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Found on FB 🍃

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gonna be offline for a while. party safe yall

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"Entrepreneurship"

It's amazing he's still allowed to drive that thing around with the mountain of green he's hauling in that thing.

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Hi, I hope you're doing well. I'm writing to you with a heavy heart and an urgent request for help. My family is in a very danger situation due to the ongoing war, and I've launched a GoFundMe campaign to save them. Could you please reblog my campaign post from my profile? Each share could be a lifeline for my family. 🙏 Feel free to share it in any other social media platform if you would like. Our campaign has been verified ⭐️ by operation olive branch, and is entry number 26 on their spreadsheet. Also with ⭐️ Project watermelon,line 249/(212) on their spreadsheet. From the bottom of my heart I want to thank you in advance for all of your support and kindness.

sure thing homie, be safe out there.

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Emergency: Help Evacuate My Family From GAZA WAR

Dear Humanity,

I'm Haya from Gaza , from a family of 8 people: my parents, two sons, and four daughters (two of them suffer from allergies).

I've witnessed the evidence of the tragedy that has struck our lives in Gaza, where my family and I have survived amidst numerous previous wars. But today, we face the most dangerous and fierce battle in the current war. The urgent need intensifies for us, as we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs such as food, water, and safe shelter.

Here is our story - On October 7th, our lives changed forever, my family and I evacuated from northern Gaza to southern Gaza, hoping to return soon, but it wasn't meant to be. Our home was surrounded, burned, and then completely destroyed, Our home, once a fortress of hope, now lay in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams.

The night before we left from the north to the south was terrifying. Shelling sounds were everywhere, making a loud noise that felt like it went through our souls. Every explosions shook the ground like earthquakes, sending shockwaves of fear through our trembling bodies. filling us with fear. The air smelled of destruction and blood, making it hard to breathe. When dawn came, we saw the devastation around us, realizing our home was now a symbol of loss and despair.

We ran into the streets and with each step we took into the unknown streets, we felt as if we were plunging deeper into the abyss of our shattered existence, leaving behind everything we own in our home: Clothes, important official documents, the car, and literally it's almost everything - the enormity of our loss weighed heavily upon us.

Our home it was where we found hope, safety, and made precious memories. Losing it felt like losing years of our lives, leaving us adrift amidst the wreckage of our shattered existence.

A brief video depicting the devastation that struck our home and our entire neighborhood in Gaza.

Desperate Plea: Escaping Gaza's Allergy Nightmare

I, Haya, suffer from severe allergy to penicillin-derived medications, and my sister, Amal, also suffers from severe allergies to medications from my family such as Paracetamol and Ibuprofen.

These allergies create a deep sense of fear and anxiety for us, as we live in a constant state of tension and fear of anything that may require a visit to the hospital. We fear being given inappropriate medications due to the unavailability of suitable treatments in Gaza because of war or lack of awareness and not informing the doctor of our allergies, which could lead to serious consequences threatening our lives.

MY Father Income

Our dreams are heading towards oblivion in the labyrinth of an uncertain future

My story, along with my siblings, represents a united team of four individuals, three of whom are skilled programmers and one graphic designer. We work as freelancers in the world of freelancing.

As for my younger sister, she is a student studying at the College of Architecture. She has always carried a big dream in her heart, a dream of being part of changing Gaza, of making it more beautiful and better. She looked forward to the day when she would receive her degree and start building this dream. But the beginning of the war changed everything. The destruction of infrastructure and universities cast shadows of despair over her dreams.

When I think of my brother in Belgium, I can't help but feel deep sadness. He has been suffering from unbearable anxiety and insomnia since the outbreak of the war. Sleep eludes him at night, and his physical and mental health collapses under the weight of these heavy burdens, negatively affecting his performance at work. Problems and challenges pile up in front of him without the slightest opportunity for rest.

We all feel psychological pressure and extreme anxiety. The war hasn't been limited to external attacks but has deeply infiltrated our daily lives. We search among the rubble for a little safety and the basic resources for survival. Every day comes with a new challenge that we must overcome.

As we sway amidst the rubble of shattered dreams, our souls wrestle and our hearts beat strongly challenging the ravages of war.

Our parents earnestly seek a way to rescue us from this hell, feeling the heavy responsibility for every moment we spend under the shadows of fear and destruction. They dream of a safe place where they can build for us a better future, filled with security and hope, for we deserve life in all its meanings of comfort and peace.

Perhaps this fundraising campaign represents a light in the midst of darkness, it is indeed the only hope we cling to firmly.

I appeal to the world as a whole to hear my cry and the mournful cry of my family in Gaza. We need the helping hand that reaches out to wipe our tears and build a bridge to safety.

Your donation is not just a donation; it's an opportunity to rebuild life and brighten a better tomorrow. Be part of our hopeful story, for we need your hand to start anew.

The purpose of the fundraising campaign

The goal of this fundraising campaign is to rescue my family - my parents, my siblings, and me - through the Rafah Crossing to Egypt, which currently requires $5000 per person. This campaign is our only chance to stay alive, and I humbly request your assistance at this critical time. I will provide you with a comprehensive breakdown of the expenses, committing to transparency and clarity.

All of our important links are here https://linktr.ee/hayanahed

Verified by :

⭐️ operation olive branch, number 26 on their spreadsheet. (On Master list)

⭐️ Project watermelon,line 249 on their spreadsheet. Or you could see it as number 212 here is the photo for more clear proof

Thank you for your kindness and support.

.جزاكم الله خيراً

yours sincerely;

Haya Alshawish.

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"Life Under the Rubble"

Hello, I am Kareman Dohan, a Palestinian mother 🍉 and an educator for generations 🧑‍🏫. I once had a simple but hopeful life. I worked as a teacher for children, spreading hope and knowledge every day. I would walk into the classroom with a smile, full of joy for the future of my students and my young son, Hamoud, who was just a toddler, and my husband, Ayman, a fisherman who spent his days battling the sea to bring home enough to keep us going.

Our days were full of struggle, but we were at peace, hoping for a better future for our son. Ayman fought the waves every day, while I taught children, trying to pave a way for them to the future. We didn’t have much, but we had everything that mattered: love and hope.❤️

Then, everything changed in a single day.

The war began, and soon, planes were flying overhead. The sounds of bombs and explosions became part of our daily lives. In a moment, everything we knew was destroyed. The school, which used to be filled with children’s laughter and the sounds of lessons, was reduced to rubble. I went there after the bombing and saw broken walls and an eerie silence. I lost my job.😭

My husband, Ayman, came home with terrible news. His fishing boat, the only source of our livelihood, had been destroyed in a nearby airstrike.💔 Everything we depended on was suddenly gone, just like the school and Ayman’s boat. All we had left was each other.

Our son, Hamoud, once full of energy and laughter, became weak. We didn’t have enough food to feed him, and the water we drank was polluted. Every day, I watched him cry from hunger and sickness, and I felt completely helpless. Ayman and I have tried everything to survive, but the situation has become unbearable.😭💔

The bombs keep falling. We hear explosions every moment and see the destruction all around us. Life here has become terrifying. All I want now is to escape to a safe place, somewhere we can start over. But we don’t even have enough money to make that simple dream come true.😭

I write to you from the heart of despair, from the ruins of our lives. My son, Hamoud, needs care, treatment, and food. We need food and clean water. We need hope.🙏 We are powerless, but I believe that there are kind people out there who will help us.

Please, consider our situation and help however you can. Every little bit could save our lives.

@90-ghost @buttercuparry @imjustheretotrytohelp @rawliverandgoronspice @rawliverandgoronspice @timogsilangan

@90-ghost @rawliverandgoronspice @imjustheretotrytohelp @timogsilangan @el-shab-hussein @buttercuparry @school-of-the-infected @brutaliakhoa @staff @soon-palestine @palestine-info-uncensored @sayruq @xinakwans @dlxxv-vetted-donations @komsomolka @remindertoclick @mostly-funnytwittertweets @atlas-of-galaxies @ghostofanonpast @gothhabiba @ashwantsafreepalestine @xclowniex @fairuzfakhira

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tfw the brownies finally kick in.

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I make like dark fucked up versions of my favorite cartoon characters smoking weed haha. Just a glimpse into my dark reality. A full stare into my twisted perspective would make most people simply go insane Imao.

But seriously if silly edits of non-human and kid's cartoon characters smoking weed makes you uncomfortable you should block me. Also I make most of these posts when I'm zooted so if I miss a tag, tell me.

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gemstones

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I have no idea what I did to my inbox but it just flat out doesn't work no more

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hey if ur not trans don’t use trans in ur everyday speak its like totally offensive so if u need to say ‘public transport’ please use the cisport or if you’re doing a heart transplant please use cisplant :/

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The rest of the thread is here.

tl;dr: Don’t monetize AO3, kids.  You won’t like what happens next.

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‏Today's vetted fundraisers

I am Nevin Al-Sir, I live in Gaza, I am 27 years old, I used to work as an accountant in an accounting firm, I am married and have a child, I was also pregnant during the war, the war on Gaza, and when the evacuation order came from our area in Gaza, we fled through the corridor that the occupation lied to us about and the safe corridor was a disaster. We walked on foot, the longest distance I have ever walked in my life. I was displaced to a tent with the rest of my family, and it was very difficult, tiring and exhausting. Every time there was an evacuation in the southern areas, I was forced to evacuate again to a worse tent. Then I gave birth to my child in a field hospital because the hospitals were out of service. I gave birth to my son in the winter, the cold and the war together, which did not destroy my house and my tent. Now we live in a tent, me, my mother, my father, my husband, my brothers, my sisters and their children, and I need your support to try to survive.

@el-shab-hussein @nabulsi @irhabiya @wellwaterhysteria @sar-soor @stuckinapril

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URGENT HELP NEEDED

I CALL FOR ALL PEOPLE WHO SUPPORT PALESTINE TO HELP US ESCAPE GENOCIDE THROUGH OUR LINK YO HAVE A CHANCE IN SURVIVING

DUE TO LACK OF ESIM AND INTERNET I CAN NOT SHARE TWEETS DAILY

IF U CAN DONATE PLEASE DO AND IF U CAN NOT SHARE

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News of massacres, of IOF aggression in Gaza never stops hitting you. Recently the IOF attack on al-Mawasi camp martyred 40 Gazans and the horror upon horror of it is that the occupation forces are using weapons that vapourize human bodies. This cruelty is not new and it has become a daily occurrence for almost a year now. Every camp, every humanitarian zone has been bombed and attacked repeatedly – from Jabalia to al-Mawasi, nowhere is safe and still Gazans are trying their best to survive however they can. So in light of this, I want to bring attention to Kareman’s campaign who nearly ESCAPED DEATH today when al-Mawasi camp was attacked.

Kareman ( @karemandohan1999 ) has been trying to fundraise for almost TWO MONTHS!! All she wants to do is protect her son, Hamoud, who is only 14 months old and she is still shaking from thinking about how close she came to losing her family in this genocide. I don't have much to say myself but I will let you hear from her directly:

Dear Friends, I'm sharing here an update as we have reached 300 terrible days since the onset of this nightmare. 

The goal has always been clear: my family and their safety come first and foremost, followed by essential supplies, drinking water, medicine, and other necessities that any household must have. The challenges are many. 

For months, we have been planning to evacuate to a safer place, that's why we wanted to make a fundraiser to help this purpose. That dream was shattered when the Rafah crossing was closed three months ago. Since then, we have adjusted our priorities.

When you see your family's difficult situation, you will spend everything you have on their comfort, no matter the cost. The focus now is on basic necessities such as food, and drinking water, and expensive medicine so we can manage the widespread diseases and epidemics. The situation in Gaza has gone from bad to worse. The prices are rising and the increasing frequency of new displacements. 

Nowhere is safe. It can be difficult to express the full picture of our suffering - words are inadequate. We miss our normal lives. We miss who we used to be...

Kareman is very scared and has been traumatized. She has been displaced so many times all to escape the IOF aggression and yet today she was almost at death's door. So please help her. She has told me that her family has not managed to even buy a tent and that they have been using sleeping covers to construct a makeshift shelter. They are also living very close to a garbage dumping site that is a breeding ground for epidemics. All in all, Kareman  wants to move immediately to a safer location but currently has no money to spare for anything except for a small amount of food and water.  

SO PLEASE BOOST and DONATE!! This is an emergency – Hamoud is getting sick from both the sand blowing in past their flimsy shelter and from the smell of the garbage and today after escaping death, the whole family is feeling very unsure and scared. Do whatever you can. Anything helps..

Currently at $7,836 / $50,000 USD.

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