You really honestly don't have to comment on posts about sex to say you don't like sex or that the post isnt relevant to your orientation, or comment on posts about food to say you're vegan or allergic, or posts about "what are your favorite games?" to say you don't play games. It is not necessary that you remind every random blogger every time their post is not relevant to everyone on earth at once, I can assure you everybody knows that and is not learning anything new from your net zero addition
Oameni buni și frați in patrie, cum am ajuns sa fim într-o situație ca cea din SUA?
Și alta intrebare, cine e Georgescu asta și de cine a fost pus
Că singur nu a strâns atâtea voturi morții lui
La turul 2 votați fie cu Lasconi fie cu PSD, care o pica
Că altfel rămânem fără țară
Vai de noi
Hello dear .. My name is Abdul Rahman Halas, married to the martyred journalist Alaa Al-Dahdouh. My journalist wife works for the Watan News Agency and we had a beautiful child named Karam. The real disaster began on Wednesday, May 31, 2024, when my wife, my child and I were surprised by a huge missile that fell on us and exploded in the place where we were, targeting the house we fled to and other neighboring houses
. At that moment, my journalist wife Alaa hugged our child Karam to protect him from the hell of the missile, but she turned into pieces and died immediately. My child Karam and I miraculously escaped certain death when the pressure of the missile threw me a long distance, which resulted in me being injured by numerous shrapnel and multiple injuries that led to severe fractures in my leg and damage to the nerves in my hand and foot and various shrapnel in different parts of my body
. My wife is a journalist covering the crimes of genocide against defenseless civilians in the Gaza Strip. With the intensification of the bombing and the scarcity of food and water, my wife and I struggled daily to secure food for our only child Karam, who was also suffering from severe fear because of The brutal bombing of the Gaza Strip.
Now after the disaster that befell my family, I need your generous support to overcome my ordeal and pay for my treatment and surgeries. I need several surgeries outside the Gaza Strip that cost a lot of money, and I am in dire need of your tears and support.
I am confident that after reading my sad story, you will sympathize with me and share with me and will not leave me and my child Karam alone.
Donate to me or share my campaign with your friends to donate to me
No matter how small your donation is, it means to me a chance for me and my child to be treated and to stay safe.
Today I tried again to draw an owl. But anyway, I was busy, tired, and got in a hurry, and the owl drawing has been even worse then yesterday. Well. Lets hope that tomorrow I do it better.
"You can't condense all of Chainsaw Man into one pane-"
sharing some gofundmes of Palestinians that haven't reached their goals yet
Help Rani Escape Gaza
Help majd's family evacuate from death in Gaza
Help me to evacuate my family from Gaza
Support the Future of AbdalRahman from Gaza
Help Nael to survive and complete his studies.
Help Baraa and her injured family out of Gaza
Help Sana’a and her family evacuate from Gaza
Help Sara get treatment leave Gaza with her family
Reda in Gaza to survive the war
Help me and my brothers flee Gaza
Yeah, today it is clear it is not in me. So here is another amateur drawing. I tried to combine the colors for the sky, but I dont think it turned out well(mostly because I was in a hurry).
GO APOLLO GO
SIC 'EM
EVERYONE LEND HIM YOUR STRENGTH!
you know that phenomenon where vaccines are so effective that people forget how scary the original disease was? I think Americans are like this about government