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I want to rip Dandy’s petals off every time he does this

Hello, I'm Asmaa from north Gaza.

https://chuffed.org/project/129260-urgent-please-help-asma-and-shahd-to-survive-this-genocide

I come from a lifeless neighborhood with no color other than the color of blood and destruction.

I was born in 1991.

I'm a girl from a family of seven boys and six girls, and I'm the youngest.

My mother and I live in a house left to us by my father. I studied at university and graduated with a degree in basic education.

I worked in a private job.

I received a salary that covered my and my mother's expenses as much as possible.

We were happy until the war came.

The war on Gaza began on October 7, 2023.

Here, hell began for us in Gaza. I lost my job and became unemployed. My mother owns nothing, and I own nothing.

My mother was displaced to the southern Gaza Strip for 15 months. I didn't go with her. It was months of longing for my mother and siblings.

My brothers Mahmoud and Ashraf stayed behind.

We were displaced several times because I live in the Shuja'iyya neighborhood, a border area close to the army.

During the displacement on June 27, 2024, we left the house and raced along the road to escape the shells and planes. Then came the lightning strike. The shock was that death was faster than my brothers could escape...

Here, here, we lost our loved ones. I lost my brothers, the apple of my eye, Mahmoud and Ashraf. Mahmoud left no children. As for Ashraf, he left behind his sons who grieve, and my mother is in pain because they departed to God without a farewell, without a kiss on their foreheads, a farewell kiss. After a while, we returned home. The house had been severely damaged by demolition and stones that had fallen from their places, which used to shelter us and protect us. Now, nothing protects us except some worn-out tarpaulins that do not protect us from the heat of summer or the cold of winter. Our suffering is great, but with your help, we may reach a better and dignified life. I appeal to you to help me support myself, my mother, my loved ones, and my family. What you provide makes a difference in our lives as individuals.

We live in a world that has forgotten the meaning of humanity and giving. May God bless you all.

He’s not wrong tho

Loser lesbian attempts and fails at flirting

Nah man you can’t do that to me

Eclipse reluctantly agrees to just sit with Earth as she knits.

Except it doesn’t go as they thought

it was going to be such a lovely day…

Give me your tears!

Hello, my name is Lama, and I am from Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I grew up in a loving family of resilience and hope, with my parents working tirelessly to provide us with a life of dignity and opportunity. My father was our steadfast provider, and my mother was the heart of our home. I have two brothers and three sisters, the youngest of whom is just six months old. She is frail and often sick due to the lack of proper food and medicine. My siblings and I have shared dreams of education, careers and a bright future. But life in Gaza is marked by hardship, and when the war began, everything we had built was shattered. My older brother, a kind and a courageous soul, was martyred while trying to secure basic necessities for our survival, my younger sister was gravely injured, and the cost of her treatment weighs more than the universe to us, now the responsibility for my family has fallen on my shoulders.

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #510 )✅️

Chuffed

Help Lama in the North

Hello, my name is Lama, and I am from Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I grew up in a loving family of resilience and hop

Our home, once filled with warmth, laughter and memories, has been reduced to rubble. We have been displaced more than thirty times from place to a place with nothing but the clothes on our backs. Each time we returned, we found more destruction, we always clung to the hope of rebuilding, but in the last attack, our home was completely destroyed, we are now homeless, living in unsafe conditions with no shelter to protect us from the cold nights. The loss of our home is not just the loss of a building, it’s the loss of safety, stability, and the place where our dreams were nurtured.

With my father unemployed since the beginning of the war, we have no income to provide even the most basic necessities. Water, food, medicine, warm clothes and blankets-things that many take for granted-are beyond our reach. Every day is a battle for survival, and every night is a reminder of the dangers and struggles we face. I am determined to care for family and give my younger brothers and sisters a chance to grow up with hope. But I cannot do it alone.

I am reaching out to you with a plea for compassion and action. Your support can help us rebuild our lives, restore hope, and secure a future where my family can live in peace and safety. Every donation, no matter how small brings us closer to survival and dignity. Please for the sake of god and humanity, help us in this time of desperate need.

Rodger.. I don’t want to worry but uh… one of your children seems to have rabies….

I'm not used to drawing fan art, but boy oh boy does Dandy's world have me in a choke hold. also why is the elevator so darn hard to draw >:(

Dear friends,

We are going through unbearable hardship. I urgently need a second surgery on my shoulder, and my three daughters are going hungry due to the severe rise in prices. Every day is a new struggle for survival.

Please reblog the pinned post on my page—it might reach someone who can help. And if you are able to donate, even $5 could make a big difference for us.

Your voice matters. Your compassion gives us hope.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you for standing with us.

@hopeformusab

وصلوا صوتي للعالم | Help Me Be Heard

Available in: العربية - English - Español

(speak another language? contact me)

My name is Islam. I’m 27 years old and live in Khan Younis, Gaza, with my family. I studied physical therapy, and I once had dreams of helping people, building a future, and living with dignity. But war took it all away. For the past two years, the bombing hasn’t stopped. We lost our home, our memories, and people we loved. My mother was diagnosed with cancer because of the genocide we’re living in, and there’s no treatment here. We now live in a tent, with no income, no electricity, no clean water, no food. The borders are shut, prices are sky-high, and aid isn’t reaching us. We’re surviving on hope, and even that is running thin. I’m sharing this with the world because maybe someone will hear me. Maybe someone will care. One share, one donation, one act of kindness from you could feed us, could shelter us, could keep us alive. This is not just a story. This is real. If you have a heart, please don’t scroll past this.

If you can translate this post into another language, please message me, I'll add your translation and thank you.

If you can make a short video about me in your language, send it to me. I’ll share it and mention your name.

gofundme.com

Donate to From the Ashes: A Call for Humanity to Rebuild the Life, organised by Alaa Qu

I’m doing this fundraiser to help my friend Islam. My name is Isla… Alaa Qu needs your support for From the Ashes: A Call for Humanity t

يستطيع أي شخص في العالم في أن يوصل صوتي للعالم ويتمكنوا من مساعدتي !!

أنا إسلام عمري 27 عام  أعيش مع عائلتي في غزة  بالتحديد في خانيونس أنهيت دارستي الجامعية ك أخصائي علاج طبيعي كان لدي تطلعات وأحلام ومستقبل مثل أي شخص في العالم لكنها مسحت تماما ولم يبقى لنا شيء ، منذ سنتين والحرب لم تتوقف فقدنا بيتنا وذكرياتنا وبعض أحبابنا ، أُصيبت والدتي بالسرطان بسبب هذه الحرب ولا يتوفر العلاج داخل غزة لا يوجد دخل لنا إنني أعتمد عليكم وبمساعدتكم في دخلنا ، نعيش في خيمة لا تتوفر فيها أدنى مقومات الحياة ، المعابر مغلقة الطعام باهظ الثمن المساعدات لا تصلنا إلى هذه اللحظة

بضغطة زر واحدة منك قد تطعمنا ، قد تأوينا ،  قد تجعلنا نعيش !! هذا نداء لكل من يملك قلب

Me llamo Islam, tengo 27 años, y vivo en Khan Younis, Gaza, con mi familia. Estudié la fisioterapia, y una vez tenía sueños con ayudar a otras personas, construir un futuro, y vivir con dignidad. Pero la guerra me lo robó todo. Desde hace dos años, el bombardeo no ha parado. Perdimos nuestra casa, nuestros recuerdos, y las personas a que amamos. Mi madre fue diagnosticada con el cáncer por el genocidio en que vivimos, y no hay ningún tratamiento aquí. Ahora nosotros vivimos en una tienda de campaña, sin ingresos, sin electricidad, sin agua potable, y sin comida. Las fronteras están cerradas, los precios son altísimos, y la ayuda humanitaria no nos llega. Sobrevivimos solo con la esperanza, y ya la esperanza se agota. Estoy compartiendo este con el mundo porque quizás alguien me oiga. Quizás alguien nos importe. Un compartir, una donación, un acto de amabilidad podría darnos comida y refugio. Tú podrías mantenernos vivos. Esta no es sola una historia. Es la vida real. Si tienes corazón, por favor no te desplaces por este mensaje.

Thank @hiddencreature666 for the translation

An urgent appeal for help ‼️‼️🚨🙏

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #538)

I’m Inge Kassab 22, dental student in alazhar university Gaza, I have finished three years of my studies at the university and unfortunately my university has completely destroyed due to the war in Gaza and I can’t go abroad the city to continue my studies because all boarders around us were closed and I forced to live her under bombing.

For almost a whole year and half I have been living in Gaza, where wardestruction and chaos spread everywhere in Gaza.

My home and my university were completely destroyed .

I am currently in Deir El Balah after I have displaced from my city Gaza , trying to save money to rebuild home to live in a safe place with my family. My father is an old man who lost his work and my mom also lost her work. I need you to support me and my family to build our life again.

Because of the war, it has become impossible to provide money to live, buy food, clean and drinkable water, and education here. This money will be used to provide what the war has destroyed for us, and also to provide a place to stay, especially since we are now approaching the winter season, where we need winter clothes, repair the damage to the house, and provide what protects us from the cold and hunger of winter.

Gaza has become a place full of destruction and is no longer suitable for any opportunity here. Diseases have spread in the Gaza Strip, especially those skin diseases for which there is no treatment due to the war. The water here has also become polluted water and has spread, and there is not enough food for everyone here.

I created this campaign to ask for help and support from you. As a human being who lived an entire year and half under the flames of war, destruction, and tragedies, I am addressing you and asking you for help, to help me get a chance to survive war, death, and hunger with my family, and to start from scratch. A new journey of living and recovering from those traumas and painful memories that we experienced in the war. So we stayed in the Gaza Strip under the genocide to live in difficult conditions and complete our studies with the least available means. Before the war began, I was at the beginning of the clinical stage and the beginning of my work on patients, but the war came and destroyed all my dreams, as I lost my university and my dental tools, which cost my father more than $1,000, and I lost my future. But now I am trying to return again in order to complete the number of study hours and graduate. Therefore, I need your help to complete what remains, as there is only very little left to graduate and go out to work and help patients.

This money will also help me to cover our living expenses and buy food in Gaza. Buying food and groceries in Gaza is something we cannot afford every day because of the high prices, and there is no opportunity to work here. The money will also be used to buy available cooking gas, wood and firewood which will also be used to provide fires for cooking and also to keep warm from the cold at night in the coming days.  Also I want to build my own clinic after graduation.

I hope you will hear my voice and help me get a chance to evacuate from here, and a chance to evacuate from Gaza if we can .

I am a person whose dreams, life, and ambitions were stolen during the war. All I have left is the hope of escaping from here. Help me revive this hope ❤️🙏🙏

So Please Help Me to Put (Dr.) before my name. 

Sorry For tagging you guys randomly but this is the only way to reach more people and to gain your attention please help me sharing my story to people who care about Palestinians 💔🙏🙏‼️🇵🇸

Chuffed

Save a Palestinian dental student and her family in Gaza

Hi, I'm Tristan from the Netherlands, running this campaign on behalf of Inge, who tells her story below:

Hello, my name is Lama, and I am from Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I grew up in a loving family of resilience and hope, with my parents working tirelessly to provide us with a life of dignity and opportunity. My father was our steadfast provider, and my mother was the heart of our home. I have two brothers and three sisters, the youngest of whom is just six months old. She is frail and often sick due to the lack of proper food and medicine. My siblings and I have shared dreams of education, careers and a bright future. But life in Gaza is marked by hardship, and when the war began, everything we had built was shattered. My older brother, a kind and a courageous soul, was martyred while trying to secure basic necessities for our survival, my younger sister was gravely injured, and the cost of her treatment weighs more than the universe to us, now the responsibility for my family has fallen on my shoulders.

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #510 )✅️

Chuffed

Help Lama in the North

Hello, my name is Lama, and I am from Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I grew up in a loving family of resilience and hop

Our home, once filled with warmth, laughter and memories, has been reduced to rubble. We have been displaced more than thirty times from place to a place with nothing but the clothes on our backs. Each time we returned, we found more destruction, we always clung to the hope of rebuilding, but in the last attack, our home was completely destroyed, we are now homeless, living in unsafe conditions with no shelter to protect us from the cold nights. The loss of our home is not just the loss of a building, it’s the loss of safety, stability, and the place where our dreams were nurtured.

With my father unemployed since the beginning of the war, we have no income to provide even the most basic necessities. Water, food, medicine, warm clothes and blankets-things that many take for granted-are beyond our reach. Every day is a battle for survival, and every night is a reminder of the dangers and struggles we face. I am determined to care for family and give my younger brothers and sisters a chance to grow up with hope. But I cannot do it alone.

I am reaching out to you with a plea for compassion and action. Your support can help us rebuild our lives, restore hope, and secure a future where my family can live in peace and safety. Every donation, no matter how small brings us closer to survival and dignity. Please for the sake of god and humanity, help us in this time of desperate need.