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🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️🩹
Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.
This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.
Our Journey So Far
When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.
But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.
Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:
🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.
😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.
💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
$5 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️
Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.
Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.
With all my love and gratitude,
Mosab and Family ❤️
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I am so desperate and frustrated😞💔
🙏😞Please help me I want to provide for my
family's needs in Gaza🇵🇸🍉
Maybe 10€ makes a difference to us.🙏
⭕️Donation link:
https://gofund.me/e8bde1ea
EXTREMELY LOW FUNDS! Only 325€ raised of €25,000 goal!!😞
⭕️Pinned post:
https://www.tumblr.com/aboodalqedra/760369398918840320/please-dont-skip
I hope they see this so they can see and learn about my campaign. 🙏💔
@el-shab-hussein @appsa @nabulsi @irhabiya @90-ghost @sar-soor @mohameddd
Thank you everyone for supporting me even if it’s just a repost or a like…🙏❤️
PLEASE LISTEN TO THEIR STORY AND DONATE REBLOG LIKE AND SHARE!!!!
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
hiiiii! I might start posting art on here soon, but if you have any ideas, thoughts, suggestions, or criticism, please let me know!!
-batty~ 🦇💯🐄
⚠️‼️PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE⚠️‼️
We have been through many wars before, but this war was not like the ones before it. Our lives were turned upside down. We became displaced from one place to another. We are the Anas family, residents of northern Gaza, specifically in the Shujaiya area. In the first week of the war, we fled our home because everyone considered our home to be in a dangerous area. We moved to the Rimal area, specifically in the middle of Gaza. There, we received the news that our home, which contained all our beautiful memories, was bombed. Suddenly, it was gone!!! Just thinking that your home, which you worked hard on and built from scratch and took a lot of your life, was gone in less than a second ! After a while, we left the sands to the Al-Zawaida area because of the heavy shelling. We stayed there for about two weeks, and then the terrorist army asked us to go to Rafah. We actually fled for the fourth time to Rafah and stayed there for two months, some of the most difficult days of our lives, as there was no way or means to live a normal life. 😔😔 After that, because of the invasion of Rafah, we moved to Deir al-Balah. Now, we are in very difficult and oppressive circumstances.
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Please don't ignore me
Hello, I'm Lina from Gaza🇵🇸🍉. I'm part of a family of 8. I'm married with two young children. We've been bombed, besieged, and starved. Sadly, I've lost many of my family members❗ and I can't afford to lose any more. With a heavy heart, I'm asking you to help me spread my campaign. Please, what I'm asking is too much. Can you write a post about my story and share it with your friends? I desperately need your support. My father and brother were injured in the bombing and are in critical condition. They need to travel for treatment. I need your support. The genocide is still going on
You are my only hope for survival.
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PLEASE LISTEN TO LINA'S STORY AND HELP HER BY DONATING TO HER CAMPAIGN THOUSANDS ARE TRAPPED AND BEING SLAUGHTERED DO ANYTHING YOU CAN REBLOG, SHARE, DONATE, PLEASE HELP LINA'S CAUSE!!
Bill Cipher. The Euclydian, the monster as he calls himself, that destroyed his own dimension.
Extra clever Earth-bound spirit Ghost in the form Of a mongoose
He was always smarter than them, as he says. Bound to the third dimension, his strange eye seeing the stars while other people of Euclydia didn't know what "up" was. He was alone, his mother doing her best to protect him from the harsh judgment of others, of his father.
And I have hands And I have feet I'll never die I am a freak
His puffy velcro shoes barely supported the knowledge that little Bill knew. "WHY DID YOU DO IT?" the question that will run through his mind for eternity. He can con and manipulate everyone, even himself, into forgetting the "incident" but he's in denial. "My world was destroyed by a monster" he says. He considers himself a freak, hiding behind chaos and cruelty, he feels guilt. And he hates it.
Hello, I'm here I'm living in the wall I know I might be small, but I, I, I am a freak
He tried to show them, he wanted to show them what they were missing, but it backfired. His mother reached out for his small, bloodied, pointed figure, but she was gone already.
Thou wilt never Know what I am I am the fifth dimension And I'll split the atom
They were all gone. The elementary kids who taunted him, the judgmental relatives, and his mom. They would die not even knowing the truth. He was free, free but tormented. He was detached from reality. But at that point, what was reality?
And I shall haunt Like the Buggane With such weird noise And clanking chains
He left, he found the henchmaniacs, and he went on a spree. From earth to the umpteenth dimension, he caused chaos. Running from his past and creating a new name for himself. A dream demon.
I say "vanished" To underground Jim, let me go I watch like Hell
But finally, after Sixer, after the twins, after the hunt. He was trapped. The Axolotl, ruler of all, (second to Dennis) knew what he needed. The Theraprism, he needed to heal, if he could, and he needed to be contained. He was just a triangle stuck in an intergalactic asylum.
Eighth wonder of the world You'll never get to see What in the name of God can I be?
So there he was and is, waiting for a poor soul to shake his mossy hand. He writes a book of lies, a final plea for salvation, and waits. Waits for someone to understand him, waits for someone to be fooled. And he'll wait for as long as he needs, but how much longer does he really have left? Before he snaps.
Thank you for your request!! This is my first time posting so please be nice and I hope you enjoy! I hsve loved this little triangle since I was seven and The Book of Bill was just so good! 💕💕💕 Love ya'll!!
Urgent💔🍉
Attention for all human and humanity in the world
My name is MOHAMMED ABDULKARIM from Gaza Strip, Palestine, 35 years old, I lost my house and my supermarket shop, both were destroyed by Israel aircraft missiles during this war
before 7oct I have good life and I worked in my shop and everything was good
Now I lost everything especially all the goods inside my supermarket which value more than 50k usd. Now
I owe people money and more importantly there is no food for me and my family. Now we live in a tent with my wife, parents and my siblings, in addition the weather is very cold now in the tent ⛺.
Please help my family 👪 to be survive, safety and to get some food and clothes for us.
My friends, I am sick. I cannot have children. I need to have an operation outside Gaza in Egypt. My friends, my only hope in this life is to see my children. I hope everyone will respect my feelings and support me so that I can have an operation in Egypt so that I can have children and see my children. My friends. Donate to us so that we can raise money to perform this operation This report proves that. I hope you can help me as much as possible, please
Everything has been destroyed. We now live in the middle of a tent. Winter is killing us and hunger is running out of our blood
We need to settle in a place that is safe from the winter and the harsh cold. We need to provide the necessities for living here so that we can live in safety here💔💔
Donate anything, support us, stand with me, we need any help from you. May God bless you 🙏🍉
I will not forgive you if you are able to donate even a little and you do not donate. Be sure that our lives are in your hands, my friend. I hope everyone will donate to save us and provide the necessities of life here in Gaza to provide the simplest things. I hope to donate to provide food and drink for my family.
Donate $25 to save us from this war
Thank you all 🍉
@gazavetters
I am just going to re-state my rules for this blog! If you violate these rules, I will block you. Please understand any harassment is NOT tolerated.
and those are my main rules!
Now, if there are any questions, please ask!
bye pookies<3 -batty