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Hello 🖐

I am aya living in North Gaza with my three children, and we are facing starvation in the northern region. We have moved more than 13 times trying to find a safe place, but there is no safety anywhere.

I am asking for your help to protect my children and get us out of this imminent danger😥.

Your donations and sharing of my story will greatly contribute to our survival.🙏🙏

https://gofund.me/7dc97966

please, share Aya's gofund.me link so her family (including her husband and 3 very young children) can find a safe location to be after their home was destroyed ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian babies that were left to starve to death then rot in their beds by the IOF.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian doctors surrounded by bodies of dead children begging the world to stop the slaughter.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian children who held a press conference in English to beg the world to stop murdering them because they want to live.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Priest who said "We will not accept your apology after the genocide" to the world.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Imam who used the speakers of the Mosque, not to call people to prayer but to call out to God while the world around them was burning from American supplied Israeli bombs.

I'm never forgetting the grandfather who held his dead grandchild in his arms. Or the father carrying the remains of his two children in plastic shopping bags. Or the mother holding her dead child in a shroud. Or the father sitting among the rubble after he lost his whole family. Or the girl trapped under a broken building begging for people to save her family first. Or the boy who cried when he saw his brother alive. Or the girl who asked if she was still alive after being pulled from the rubble. Or the boy who carried the remains of his brother in his backpack. Or the old man the IOF used for a photoshoot before they shot him dead after getting pictures. Or the little boy wearing plastic gloves to pick up the remains of his family. Or the graves desecrated. Or the body of that small baby girl left alone in a tent because no one knew who she was or if her family was alive, small and alone and not one person who knew her name to bury her. Or the young boy who was shot in the street while his sister watched from the window. Or the men and boys who were stripped naked in winter. Or those tortured. Or those made to stand in open graves. Or the people who were raped by IOF soldiers. Or Palestinian workers kidnapped by the IOF and then labeled with wristbands, each one reduced to a number, then made to walk back to Gaza to be killed in the world's largest open air concentration camp. Or the people of Gaza starving because Israeli Zionists are blocking aid trucks. Or the Israelis dancing and celebrating the death of Palestinians. Or the lies spread by Zionists and their supporters. Or the people profiting off the oppression and deaths of Palestinians. Or the people of the West Bank being killed or kidnapped by the IOF. Or old woman who was older than the creation of the terror state of "Israel" who was shot by snipers for saying that. Or the Israelis dressed up as Palestinians to enter a hospital and kill three Palestinians in their beds. Or every single Palestinian currently kept in an Israeli prison. Or the journalists, doctors, poets, men, women, children, and the unborn all massacred. Or the fact that WCNSF exists now. Or the woman who refused to wash the blood from her hands. Or the dead, unburied and unmourned.

I'm never forgetting those who chose silence in the face of a genocide.

I may not know all their names but I will not forget the over 30,000 Palestinians dead. Or the over 60, 000 people hurt. Or the unknown number of people missing, still lost under the rubble. Or the 12,000 children slaughtered. An entire generation crippled or murdered.

I will never forget these things when Palestine is free.

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help a disabled butchfemme couple out!

hello everyone! i hope y'all can take a sec to read this & share it if possible. my femme is going to be moving down to live with me (& my parents) at the soonest next month and recently lost her job due to a petty reason (although she's also disabled & burnt out on top of that) so she no longer has any income to help her save up for the travel we'll be taking. i'm disabled as well & unable to work without it taking a big toll on me physically & mentally but i'm attempting to apply for SSI disability benefits. unfortunately that will likely carry on into next year if i even get approved!

we could really use any help with donations for travel expenses (gas, uhaul, food) and any money left over would stay in savings as emergency funds for her or her pup as well as savings for us to get our own place eventually. i'll link her accs below if y'all are able to donate but if not, it'd be appreciated if y'all could share.

the drive is going to be 12ish hours there & back and we'll be having her pup with us as well. we've only received around ~$120 which we're incredibly grateful for but we very likely will need more for everything.

thank you so much if you've read this & please reblog! links are below:

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Keep supporting Hani's family in any way you can!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Hani’s Story: Struggles and Hope in a Time of War

In a world full of noise and fast-moving events, we are living in a profound silence, as if we have vanished from existence without anyone hearing our voice. My family and I live in harsh conditions in a school that has been turned into a shelter for displaced people in southern Gaza, under unbearable heat and in a place filled with pain and tears.

We’ve lost our home, we’ve lost everything, even the sense of safety. I live with my sick mother who suffers from chronic illnesses and requires constant care, my brother who was injured in a previous accident and now lives with a 70% disability, and my younger siblings who don’t understand why we are living in such difficult conditions.

Each day that passes, I feel like we are sinking deeper into our suffering. Every message I send goes unanswered, as if we are invisible, as if we are living in this world only to witness our pain without anyone noticing us. Yet, despite all this, I still hold onto hope, believing that there are people who will hear us, who will care about what we are going through. Not for the sake of money, but so that we can feel that we still matter, that someone remembers us.

I am not asking you for money, I am simply asking you to share my story, to ask about us, to remember us in your prayers or your posts. The hope that I am trying to hold onto for my family is slowly fading, and I need someone to acknowledge our existence, to lift this heavy silence surrounding us.

By sharing this story, you can make a big difference. Nothing is harder than feeling forgotten, but every word, every share, every small gesture can bring back hope for a better tomorrow. We are not asking for much, just that you be part of this hope.

Your support means hope to us.

gofundme.com

Donate to Help Hani and his family escape the genocide before it's too, organized by Hani Alanqar

The Journey of Life or Death: Our Displacement from the Rubbl… Hani Alanqar needs your support for Help Hani and his family escape the genoc

Thank you for your care.

My campaign is legitimate and fully documented. You can verify this through the following links:

🔹 Shab Hussein

🔹 90 Ghost

🔹 Gazavetters My number is 5 on the list.

Every support or share makes a big difference and restores hope in our lives.

Thank you for your care and support, which gives us the strength to continue.

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⚢ every day is butch appreciation day! ⚢

happy butch appreciation day to all of the lovely butches out there! ♡ i pulled all the visuals from an old survey i put out back in winter.... 100ish people sent in what they think of when they see the word "butch" and it makes me feel so warm every time i scroll though it :) i chose the most frequently listed/visually fitting, but i also wanted to include things that reminded me of my butch (his work boots, bandana)… i'd also love to someday do a piece including some of the more subtle submissions from the survey! one big collage of butch!!! :)

please keep engaging and sharing Mona and Muhammad's posts ♥️♥️♥️♥️

Help a Gazan family get to safety!

#111 on the gaza vetters list!

gofundme.com

Donate to Help this family to get out of Gaza, organized by Mohammed Gebril

I am Muhammad Jebril from Germany, residing in Berlin. I created this campaign fo… Mohammed Gebril needs your support for Help this family

Muhammad and Mona are a young family with two beautiful daughters, 6 year old Iman and 5 year old Toleen. i have been keeping in contact with Mona on whatsapp for a while and the things she tells me are beyond horror. there are rumors of the border crossing opening soon, so they need funds for that (30,000$ for all 4 members of the family), but even more urgently - funds to just survive.

Iman and Toleen, these vibrant, fun-loving little girls are forced to go through WINTER in a thin, nylon tent with a torn roof! the outrageous prices of any clothes at all leave the sisters sharing a single pair of torn slippers. and somehow, their parents still need to buy food.

this campaign is stagnating, and the goal is a very achievable one. even if all of my followers donated 10 dollars, they would be set!

currently they need around a 1500$ for a new tent, and around 1000$ for winter clothes for the girls.

and if you want, please message Mona and Muhammad on their blog, @monamohammed3they feel extremely alone and forgotten by the world. if you could provide them with the support, monetary as well as moral, they would appreciate that immensely.