Mohamad has lost so much and now he’s drowning in debt trying to keep his sister and her five kids safe. He needs our help to bring them to safety and start anew.
We’re 14% of the way there (€2,864/€20,000). Every euro counts. Every share matters. Regardless of his name, skin color, or religion—this is about humanity.
Donate & share: Donation Link
✅ Vetted by Association:
@bilal-salah0 Here
Please, let’s make this happen. 🙏
would u make a deal with him (pls do hes a very kind-hearted and innocent guy)
yipeee lil gartersight doodle :3 might do more screenshot redraws with this au since this was pretty fun
also decided to change his bowtie marking color since i felt like the black was more accurate
gravity falls waca au bc i make waca aus of every main interest i have :3 planning their names to be maplepaw and pinepaw
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. 💙
Hello, I am Shaima from Gaza This is our very, very bad situation. Help me, even with a little money. I want to repair my tent Buy some covers and blankets to protect against the cold of winter Please do what you can, please 😔❤️🩹😞 Any small amount will make a difference in improving our situation
https://gofund.me/ddaef587
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters
Vetted by @heba-20 ✅
!!
My answer to this prompt on Instagram implies that Bill Cipher likes 2000s white girl music, if this gets 5 notes I'll draw him belting California Gurls
@hyamshehabfamile and her family are once again facing an unforgiving winter in the midst of ongoing oppression, disease, a lack of food and clean water, and inhumane conditions.
This campaign is line 127 on the Gaza Vetters list
tagging for reach
@anamiques @vague-humanoid @andromachos @wutheringheightsfilm @solroja @lesboevils @evilbisexualonline @lovetren @xenomorphique @bedcorpse @keithers @mossymagpie @in-need-of-another-name @thetragiclown @soggy-paradise @same-png @ispyspookymansion @dickmaster @geometric-orcas @angelsaxis @vamprisms @heritageposts @colorisbyshe @mpregbts @dlxxv-vetted-donations @chilewithcarnage @2spirit-0spoons @c-u-c-koo-4-40k @femmefitz
Hello dears! 🇵🇸🍉🙏I am asking you to support my campaign to help me reach my goal. I am in dire need of your support now to help me stay alive and safe. Gaza is a very dangerous place both in terms of living and lives. The family consists of 20 members, most of them are young children. I need your financial support to enable me to get the basic needs for my family until the Rafah crossing is😭 reopened to transport my family to safety and peace. Please help a family stay alive through your small donations or through your shares to others. Thank you very much for standing by those in need. My campaign 90-ghoset has been documented🍉🙏
!!
Every day, I try to remind myself that we are still here. That despite everything we have lost, we are still breathing, still holding on. But some days, that is harder than others.
I lost 25 family members in a single moment. I can still hear their laughter, still see their faces when I close my eyes. But they are gone, and nothing will bring them back.
Our home, the place that held every memory, every moment of comfort, is nothing but rubble. We have been displaced over and over, searching for safety, searching for something that feels like home.
💔 Each day is a battle for survival. 💔 Each night is a reminder of who is missing. 💔 And yet, kindness still finds us.
Thanks to the generosity of people who have never met me, we have now reached $2,500. It is a small step in a long journey, but it is a step forward. And that means everything.
I am not asking for much—just the chance to survive. Even $5 can make a difference. If you cannot give, please consider sharing our story. You never know who might see it and be able to help.
Thank you for your kindness. Thank you for reminding us that even in our hardest moments, there is still goodness in the world. 💙🙏
My Dear Friend 🌹
This is my mother preparing bread despite the war and bombing everywhere 😔💔
I hope you can help me, I want her to be fine 😔
Thank you very much my friends🙏🙏
https://www.tumblr.com/ahmedziaad?source=share
!!