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Hello folks I hope we can help by donating and share Saja's post, she is a mother to an 8 months old baby and right now she really need access to food and clean water to feed her baby
"A Voice from Gaza… A Cry for Help"
Hello, I’m Saja from Gaza 🇵🇸💔 I’m writing to you today during one of the hardest moments of my life… For months, we’ve been living under the fire of war 💣. The bombing never stops, and death follows us everywhere 🕊️. Destruction has become a daily scene in our lives 🏚️.
But war is not our only enemy… Prices have skyrocketed 💸🔥, and everything has become unaffordable. A loaf of bread 🍞, a box of milk 🥛, a bottle of water 🚰… have all become distant dreams. Even the most basic needs are no longer within reach. We survive on so little, trying to hold on despite the pain 😔.
My home is no longer the same 🏠❌, our lives have changed, and safety has vanished. My children no longer know peaceful sleep or full meals 🛏️🍽️. Every day brings a new danger, and every night we pray just to survive one more day 🙏.
This is a picture of my home after the bombing… Our dreams turned to rubble. 🧱💔
Today, I am asking you for a helping hand 🤝, a message of support 📣, a kind word 💬, or any contribution, no matter how small 💖. Any support — big or small — makes a real difference in our lives 🌟.
If you’re unable to donate, please help by sharing or reblogging this post 🔁. My voice may not reach far, but with your help, it can reach those who can make a difference 🌍✨.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart to everyone who reads and cares ❤️. Your presence gives hope in a time where we’ve lost almost everything 🌹.
I hate adulthood. it's draining me holy cow, life make no sense and I am flippin' clueless
Hey folks I hope you could see this and help Abdelmajed and his family from Gaza, he has a young daughter and right now he really really need your help
Peace be upon you, I never imagined I’d write a plea to the world like this… But today, I have no other choice.
My name is Abdel-Majeed. I’m a father to a baby girl who hasn’t even turned one 👶, and a husband to a patient, broken-hearted wife — she has nothing left but her tears and prayers.
We are now living under a sky raining fire 💥 and on a land with no food and no water 🚫💧. Hunger is eating us alive. The shelling never stops. Even the soup kitchens have closed 🚷 — And the only hope left is in the hearts of the kind and merciful ❤️.
I know the world is tired. I know everyone is struggling. But I am writing to you from deep pain — From the heart of a father with nothing left: No milk 🍼, no bread 🍞, not even a drop of hope.
A bag of flour here costs $600 💸. Can you imagine?
We don’t dream of meat 🥩 or fruit 🍎 — We just want a small piece of bread to silence my baby girl’s cries.
I cry in silence 😢 as I watch her tremble from hunger, while my wife tries to soothe her with the softest voice full of broken tenderness…
But love alone doesn’t feed. And it doesn’t protect us from the bombs 💔.
Please… Don’t scroll past. Even $5 could be the line between life and death.
I’m not asking for the impossible. I just want to keep my family alive. To give my daughter one more day…
Please share — don’t let this post fade. Let it reach every living heart.
Save a life today. Be the hope we no longer have. ✨
Vetted by @gazavetters
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. 💔
But I don’t want this to just be a story of loss. I want it to be a story of hope. No matter how much has changed, I refuse to stop believing in better days. I refuse to stop dreaming of a future where I can rebuild, where I can find peace, where I can wake up in the morning without fear.
That’s why I’m here. To share my journey. To connect with people who believe in kindness and humanity. To remind myself—and anyone reading this—that even in the darkest times, there is still light. ✨
If you’ve read this far, thank you. I’d love to get to know you too. Tell me something about yourself in the comments. Let’s build something positive together. 💬💙
And I'm now waiting to be Vetted by @gazavetters 🙏
an assortment of 3d figurines I made on Paint3d - a painfully faulty retarderie outdated app with unexpected crash and faulty in-app storage
[Cat trip], funky prints matching colorful mushrooms and a psychedelic cat for this modern outfit by Gofukuya
EDIT: thanks for the addition @pyritea!
Hello ! I wanted to add my two cents here, if you're interested? The psychedelic cat is inspired (reproduced) from a drawing of Louis Wain (1860-1939), who was famous for his many portrayals of cats! His art is very cool :D
The 10/10 art in question: