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Hello
I am Haifa from Gaza
Palestine, a mother of three children. We faced many physical and psychological problems due to the war that completely destroyed our home and source of income. My children's health was destroyed due to polluted water and contaminated food.
We live in very difficult conditions. We live in a nylon tent, and my children are shivering from the cold.



My son Yousef, 9 years old, aspired to become an engineer, but the occupation destroyed his talent. Jourie and Joan, the cheerful twins full of humor and fun in our house, are 6 years old and are deprived of education. My children have no future here in Gaza. Help me get out safely


Otherwise, the price of food has become very expensive, my children make me cry bitterly because I can't provide for their needs because I don't have money. Please, your donation and help will mean a lot. We have tragedies that need you. Don't ignore me.


A donation of $10 or $20 would mean a lot to the kids.
My children need all of you. Please help me buy food and medicine for them. 🥺💔🙏🏻🙏🏻
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is (#356)✅️
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Don't skip 🚨Emergency
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, ( #564)✅️

We have been forcibly displaced from our homes and now find ourselves without shelter, food, or basic necessities.
We urgently call on kind-hearted individuals and humanitarian organizations to come to our aid.
Every donation, no matter how small, can make a big difference in the lives of our children and families.
🚨Please help us — time is running out 🚨

My name is Mahmoud Al-Halaq, from Palestine - Gaza - I am 29 years old. This message is addressed to every person who carries compassion, kindness, and love in their heart. After 470 days of war on Gaza, the destruction that has occurred, the displacement we have faced, moving from one place to another, and the loss and death of loved ones and friends, I found myself alone without a home or place, and even the prices of food are astronomical. The world has changed so much that life has become gloomy and boring. Therefore, I ask for your help in rebuilding myself, my life, and my family's life anew. You are our remaining hope in life. If there were an opportunity to work, I would not waste a minute nor ask for help from anyone, but I urgently need assistance for my family, my children, and the women to rebuild what has been destroyed and crushed in this devastating and painful war. Thank you for your time and support; we draw our strength and resilience from your support. 🍉


✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, ( #564)✅️
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so... the deadseat stream by phisnom, huh?
i spent like 6 hours making this, can't make this shit up
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Terrible phone doodle because when inspiration strikes you gotta do what you gotta do
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i hurt myself to hurt you. because you deserve it.
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Random doodles from the heatwave featuring my friend @dansfrights ‘s dess design lol
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kris!! kris kross applesauce!!
i doodled this on a really small canvas and realized way too late
this is actually a redraw of a piece from like late 2021 or something, old version under the cut (shivers)
everyone say booooo i have no idea what they're even supposed to be doing here lmao that's why i gave them the knife in the new version
#doodlesoup#deltarune#kris deltarune#kris dreemurr#im going to be an asshole and tag each of the new chapters individually#deltarune chapter 3#deltarune chapter 4#oh chapter 4 i love you so...#deltarune fanart#btw yeah im not dead but my motivation to draw sure is!
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If you thought they were zombies, you're wrong. These are the people of Gaza, scrambling for a loaf of bread. This is what hunger looks like not a disaster, but a horror scene💔




We Palestinians have a principle and an idea in our lives that we share, and we believe that it exists in the West.🇫🇲🇪🇺🇵🇸🇺🇲🇺🇳
The most honorable among you is the one who feeds the hungry, protects the orphan, and stands against injustice.”And yet today, the world that taught us these values turns away


📉 A recent World Food Programme report warns: Over 25,000 children in Gaza could die from hunger if aid doesn’t reach us soon.
Yes ، twenty-five thousand. Just imagine them… crying, starving, forgotten.
👩👦 I am Kareman, a mother of a little boy named Hamoud. We haven’t eaten properly in days. He cries from hunger, and I cry from helplessness.😭There’s no milk, no bread, no safety ، only fear and emptiness.
Please, from the depth of your heart Help us survive. Not because we ask, but because no human should suffer like this.



Donate here🌸:
GoFundMe: Click here
PayPal: Click here
Chuffed: Click here
My campaing vetted by/ @90-ghost here @gaza-evacuation-funds here
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An immense, long lasting fatigue and various aches around my head have been affecting my quality of life and ability to create. Nothing I've been doing at home has been helping and I really want to see a professional before seeking out medicine or more drastic things!
I'm sorry if this seems like an over reaction but I suffer from health anxiety, and am unfortunately jobless at the moment.
If you don't have anything to give DON'T WORRY!! I'm not going to like, think any less of you if you don't, or if you're thinking "relax, girl."
First of all, it's Girlygo, second, I don't blame you, heh.
Ko-fi
Comm prices
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oughh i am. sick. im going to draw this when im better..... ouughhhhh my lungss
#how do i even tag this with my personal tags </3333#lankmann i hope you trip and fall down some slippery stairs your teeth look like 100 yo piano keys#doai#dreams of an insomniac#doai lankmann#toon lankmann
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please help me survive being unemployed and also not get sued for overdue student loans
i've been unemployed for a couple months and i've sent out application after application, i've had interview after interview, and nobody has hired me. i am trying so hard to find a job right now. on top of that, i received a letter in the mail about my overdue student loans being sent to collections, and we are already living on a razor's edge with our budget. we can't afford groceries already. my girlfriend is the only one with a job and they just don't make enough.
it's been a rough year so far. i lost my insurance, i've been job hunting for months, and now if i don't start paying off my debt SOON i'll get dragged to court. my bank account is empty and i don't know what to do.
all i need is 142 dollars a month until i can get a job, and then i'm in the clear. i'm already sending out applications every day. i'm trying. i've tried opening commissions, but i don't have enough reach, and not enough clients. once i get a job i'll be okay. until then i'm drowning.
please consider tossing me whatever you want, anything helps, or just reblogging. if i clear above 142 dollars then i can put that towards food.
vm: cknelysium ca: cknelysium ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/cknelysium
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A Mother’s Plea: Help Us Survive and Protect My Unborn Child

My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.
I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.



Today, I am seven months pregnant and living in constant fear for my unborn daughter. I am terrified of the world she will be born into—a world of poverty, hunger, and freezing cold. We’ve been displaced over nine times, carrying nothing but the weight of loss and the hope for survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely shields us from the rain and cold.

How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?
I write to you with a heavy heart, pleading for help. I don’t ask for much, just the chance to give my daughter a safe beginning, a life with warmth and dignity. Every small donation can be a lifeline for us, and even sharing our story can make a difference. Please, help us survive this storm and rebuild our shattered lives.

To donate or support us, here is the link
From the depths of my heart, thank you for your kindness and compassion🥹❤️🙏
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