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how would you continue under these conditions?
even though @hildanasr1 has been fundraising on here for several months and been vetted by mohammed ayesh w gazaevacuationfunds since october 9, her family has barely received any donations.
on top of surviving under constant shelling, losing all sense of stability, living with nine people crammed into a tiny tent afflicted by snakes and insects, struggling to find adequate food every day, and the terror of being pregnant (!!) for the first time when healthcare infrastructure is constantly at the brink of collapse--hilda has to go through the demeaning, frustrating process of navigating tumblr and twitter to ask for help. she endures constant disappointment and annoyance because it's her family's best shot to survive.
this is exhausting. these people are exhausted! what else does she have to do to win our attention and sympathy?
right now her campaign is at €1,391 / €50K. let's get hilda to €2,000 by friday! please ask yourself if you can spare even the price of a coffee.
tagging for reach:
@butchniqabi @northgazaupdates2 @thatsonehellofabird
@killjoycatlady @spelllingandthemysteryschool @brutaliakhoa
@killy @capacity2 @velvetys @dirhwangdaseul
@prisonhannibal @beserkerjewel @wellwaterhysteria @cuntylouis @sergle
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We have been living in Gaza for more than 10 months, death and destruction.The ongoing killing and what shocks us the most is that the countries that claim human rights, children’s rights, women’s rights and animal rights are watching what is happening to us from killing, starvation and destruction of all means of livelihood and they are still silent. I hope that you will not remain silent and that you will help us so that we can live.
@90-ghost @operation-firecobraclaw @fundacionarellanoalonso @riding-with-the-wild-hunt @sar-soor @lessaara
Legit fundraiser help us
Old account verified by @90-ghost
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Hello, please, a little time, a little donation saves the lives of people who no longer have anything to do but ask you and ask for your help, because we are absolutely certain that you are the ones with compassionate hearts, those who stand against injustice, against persecution, against displacement, against starvation, and against genocide in Gaza. I am writing these words to you while my heart is crushed with pain due to my inability to provide any assistance, whether to my wife, children, or grandchildren. Please help us. My wife needs treatment, and I have no choice but to ask you to help us. Your little donation is worth a lot to us. thank you all
@90-ghost @fundacionarellanoalonso @operation-firecobraclaw @el-shab-hussein
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That was an interesting question @mohammedgaza90 asked in comment. Because it's actually quite a good question. To most it may come across as an exaggeration and simply unimaginable, but for many it's in fact a reality. It's his current reality. Everything around him must be a constant reminder of that reality leaving hardly anyone to reach but put faith in complete strangers who may either face the level of precarity that does justify his initial question but more importantly people who can't even imagine being 5$ away to starve and who may be able to make a difference.
https://gofund.me/4504f4a5
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YESSSSS ALL OF THESE ARE AMAZING!
A part of a chapter from my Aphmau Incorrect Quotes fic.
Zane, laying in bed: Get out of my room. Garroth, standing just outside of the door frame: I’m not in your room.
Vylad: lying down and crying Zane: There, there. Why don’t you take some time off to not be around me while you’re like this?
Laurence: Hey Zane, do you wanna help us? Zane: Oh, I would… but I don’t want to.
Zane, walking into his house: Hello, people who do not live here. Garroth: Hey. Ein: Hi. Aphmau: Hello. Pierce: Hey! Zane: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only! Travis: We were out of Doritos.
Zex: You’d be stupid to lay a hand on me. Leif: Oh, you’d be surprised how much stupid shit I do.
Zane: Helpful grammar tip: “farther” is for physical distance, “further” is for metaphorical distance, and “father” is for emotional distance!
Noi: I made this friendship bracelet for you. Pierce: You know, I’m not really a jewelry person. Noi: You don’t have to wear… Pierce: No, I’m gonna wear it forever. Back off.
Aph: When I said you should try being friendlier this isn't what I meant. Zane, stirring a cup of tea aggressively: Oh, so now I'm TOO friendly? There's no pleasing you. Ein, who broke into his house an hour ago: Two sugars please. Zane: Coming right up.
Rhys: Please say words of encouragement to me so I don’t murder someone right now. Pierce: There are no books in prison. Rhys: sighs Thank you.
Lorelai: When was the last time you cried? Noi: Uh, 15 minutes ago, why?? Lorelai, alarmed: Really?! That recent?! Noi: Yeah *voice crack* Is that an issue? *starts crying again*
Gene, to Dante: You're starting to forget your Spanish. You don't practice. Dante: Lo siento. Estoy embarazada. Gene: You just told me you're pregnant. Aphmau: Congratulations, Dante, you're glowing!
Rhys: What do we think of Pierce? *pause* Noi: *sighs* Nice pal. Leif: I think he’s gay.
Squad reactions to being called straight: Gene: The fuck, no I'm not. Blaze: Excuse the hell out of you? Travis: Ding dong, you are wrong! Vylad: Who told you that? And why did they lie? Garroth: Rude. Katelyn: *punches the person* (Fun fact: all of these are canon!)
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Save the Memphis Trolleys. Sign the petition! Please reblog to spread the word!
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I am Abdul Hamid, and this is my mother. The circumstances of the war wanted to destroy my dreams and my mother’s dreams, that I should complete my studies and become successful, compensate my mother for her years of trouble, and benefit myself and society. I hope you look at us with mercy, and this is my university degree. Help me complete my dream and on the path to my success. Help me, even if just a little. Or help me get our message to the donors💔💔🇯🇴I note that my father died when I was one year old💔😔😭and my mother and I’s dream is to live a decent life and complete my education. Please help me 😔
https://gofund.me/e01da0d2
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At their very lowest minimum mental ability (If we assume that's what they have), they have the skills to create a village and trade, which requires gathering materials because fuck, we aren't the ones giving them the cobble and wood. Hell, they have jobs, which requires even more mental usage. Villagers aren't stupid, we just don't see things from their perspective.
Absolutely hate it when minecraft stories portray villagers as stupid/inferior to the player/s 👎👎👎👎👎 Big thumbs down👎
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obviously the doylist reason why the Autobots keep befriending human children is bcos they are in a kids TV show but on a watsonist level i like to think they're a bit hazy on what children actually are
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Save my family from the devastation of war
Hello
Iam Jihad Nasser, a 34-year-old aluminum technician who took great pride in his work and his family. Jihad was deeply content with his beautiful family: his wife Ghada and their three children—Nasser, who was 6 years old, Jana, who was 10 years old, and Mohammad, who was just 2
Before the war, Jihad enjoyed a peaceful and stable life. His days were filled with work and joy, and his home was a place of hope and happiness. Each day was a new opportunity to achieve his dreams and provide security for his family. His home was filled with cherished memories and big dreams.
But then, the war arrived suddenly, opening doors to pain and fear. Bombs destroyed everything Jihad held dear—he lost his job, his workplace was wrecked, and his home, once a safe haven, was reduced to ruins. Everything turned to ashes in moments, and Jihad found himself facing a new reality full of devastation and despair.
With no choice but to flee in search of safety for his family, Jihad embarked on a difficult journey. They wandered through war-torn areas, looking for a safe place, but hope was scarce. They saw destruction in every corner, and the faces of people reflected the harshness of the times.
Amidst this darkness, Jihad clung to a small hope in his heart—the hope of finding a place that could offer his family some degree of safety and peace. Each day was a new struggle, as he fought to secure food and a place to sleep, but hope never left him.
Jihad knows that any help, no matter how small, could make the difference between life and death. Thus, he appeals to anyone who can offer assistance to his family, not just to meet their basic needs but also to help rebuild his lost dream and give his family a chance to live with dignity.
His story reminds us that behind every number and image in war news, there is a real person trying to survive and live in peace. With every helping hand extended, we can restore hope and build a better future..
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Request for a special person from my tumblr dms!!!
I won't get into it cause it's honestly not worth any more time than I already spent messing with this obvious troll, but have this! It's also my first time drawing Pomni!!!
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i’m here speaking on behalf of mahmoud. (@ma7moudgaza2)
i talk to mahmoud every day, and honestly? the situation he’s in terrifies me. i could not imagine what he’s going through, and the fact that he has no escape haunts me.
to those of you reading this who need to hear it;
i understand that activism burns a lot of people out. it’s stressful to fight. it’s terrifying to be in palestine, in congo, in sudan right now. it’s exhausting to help fight, day after day after day. but you need to keep helping. sit down for a second of you need it, and then stand up, dust off your clothes, and keep on walking.
the world will not be rebuilt in a day. but we keep fighting nonetheless.
back to the post:
i had to edit a lot of what mahmoud said, for both conciseness and clarity. but here is the exact copy.
“Oh Lord...” was the last word I said before going to sleep, and it came out of me with a flame of burning and fear. I prayed and sat in my tent, looked up at the sky through the cracks of the tent, and recalled what had happened during the year. My tears flowed, my head began to hurt, and suffocation was killing my chest. I usually turn on the internet after dinner, but tonight I didn't want to. I wanted to go out, but where should I go? for whom?
Imagine yourself in my place. Around 20 members of my family, I remembered my beautiful memories and the news of my friends’ death. My body shook and I sat on the floor, and the screams of my mother and sisters filled the place. I wanted to sleep and didn't want to wake up. I remembered how I walked with 10 children from north to south. The responsibilities I carry are greater than I can handle. I remembered searching for a home for my family, standing in line to get food, and how upset the people closest to us were.
I woke up to my mother’s voice asking me: “What’s wrong with you, Mahmoud?” I went out, but I felt strange and I came back and sat at the tent door feeling suffocated. I reassured myself of returning, but I remembered that our house had been bombed, and there was nothing left. I put the pillow on my head and said, “Lord, you are hers.” I woke up today and we were afraid, but thank God, nothing happened. I wasn't going to work, but I was encouraged. I'm really suffocated and I have nothing. The only thing left is the money from the fundraising campaign you launched. I was hesitant to ask for help, but now I have no choice.
I ask you for help. $10 could save me and my family. If you can't, participate in the campaign. You are the only hope.
if mahmoud’s story doesn’t speak to you, i don’t know what i can say that can.
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Help my family to get out and sea for what is left of life. The war is devastating. Death is approachin every person and destruction is everywhere. We hope that there is hope before it is too late.
Donate 10$ if u can to save my family 👨👩👧👦❤️
Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #22 )
My Gofundme link 👇
My original story Click here
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