DRAW NEEDLETAIL PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEEEEEEEE
I BEG UUUUU
OKOKOKOKOKOK ILL DO HER SOON!!!!
Hello, wonderful souls! π€π
I hope you're doing well. πΏ
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π¬ Please reblog my pinned post or consider donating just $5βyour support could truly make a difference in saving lives amidst war and hardship.
Your kindness and voice matter more than you know. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! π€πΏ
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ππ Donβt Leave Us Alone in This Struggleβ¦ ππ
π After losing our home and everything we had, we are trying to start over, but life is extremely difficult. ππ Being in a foreign place is tough, and every day brings new financial burdens. Even basic needs have become a heavy struggle. πΈπ
πΆπ My children need stability, and we are doing our best to hold on, but we desperately need your support. ππ
π Any contribution, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in our lives.
π Donate now: https://gofund.me/abbc2759
πππππ We are only $309 away from reaching our $12,500 goal! πππππ
π΅πΈ After God, our hope is in youβ¦ please donβt leave us alone in this darkness. π€²ππ
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To all Palestine supporters π
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l am abeer from gaza π΅πΈ l am 55 years old.I am married and have one daughter named Judy. I hope to return to the life we lived before the war. We lost everything . βΌοΈ
Your donations are important To help us rebuild a new life.
Please help me reach our goal as soon as possible π
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gift for @through-frost-and-flames !
i love brindle so much. please read this comic theres a 9/10 chance your favorite character will die but it's so good. trust.
(i have a lot more thoughts on the comic but thats for another day <3)
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πΏ My Name is Rola, and This is My Story πΏ
I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.
My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.
But in an instant, it was all gone.
A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shatteredβwindows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighborβs house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.
That was just the beginning.
The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?
We had to leave. We walked away from everythingβour home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.
No home.
No food.
No clean water.
No way out.
I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.
I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.
I never imagined I would have to beg for my familyβs survival. But today, I am.
Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.
Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.
π Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. π