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🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

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Please, 🙏 Am begging u from the bottom of my heart ❤️. I know you have a big influence and if u share my fundraiser, perhaps we can be able to get help. We really need some good medicine 💊 for the ARV patients here .

Even the food we bought is finished, but we have about 116 Refugees benefiting from this fundraiser 🙏

Imagine if 50$ can save over 100 people from sleeping hungry a day, then could you save some money for us 🙏

https://gofund.me/5adf5bf9

Im unable to dinate but ill share

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!!!!

A Future Beyond War Starts With You 💙

My name is Naser, and war has taken everything from me—my mother, my sister, my home, and the life I once knew. In an instant, my world was shattered, leaving behind nothing but memories and the weight of loss.

But even in the darkest moments, I refuse to give up. Because amidst the pain, I still have something worth fighting for—my three younger brothers.

🔹 One dreams of becoming a doctor, to heal others so they don’t have to endure the pain we’ve faced.

🔹 Another aspires to be an engineer, hoping to one day rebuild what war has destroyed.

🔹 And the youngest? He doesn’t have big dreams yet—he just wants to be a kid again, to wake up in a home that feels safe, to play without fear.

🏡 We Need a Home. We Need Education. We Need Hope.

Right now, we are not just fighting for survival—we are fighting for the chance to live, to grow, to dream again. We are fighting for a future where my brothers can become the doctor, the engineer, the child who gets to have a childhood.

💙 This is where you come in.

I’m not asking for much—just a chance. A chance to rebuild, to give my brothers a future beyond war.

Your support, whether through a donation or simply sharing our story, can make all the difference. Even the smallest act of kindness can create ripples of change.

🙏 Will you help us rebuild?

Together, we can prove that war doesn’t get the final word—hope does. Thank you for standing with us. 💙✨

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was the last post related with kayla? i feel so bad for her, like wtf? it triggered me a little cause it made me remember some bad memories with my mom and dad. i honestly don’t get it. what’s the point of being in a relationship with the girl you claim to love just to literally beat her and insult her? disgusting. literally DISGUSTING.

did you just spam me w the same message 6 times?....

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was the last post related with kayla? i feel so bad for her, like wtf? it triggered me a little cause it made me remember some bad memories with my mom and dad. i honestly don’t get it. what’s the point of being in a relationship with the girl you claim to love just to literally beat her and insult her? disgusting. literally DISGUSTING.

im sorry... I dont know a Kayla.... I was ranting about my heartbreak, but yes, DA is disgusting, did she manage to survive?

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how am I supposed to write when I'm busy wondering why men irl are so cruel

All i have to offer rn is gut wrenching angst, bc that's all my life is rn

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What Strength Really Means 💪

✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters {537} ✅️

Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.

I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.

Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔

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MY HEART JUST DROPPED AND PERRISHED

WHY CANT THE KINDA MAN VIJAY IN HIS MOVIES IS BE IRL

PRETTY, LOYAL AND DOWN FUCKING BAD.

WHY. GOD WHY SEND ME THE ONES WHO ALW END UP HURTING MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY WHYYYYYYYYYY WHY WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY MY HEART IS SO DONE W BEIN HURT IT LEFT MY BODY AND RAN TO ITS GRAVE AND BURIED ITSELF 1000000000000000 FEET UNDERGROUNDD> WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

(this is why i should've just been a delulu kpop stan. SO A REAL MAN CANT HURT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE)

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Gaza Does Not Die… But We Are Bleeding ✊

✅ Verified by @gazavetters {520} ✅✅

Shared by @90-ghost

I am Musab Ahmed. I once had a home, I once had a life… but now, everything I knew is nothing but rubble. My house was completely destroyed by the relentless bombing that took away even our memories.

My body did not escape this war—I was injured in my shoulder, underwent surgery, but I still need another operation to regain my full mobility. Yet, the greatest pain is not mine… it’s the pain of my daughter Lama, whose little hand could not withstand the bombing. She was injured and had to have a metal plate implanted in her hand, and we are still struggling to get her the treatment she needs.

All we ask for is a chance to live… A life that was stolen from us under the bombs and destruction. We need your support to continue our treatment and to try and rebuild what’s left of us.

Help us stay strong—Gaza is bleeding.

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hii! are you continuing bloodied flower?

im in the process of getting back to writing, but ill get around updating eventually<3

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Hello,

I hope you’re all doing well. 🌿

I need your help to share my family's story and raise awareness about our struggle. Every voice counts, and your support means the world. 🙏

💬 Please reblog my pinned post or, if you're able, consider donating just $5—it could be life-changing for those facing unimaginable hardship.

Your kindness and solidarity make a real difference. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍✨

@abedmajeed

i think i have rebloged this post before

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Hello, wonderful souls! 🤍🌍

I hope you're doing well. 🌿

Could you help me amplify my family's story and bring awareness to our struggle? 🙏🏻

💬 Please reblog my pinned post or consider donating just $5—your support could truly make a difference in saving lives amidst war and hardship.

Your kindness and voice matter more than you know. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍🌿

🕊️ @mosabsdr | Every share counts. 💫

i have reblogged since i cant donate

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🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️‍🩹

Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.

This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.

Our Journey So Far

When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.

But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.

Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:

🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.

😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.

💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.

How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:

$5 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️

Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.

✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters ( #309 ) ✅️

Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.

Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.

With all my love and gratitude,

Mosab and Family ❤️

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alw the men who indeed are so perfect....

love is just so fucking painful, singularity looks so much more better atm.

i feel bad im still praying that i have a future w him, but i hope this guy does actl love me...

if thats even possible in this day and age.

id much rather have the love story of Sitaramam, its angsty, and painful, heart wrenchingly perfect. But it's true love... the kind of love that lives on for many lives.

so why isnt that love present now?

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MY BBY UPLOADED AHHHH

CHAPTER 13 ( MASTERLIST)

Summary: it's the start of a new year at university. You're a mom of two lovely toddlers, but you seem to be having problems with your relationship. Riki Nishimura one of your classmates seem to take interest in you based on your looks

Last Chapter Recap: Cameron had a nightmare

TL- @miumiuisme @nikiswifereal27 @rowretro , @firstclassjaylee ( Tried to tag all lmk if user is diff)

“What do you think about this shirt? It's cool isn't it?” Riki holds a pink shirt in front decorated with bumble bees in front of Cameron. “Papa it's ugly!” she giggles. “Damn harsh , you're right bees are a no, i’m definitely not sending you to your first day with this tch, you'll probably get bullied. ” He mumbles the last sentence putting the outfit back. 

It's been a year later and Riki got tasked with doing some school shopping with the kids for their first day of kindergarten while you work on school work at home. 

“I like it!” Cera Reaches for it and Riki makes an ‘ oop’ face. “Beautiful shirt for a beautiful girl!” He drops the shirt in the cart, fake smile plastered.

“Papa you said it was ugly, it's not pretty.” Cameron says.

Riki quickly brainstorms some type of excuse for his words. “Uh, I said it was ugly because I was testing you two to see if- uh. Uhh.” He stumbles.

Cameron tilts her head waiting for an answer , and that reminds him of you.

“That is scary!” He laughs. “You look just like Yn when you do that, a little too scary in my opinion.” .

Cameron becomes disinterested in the conversation and wanders off. “Hey, no walking off, I don't want you getting snatched!” He walks over to her grabbing her wrist. “I wanted to look at the blue clothes there, I won't get lost! “

“Nuh uh  I need to return home with both of you not with none of you.”

“Cera's gone, I'm gonna tell mommy you lost Cera! And mommy is gonna make you sleep outside!”

“Dont. I didn't loose her , I know exactly where she his Cameron okay?” Riki walks back the the area from before , holding Cameron's hand. “Cera??” He calls out and gets no sound in return. “CERA!!!!! COME BACK! WE'RE LOOKING FOR YOU!’ Cameron shrieks.

Cera walks into view holding a Barbie shirt . “Can I get this please! “ “You scared me to death! What did I tell you about walking off??” Riki pulls out his father voice. “Don't walk away by myself?” “,Right, so why'd you Walk away by yourself?” He quirks an eyebrow. “Because, I saw a Barbie shirt and I want it . Pleaseeeee pleaseeee!”

“How much is it?” Riki takes it from her and checks the price tag. His eyes nearly fall out of head in shock. “Aish what the hell! Why is this shirt 54 dollars?? “ Riki sets the shirt on a random display. “Let's move on from that - abomination right there, we buy off-brand drinks for a reason and my job definitely doesn't pay enough for that..”

“No!!! Please papa!!!”

“It's 54 dollars cer! There's a million things we could get for 54 dollars that wayyy more worth it .”

“Its worth it!!! Please! If we don't get it I'll die!” She jumps up and down. “Papa said no.”Cameron Consigns. “You should seriously stop saying you'll die. You won't. You'll be fine and no , we are not getting that shirt, let's keep walking.” Riki Pat's cera's back.

Riki starts pushing the cart and Cera's eyes start watering.

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“Catch!” Riki warns tossing a foam football to Cameron. “I got it!” It files over her head. “I don't got it!!” She hurries and grabs it throwing it back with bad form and it bounces. She frowns at the failed attempt. Riki picks it up and catches her sadness. “Hey cam it's okay, keep an eye on the ball okay? Then go go catch it, ready??”

Cera lays on a nearby mattress that's for sale, watching in sadness still sad about the Barbie shirt.

“I'm ready Papa!” Cameron raises her hands.

“No, no, put your hands down, wait till I throw it then catch it!”

She drops her hands.

“Alright you got this!” He throws it again and she just watches it fly past and he facepalms. “It's okay , it's okay , I gave bad instructions, let's try this one more time.”

The third attempt.

“ When I throw it at you , AND you see if you have to TRY to catch it , don't just let it go.” He instructs.

“I won't let it go, I can do it!”

“Perfect Cam, throwing it!!!”

He lightly tossed it and her arms surround the ball, the ball almost jumping out her arms.

“YOU DID IT! YOU DID IT!! WOOOOO!” He claps extremely loudly and people look over.

“I DID IT! I DID IT! PAPA I DID IT! “ They run towards each other for a hug.

“Cameron promise me you'll sign up for the NFL because that catch was nastyyy!”

“What's the NFL Papa? I've never heard of that before.”

“It's American football and you're a BEAST at it!”

“That doesn't make sense Papa, I'm human not a beast! Why do you say weird words ?”

“It's not weird. It's called a expression cameron. Okay? Anyways we should probably get back to …. Shopping….” His smile drops seeing an employee stare right at him.

“Yeah let's go you two, yikes!!”

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“How does the shoe fit Cera?”

She lifts up her foot in response.

“ill take a look. But why are you so quiet? You know cer, ever since I told you that you couldn't get that rip off Barbie shirt- the Barbie shirt. Are you still upset that you didn't get it? We'll buy it at another place!”

“I want that one though Papa. Not from another place. “

Riki thinks about caving in and buying the shirt but he know that he'd be sleeping outside for a month if he did that.

“Sorry cer , I really am but we're not getting that shirt. How about you think about what food we're gonna eat after we finish shopping! “

She pouts. “Okay, what are we going to eat?”

“Hmmm there's this pizza place that smells really good. Like insanely good. wait where's Cameron she sbeen quiet for way too long.” he whips his head around and spots her instantly. She's trying on sunglasses, bending the frames.

“Ay! Cam stop that! Don't do That! Me and your mom won't be happy if we have to pay for it because you break it.” He comes over and takes it from her hand setting it up high. “I wasn't going to break it! I was looking at it! “ “Sure kiddo. Remember how you broke it last time and we had to leave the store so we wouldn't get caught, we're basically criminals on the run to be honest. I'm definitely not ready for jail and I doubt you are.”

“I'm not a criminal papa that's just you.”

“No it is NOT just me. Especially you Cameron, the police are gonna track our down by our hair-” he leans closer to face. “They're gonna burst in your house while youre sleeping -”

she swallows afraid, hands wiping her sides, nervously.

“They're gonna ask me where's the criminal at, and I'll be like ‘ oh you mean Cameron?? Cameron the criminal?” He stops for a second , holding back his laugh. “ She's in her room officer, I'll lead you to her-” “I don't wanna be a criminal papa! I don't wanna go to jail like My daddy!”

Riki cringes at that response. “Alright.”he sighs. “Joke is officially over . You're not going to jail Cameron I was messing with you- you silly princess.” He pinches her cheek. “I won't?? Are you sure Papa! Don't lie! Lying is bad! The police are gonna come!”

“Cameron it was a joke. I was messing with you the police aren't gonna track you down or come to your house , it's just a funny joke. Or supposed to be funny.”

“I knew that! “ She beams.

“Oh you definitely definitely did . Yep , you were never once scared through out that.” “nuh uh, never .”

“Good, let's gooooo, we got shoes to find, shit-shoot I need to update your mom. AFTER I text her we'll go, stay right here don't get snatched up .”

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“Papa why do you curse alot? It's bad,” “Uh well you see Cameron— …… okay I can't answer that, give me any other question.” “When we go to kindergarten can you come!” Cera listens intently for his answer.

“I can't, trust me id grab me a little seat and sit right next to you two if I could. “

“ I'm scared of kindergarten… “

“You two are gonna do great okay? You don't have to be scared, but you can be brave for me. “

“I don't wanna leave you tommorow.” Cameron hugs him  and his eyes start feeling funny. “I don't want you two to leave either!” He pulls Cera into the hug as well holding them tightly in his arms, tears escaping.

“Papa kiwi please let us stay home,.”

“Yeah- I mean  no- you guys Still- have to go-”

“But Papa ki I'll miss you and mommy, I don't wanna go! Can Grandma park teach us!”

Cera nods adding in, “ Papa kiwi let us stay with grandma park instead!”

Riki can't even respond, as his tears fall, he's devasted himself. He wishes he could call the whole thing off as well. He'd never thought about this moment in the future. Having to send his kids to school, yet it came quicker then he expected. He accidentally lets out a soft sob and Cameron picks it up. “Papa are you crying?”

“No.-” his voice waivers and he coughs to fix his throat. “Not crying.”

“I really don't wanna go to kindergarten..” Cera frowns.

“ same. I don't want you two to go either.” He whispers.

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The car ride home.

“Okay listen up girls, new rule, no more talking about kindergarten for the remainder of the car ride.” Riki announces.

“Why not?” Cameron asks.

“Because I said so, and when we get home we're watching TV together.”

“What are we gonna watch?* Cera asks intrigued.

“ So I know for sure you haven't heard of it and it's called home alone.”

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And as he said, they did.

Movie playing on living room TV. Cameron's head laid in his lap and Cera sat upright next to him. “I love you two to death.”

“Me too Papa! I love you, to… death?!” Cera repeats.

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Hello, wonderful souls! 🤍🌍

I hope you're doing well. 🌿

Could you help me amplify my family's story and bring awareness to our struggle? 🙏🏻

💬 Please reblog my pinned post or consider donating just $5—your support could truly make a difference in saving lives amidst war and hardship.

Your kindness and voice matter more than you know. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍🌿

🕊️ @mosabsdr | Every share counts. 💫

I was confused for a second bc it was anonymous

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ay ay ay...

Kim Soo Hyun man, promotions for Queen of tears are over. Somehow, his acting just got worse when he cried in that press conference "I'm taking the legal way" is it? watch the cops catch him in his lies so easily, unravel something more eerie, just based on how he's acting. I doubt highly he's innocent now.