beautiful.
No matter where life takes me, I’ll never stop cherishing the love that shaped me. And I hope, wherever you are, you never stop appreciating the love around you too. 💙
DID THAT ONE RUBY AND SAPPHIRE DRAWING WITH IAN AND MICKEY!!!! :3 this is a refence okay I promise..
Hello, my name is Rola, and I am a mother of two children living in the Gaza Strip. Our lives were once filled with love, laughter, and dreams for the future. But everything changed on October 7th, when the war shattered not only our home but our entire world.
That morning, my family and I were enjoying coffee together on the balcony. Out of nowhere, an explosion erupted, shaking our home violently. My husband and son ran for cover, falling over each other in panic, while I stood frozen, still holding my cup, unable to process the chaos around me. When I looked out the window, I saw that our neighbor’s house, once filled with life, had been reduced to rubble. Ambulances rushed to the scene as people scrambled to rescue the injured and pull bodies from the debris.
The bombings didn’t stop. At night, the rain poured heavily, and the cold seeped into our bones. I stayed awake, covering my children to keep them warm and praying for their safety. But safety is an illusion here. Another explosion shattered the night, and our neighbors’ home was destroyed. Their children, who had been sleeping peacefully under a blanket, were found lifeless, their cover soaked in blood.
I looked at my children with tears in my eyes and thought, How can I protect you? We had to flee our home with nothing but the clothes on our backs. We left behind my children’s toys, their clothes, and their beautiful bedroom. Everything we had worked so hard to build is gone.
Our Current Reality Now, we are displaced and living in a nightmare. Food is scarce, and prices are unimaginably high—$10 for a kilo of sugar! The fear of death hangs over us constantly. My children deserve a life of joy and hope, not one defined by fear and loss. Why can’t we live like everyone else—go to work, visit family, and watch our children play in safety? Why do our children have to grow up surrounded by death and destruction?
How You Can Help I am pleading for your kindness to help us rebuild our lives. We need your support to: 💔 Rebuild our home, so my children can feel safe again. 🌍 Evacuate from Gaza, seeking a future where my family can live with dignity. 🩺 Provide urgent medical care for my children, who need protection from this nightmare.
Even the smallest donation can make a difference. If you can’t donate, please share my story. Every share brings us closer to hope.
What Your Support Means Your kindness is not just about helping us survive; it’s about giving us a chance to dream again. To rebuild what we’ve lost and to ensure my children have a future filled with possibilities, not fear.
Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Your support means the world to us. Let’s work together to rebuild hope, one step at a time.
🌸 Please share our story and consider donating today. 🌸
chat i’ve had this idea for *literal years* but i’ve never really got to making it a reality
scene is inspired by that one underverse 0.3 part 2 flashback
guys i’m like crying over them right now they’re SO CUTE (until well…)
Hup… kh’v uljkw ehklqg ph, lvq’w kh.
Dddddddd pdq gljlwdov kdug. O surplvh l’p ehwwhu wudglwlrqdo sohdvh😭
Every day at least 20-50 people are dying every day.
No one spoke about them. They were wronged and died unjustly. The elderly, children, women, and young people died unjustly under the Zionist machine of destruction and genocide. Enough of your silence. Let one of you speak. Stop the war on us. Bring us food and water. There is no healthy water to drink. We drink salty water, and there is not enough food. We go to bed hungry and wake up hungry. The prices of available food are very high. We want to live a normal life, just like all of you. Don't ignore us. Here's a donation link for me and my family to provide us with food and water until the crossing opens and we can leave Gaza safely. Your donation means a lot to me and helps me a lot, so l'm asking you to donate. Please remember that every donation, even if it is 5 dollars, is a ray of hope for the families who have lost everything.
Hello, I hope my message finds you well Can you help me amplify my desperate plea to survive? I wish everyone who can support my family with $5, $10 or any amount they can donate or at least reblog My pinned blog 🙏🏻
My family needs you and depends on you to survive 🍉🍉
Thanks a lot 🌹🌹
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Hello Everyone,
As the person running Aseel’s ( @aseelo6 ) Gofundme, I would like to tell you that after a month of back-and-forth, Gofundme has terminated Aseel’s fundraiser, like many other Palestinians’, on an unspecified subclause of term 8.21.
I’m still emailing the compliance team to argue for her right to continue to raise funds, and to ask specifically which rule we supposedly broke, but I’m not hugely hopeful after this same thing has happened to so many others.
I will talk to Aseel about what she wants to do going forward, our friend Eben @ebenrosetaylor (who is running the gofundme for Aseel’s mother) mentioned that many people are turning to Chuffed, so I will ask Aseel what she thinks about that. Currently, as some of you may know, Aseel has been accepting Paypal donations through my account. Paypal is terminating their fundraising services, but from direct donations I have collected and sent about $4100 to her from paypal alone over the past few weeks. I would like to find an alternative to Paypal, but it’s all up to what Aseel needs most.
Thank you for your support so far. It seems that everyone who has donated since the transfer hold at around $50k will be receiving refunds. We’ll keep you updated as things progress.