God Damn Bro

I found your instagram I found your tumblr

ok wait, reblog if you’ve cried at least once because of math, doesn’t matter which grade i’m trying to prove something 

I hate the fact I have so much love that I can’t show. Whenever I express the fact I love everyone, I’m called a weirdo. Like, yes, I would go up to a stranger and ask them if they would like a hug. Yes, I would tell them I love them. Yes, after all of that, I’d ask them for their name. I don’t know why it’s so hard to understand.

i love tumblr i can literally post how i’m feeling at the moment or display clear signs of mental illness and y’all would agree and say “real” i love this sm

Stop for a moment and read the fourth line.

While you feel warmth, walk in safety, and live your normal life, I am here in Gaza, waking up to the endless sounds of explosions.

While you take a peaceful breath, I go without food for days, hunger gnawing at my body, and I can't even give my children anything to ease their pain.

While you turn on your tap, I search for a drop of water, and the cold bites through our worn-out tent💔

How can you live in this safety while we fight just to stay alive? Can you imagine for just a moment what it's like to be in our shoes?😭

We need you now more than ever.

I am Kareman Palestinian mother and children's teacher , and I live with my husband Ayman and my son Hamoud in an unending hell since October 7th, 2023.

The war has destroyed everything in our lives. We used to live a simple life, but it was full of hope. Now, all that remains for us is fear and suffering. The school where I worked has been destroyed, my husband's boat, which provided for us, is now just rubble, and we have nothing left.

We now live in a tattered tent that offers no protection from the freezing cold or the constant bombings surrounding us. Every night, we sleep hearing the sounds of explosions, never knowing if we will wake up to a new dawn. As for food, it has become a luxury we can no longer afford. The price of flour has exceeded $350, and the milk for my son Hamoud is only available to me at $125, which is what we need just to survive.

Despite all these challenges, we live with only one hope: to evacuate when the crossing is opened. But the cost of evacuation exceeds $45,000, a huge sum that we do not have. We need your help now more than ever. Every small donation is a chance for us to stay alive, and every support from you is the only hope for us to escape this hell.

Every time we remember the displacements and the shells falling around us, we wonder: Will there ever be a day when we can escape this suffering? Will there be a day when we can provide food for our children in a safe place? We only want a chance to survive, a chance to escape this hell😭

Please, do not leave us in this darkness😔🙏

Help us live, because every new moment in this hell is a challenge to stay alive😭🫂

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Donate to Save Kareman Dohan's Family from Despair, organized by Zenzi Zeme

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How I look at my S/O after I shift

(I am going to take their ability to speak)

Don't SKIP HELp😍💕😭

am Asmaa Abed from Gaza, 39 years old💔👀

The whole world witnessed the tragedy that struck our lives in Gaza, where my family and I survived many previous wars. But today we face the most dangerous and fiercest battle in the current war. We are in urgent need, as we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs of food, water and safe shelter.😍💔

Here is our story - On October 7th, our lives changed forever, as my family and I were evacuated from southern Gaza to West Mawasi Khan Yunis, hoping to return soon, but it was not meant to happen. It was a new house I built before the war, it cost me a lot of money and I couldn't be happy with it. It was surrounded, burned, and then completely destroyed. Our home, once a bastion of hope, is now in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams.

The night before we left for Mawasi Khan Yunis al-Bahr was terrifying. The sounds of bombing were everywhere, making a loud noise that seemed to penetrate our souls. Each explosion shook the ground like an earthquake, sending waves of fear through our trembling bodies. It fills us with fear. The smell of destruction and blood wafted through the air, making it difficult to breathe. When dawn came, we saw the devastation all around us💘💝❤️‍🔥

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Donate to Help Asmaa Abed Find Safety, organized by Jamie Grime

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Hello my friends

We are a family of 5 begging for help to survive.

With everything you can To everyone reading these words, we are now in the 10 month of the war on Gaza. These days are filled with nothing but fear and deprivation, and the sounds of bombing and destruction shatter our dreams. In our home in Gaza, I live with my family of 5. Our lives have turned into details of oppression and suffering, which still weigh heavily on the shoulders of my father and mother, my sisters Ghazal and Mesk.

Please help us and donate to save our lifes

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Thanks 🙏

Please help this beautiful family of five to evacuate and live their life’s freely!!