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Israel returned to war again. The bombing is everywhere. We are being exterminated here and the whole world is silent.
In a moment, 400 people were killed, most of them children and women.
There is no food, no drink, 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
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It breaks my heart to see that the world is such that there is no one to hold the Zionist state and the US empire accountable. The Zionists keep on crying about October 7th and the hostages, and every Western institution keeps on coddling them. There has been no genuine acknowledgement of the fact that the British government implanted an illegal settler colony in Palestine and that settler colony forced the native people out of their homes in 1948. There has been no genuine acknowledgent of the horrors of the Nakba, no acknowledgement of ethnic cleansing, no acknowledgement of the destruction of the land in trying to hide the genocide of 1948 through greenwashing, there has been no acknowledgement of the fact that Gaza has been an open air prison, and that Hamas has every right to push back against the oppression of the Zionist state. Right now another genocide is being carried out in front of our eyes, with enthusiastic encouragement from the Western world, the most complicit being the USA. It was always about re-occupation of Gaza and today the Zionist state violated the ceasefire. I am scared for my friends. I am terrified and I do not know how to help except to keep the fundraisers circulating.
So please donate to my friend Siraj Abudayeh.
And please keep requesting a refund from both of his gofundme campaigns, that were shut down unfairly by the fundraising site. I do not care how long you have to go back and forth with gofundme on this, but Siraj lost 32k because of the site's callousness and even recovering half of that money would mean a lot. So if you have donated in November, December of 2024 and in January of this year, please request a refund because Gofundme allows requests upto a year. They should by their own policy still have the money with them. Please help by clicking on the links above...
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I'd love to say that this is the dumbest thing I've ever made, but we both know that's a lie
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White leftist suddenly against cultural preservation after learning it also includes that culture's religion, many such cases
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it's very important that disabled people are allowed to make bad decisions actually. that we're allowed to do things which cause flare-ups. that we're allowed to take a risk and get it wrong. that not every single second of our day has to be about playing it safe and being well-behaved and staying within our limits
and on the days when we deal with the consequences of those mistakes and bad decisions we're still worthy of a) sympathy and b) pain relief. just as we are if our illness or disability is the result of our choices in the first place
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fuck romance i want what those fictional shawties had before they hired new writers
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Dating not in a romantic way, or a sexual way, or even a queerplatonic way but a secret fourth thing (I love them so much but our relationship does not fit inside the boxes society wants to put us into)
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rereading six of crows oh my god whyy does kaz interact with inej like he's playing episode with no diamonds
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psst... the only reason atom eve is not stronger than invincible is bc of patriarchal storytelling... the man at the forefront of the narrative can not be weaker than his counterparts, let alone his female ones...
#invincible#that and shitty world building#you're telling me that atom eve can rearrange the structure if atoms and she can't body anyone?? yeah right.#🙄
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the reading of carol and daryl as brother and sister doesn't really work for me idk.
#twd#like there's something else there. smth cute and affectionate and cozy... and kinda autistic#like it's greater than friendship. but it's not quite romance (probs qpr)
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A small comic about Palestine I created to appeal to more passive family and friends
Anyways if you have the money I urge you to donate to Ibraheem Hadi, a Palestinian who contacted me and whom I promised to highlight in relation to this comic:
Otherwise there is always a need for eSims to keep Gazans connected
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"as a _____," comments need to die. like actually.
#lauren.txt#ik ppl start their sentences that way to establish themselves as a legitimate knowledge source but i hate it#it sounds pretentious. ppl would be better off saying “i am a ____
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In one corner of Gaza, drowning in destruction and echoing with suffering, sat Umm Saleh, a woman in her fifties, beside her modest tent hastily erected after losing her home in the latest bombardment. Her face told stories of patience and resilience, with lines of time etched on it as if they were records of unforgettable events.
Umm Saleh, who once lived in a small house filled with the voices of her children, now bore witness to the agony of displacement. She was forced to flee with her children after a shell hit their home, leaving behind years of memories and simple belongings she never imagined would become unattainable.
Every morning, Umm Saleh leaves her tent in search of sustenance to feed her children. She goes to bakeries providing aid, waiting for hours under Gaza’s scorching sun. Despite the exhaustion that weighs down her frail body, she carries the bread, dampened with her tears, and returns with a fake smile that conceals the worries of a mother striving to protect the remnants of her family.
At night, when everyone else is asleep, Umm Saleh remains seated at the entrance of the tent, gazing at the dark sky. She reminisces about the days gone by, about her home that was once filled with warmth, and about her elderly, ailing husband of 70 years. Despite the pain, she finds remnants of hope in her heart—a hope for a day when peace will return and her children and grandchildren will live in a new home brimming with joy.
In moments of solitude, Umm Saleh finds solace in prayer and supplication. She implores God to protect Gaza and its people and to wipe away the dust of sorrow from everyone’s hearts. She often repeats, "We are here to remind the world that we are stronger than war, and we will rebuild our lives anew, no matter the cost."


Umm Saleh is not just a displaced woman but a symbol of patience and strength in the face of harsh circumstances. Her story, like the stories of thousands of mothers in Gaza, embodies the continuous struggle for life in a land torn apart by war, yet still blossoming with hope.
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