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My GoFundMe campaign was deleted yesterday. I had raised €29,500 through it. I'm feeling very exhausted now because the money was transferred from my account to the appropriated people. I contacted GoFundMe technical support, but they ignored me and didn't respond. I don't know why. The text message informing me that my campaign was deleted told me that the donations would be returned to their owners within 3 to 7 business days. Please help me and donate again to my new campaign. Please, you are my only hope for getting food for my children and escaping death. I created a new link. Donate here.

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#support

Today is 266 days, we are still alive. 🇵🇸🍉

Please don't skip! 🙏🏻🥺

Please consider sharing or donating, thank you! 🩷🍉

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Today is 266 days, we are still alive. 🇵🇸🍉

Please don't skip! 🙏🏻🥺

Please consider sharing or donating, thank you! 🩷🍉

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Urgent help to buy medicine

Dear human,

I am writing to you as a human being like you. I am part of a family that is going through difficult times amidst this genocide. My brother suffers from bipolar disorder, and we only need 60 euros to buy his essential medication.🇵🇸

We ask you to stand by us, whether by donating, sharing our story, or talking about us. 💔🙏😔

https://gofund.me/917ecb89

Yes, of course

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Desperate Plea: A Call For Relife‼️ 🥀

Hello, It's Momen Al Madhoun, writing from the most miserable area in the whole world, I am deeply thankful to all of you. Your support means the world to my family

🍉🍉🍉 I urgently plead you to keep sharing our campaign with your friends, family, and acquaintances

15 months have passed as if it were 15 years, and suffering increasing day after day 😔 Our health is decaying, we have NO IMMUNITY to fight diseases. No healthy food to feed our worn cells. Finding a quiet, clean place for us to get some rest is IMPOSSIBLE! I'm in urgent need of serious financial support so that I can take action and save my family! Our faces speak the misery we're going through! my children can't bear the ruthlessness of war life… pain and cold does not allow either of them to sleep 💔

I found in drawing a way to relieve stress and describe what we are experiencing, but even this i was deprived of, due to the difficulty of obtaining good internet and electricity for a sufficient time If you are interested in art, you can check I my blog I and find my artworks, i hope you will share them and support me to continue fighting and trying Every share and donation brings us one step closer to saving my family's lives. Your support, no matter how small, holds the power to rescue my loved ones from grave danger There are no words can describe how many times we have been displaced The situation we're living now is really hard to imagine Where do we Go?

Imagine the vastness of this universe, we cannot escape to a safe place far from the war

🍉🍉🍉 We rely on your donations to have a shelter and provide basic daily necesseties. We need your contributions and support with us, no matter how small it may be for you, but it makes a difference for my family 🙏🏻 Please, Support us with 5$, 10$, or any donation you can make and it will be really appreciated 🙏🏻

🌟 Our campaign is vetted by 🇵🇸 @/gazavetters List at #291

Donation link 🙏🏻

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Don't skip just read this please

Hi world , it’s Sahar

Please read this as if I'm a member of your family . maybe your sister, daughter or a friend and as if my family who's under death now is yours.

My name is Sahar. A marketer shopping from Gaza, athe dreams she worked for but found herself losing the city she’s living in and losing any hope of a better future with it . And after a whole 4 years of studying and internship, the war had another idea.

I have 4 children: Hala the oldest, Rital, Odi, and Talin. We had a house full of love, dreams, and hopes that we strive to achieve one by one, but the war came and destroyed everything. We strive to travel outside Gaza to preserve our lives and obtain safety.

. In 15th of January 2024 my son Odai has An injury in his leg byShooting from a quadcopter aircraft in a shelter belonging to the UN Relief Agency

This loss circle didn’t end here, cause after more than 5 times of being displaced and having to leave our house escaping from rockets and death, we returned to our house and found it almost wiped off, more than half if it was destroyed and became an unlivable place leaving us not only with tired hearts but also without a place to stay in

Our Home

We are suffering in the UNRWA shelter center from overcrowding, the spread of diseases, pollution, and the difficulty of obtaining water and entering the bathroom due to the large number present in the place. It has been a year since this suffering.

Look what this horrible war has done to us. It has turned our lives upside down. It is hard for your mind to imagine. You were living in a villa with all your necessities and luxury items available until the war transferred you to live in a school for more than 13 months. We saw death 100 times a minute. I have attached pictures of the suffering of living in the school.

The situation after almost 13 months of this genocide is that the borders of Gaza are still unfortunately closed and no one can get out of it, of course unless you pay the most money to save your life and cross the Rafah crossing to reach Egypt, as crossing the Rafah crossing costs about $25,00 to $5,000 per person, and as a family of 9, the amount we have to pay just to get to Egypt seems impossible to bear.

So, this is how the money will be spent:

* Paying about $5,000 for each member of my family of 9 to cross the Rafah crossing and safely reach Egypt

* About $5,000 covers the GoFundMe transaction fees (2.9% + $0.30 per transaction)

* The rest of the money will be for housing, food, etc. for a period of time in Egypt

Asking for your help is the only way to save my family’s life and future, and your help may become our hope when hope is far from us under these circumstances, every dollar you can help with may save a life, bring hope to a tired heart and save a young future.

Please don't read this as a tragedy, I am here to ask you to prevent further tragedy and help us start our lives over. I am here to ask for your help not your sympathy, to ask you to take action either by donating or by sharing this with everyone you know who can help, please read this with your heart and take action as if it were your family, your mother and your siblings who are living in these circumstances.

Here is the donation link. Don't be stingy with me, even if it is a little. You will have contributed to preserving the lives of my family. With best wishes.

Vetted by :@bilal-salah0

Vetted by :@90-ghost

Vetted by :

@gaza-evacuation-funds

Vetted by :

@gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #264 )

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Hello🤗❤️

I hope you are well🌹

Can you help me get my voice heard

and share my family's story?🙏🏻

Can you Reblog my pinned post from my blog or donate 10$?

By helping to reblog my story, you could

save a family from death and war.🌹

Thank you very much🌸

🕊️❤️🌹🙏🏻

Yes

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Hello, my VERY loyal followers. I'm so sorry I've been gone for so long. I've been busy with school things and haven't paid much attention to tumblr (cause I mistaken requests for likes), but today, I'll try to get some of the requests done.

Thank you for your patience. Love ya

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#tsukishimakei #damn this is adorable #I'm not crying you're crying 😢

121224 ♥︎ drunk tsukishima kei and his insistence of asking you why you love him.

it's already close to midnight when your husband of two years ask you all of a sudden. he's warm, and hazy with alcohol. you're absentmindedly treading your fingers through his soft hair, the floral scent from his shampoo is irresistible. you inhale slowly and plant a small kiss on his scalp.

"why do you love me?" his head buried on the slope between your neck and shoulder, breath a little warm that tingles your skin as he sigh through his nose. you feel his hold on your hip tighten, palm smoothing the crease on your shorts as he travels down to your thighs, giving it a loving squeeze.

you resist the urge to laugh in amusement. you hear your clock from the nightstand tick faintly, the low hum of the ac ebbing and flowing in the silence. you think about the myriad of ways you could respond, yet in all of them, no amount of words will ever reach its essence. no matter how you say it, it will never be enough.

instead, you ask him back, voice low as if you’re whispering, "what's not to love about you?"

he grumbles, and you can almost imagine the little pout surfacing his pretty lips, “do you want me to barf at your sappiness?”

“i’m serious.” you say as you fight a smile.

“prove it.”

“sorry?”

he finally looks at you, a long pause with slow blinking, his hand leaves your thigh, reaches up to brush his knuckles against your cheeks. the ring on his ring finger feels cold against your warm face, light catches gold—are you talking about the ring, or his eyes? maybe both?

you’re a little tipsy yourself. you might as well just kiss him right now because your mouth always fails you to shape your love in the form of words. you’re not eloquent enough to mold a perfect sculpture of sentences, you’re not capable of holding onto a voice but it’s ironic how you’re able to carry a weight of a ton of actions—and you think, maybe he doesn’t need you to be perfect with words.

maybe he just needs you to say it, you love him for all that he is.

you capture his hand, locking your fingers through the gaps and kissing it while holding your stare. such beautiful golden brown who only ever looks at you like this. you don’t want to look away, you want to keep him forever, like he’s a promise you love to keep.

you feign a scoff, “fine. if you want specifics. i love you because you give me challenges, the ones that pisses me off in a good way, the ones that make me a better person, the ones that make me think differently.”

“i love how you argue with me about the smallest things, like which way the toilet paper roll should go, just because you know it gets a rise out of me. i love the way you silently leave the last piece of your favorite snack for me, even though you act like you don’t care.”

“i love that you fold the laundry so badly on purpose just to get out of doing it, and how you mutter ‘you’re welcome’ when i fix it.” you see the slightest of twitch of his brows. guilty.

you rest both your intertwined hand on your chest, hoping he can feel your beating organ.

“i love how you complain about the dishes but still wash the ones i ‘accidentally’ leave in the sink. i love how you steal the blankets at night but always drape them back over me when you think i’m asleep. i love how you sigh every time i forget my keys but still wait by the door to hand them to me, no matter how late i’m running.”

“i love how you can be so stubborn and sharp with your words, but you never let the day end without sitting next to me, even if it’s in silence, just to make sure we’re okay. i love how, after a fight, you pretend to not-so-subtly leave fresh fruit cuts on the counter or let me pick the movie, even though you hate my choices.”

“you choose horror all the time.” he comments without thinking, and you chuckle.

“i love that you can’t handle it. because you can’t help but cling to me after.”

at this point, your voice wavers slightly, the memories tugging at your chest. “i love that, even when we hurt each other, you always find a way to show me you care. you never say it outright, but it’s in the way you stay. you always stay, kei.”

your voice soften as you look at him, his golden eyes searching yours with a quiet vulnerability. “is that good enough of a reason, kei?”

he was quiet for a moment, his expression unreadable, before scoffing softly. “you’re so dramatic.”

right as he bury himself in your scent, lips on your neck that inevitably makes you shiver, you can see his ears turn red—and you think it’s the alcohol, but maybe it’s also because of your sappy shitty monologue. maybe its both.

your head feels lighter, a pleasant buzz on your veins and a thudding heart that can’t quiet itself, maybe you want the world to know just how much you love this man— and to make it even more sappier, he’s your world. it should be obvious by now.

you are dramatic. “hehe, that’s why we’re here. that’s why you love me.”

ever since you became his highschool sweetheart, you didn’t change as much. at least, to his eyes, you remain the love he’s always wanted.

and the things you do to him, for him. leaves him drunk with want. your name on his lips sits like a prayer, a letter of promises forever to keep—committed to keep.

the ends of his lips curl into the faintest smirk, his blush deepening as he muttered, “maybe.”

after a few quiet shifts in position, you both comfortably settle in each other’s arms for the night. he closes his eyes and yet, he can still see you in perfect resolution, as if there’s a screen behind his eyelids. replaying the memories with your words ringing his ears.

he remembers his first kiss with you before he falls to sleep. saw your eyes glossy and glowing, he never told you this but, he wanted to marry you by then. wants you to give him that look everyday, wants your beginnings and your tomorrows.

and—oh, he already has it. huh. wow, he still can’t believe you love him after all these years.

© SOLVISUN 2024. thank you for reading!

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Hello, 👋

My name is Abdul Rahman and I am from Gaza 🇵🇸. The war destroyed my life. I lost my home, my job, my education, and my ability to support my family. My family and I suffered serious injuries.😔

I am desperately asking for your help to protect my family, evacuate them from Gaza, and continue my studies and work abroad.

Your donation of just €5 can make a huge impact on our lives and help ensure the safety of my family. My campaign is verified, and you can ask for any details to confirm my story. I promise I'm a real needy person and not a robot or a scammer.

Please consider donating and sharing our story. "My family is waiting and needs your donations." 🙏🙏

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your support.

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https://gofund.me/0116943f

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✅ This GoFundMe Verified on this list by @gazagfmboost 🔍💯

Rebuild with Me: A Journey from Destruction to Hope 🚨 Urgent Help 🚨

Hi, I'm Osama Basil, a web developer from Gaza. My world was turned upside down when war destroyed my office, my livelihood, and my dreams. But I'm determined to rebuild. With your help, I can restore my work, pursue my education, and reclaim my future.

Campaign Goal:

I’ve set a goal of €15,000 to not only rebuild my office and restore my work but also to continue my education. This funding will help me regain my footing, pursue the master's degree that is vital for advancing my career, and contribute to a brighter future for both myself and Gaza.

I've explained how your donations will help achieve my goal. You can view the details through the campaign link. Your support means everything.

the link🔗 https://gofund.me/7a01228b

💔 Donate & Share: Your support will help me rebuild my office, secure essential energy and internet, and get back on my feet.

Together, we can turn ashes into opportunities. Thank you for your kindness.

With deepest gratitude,

Osama Basil

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I CAN'T LOOK AT THIS WITHOUT BAWLING 😭 😢 IT'S BEAUTIFULLLLL

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x05 - “Blisters and Bedrock” ↳ "What are you waiting for? He's your dad too."

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#FREEPALESTINE #GAZA

Dont Skip,,please help my sons !!🇵🇸🍉

Hello! I am motaz from Gaza.

My house was destroyed and I lost my job and everything we had in this country. I feel great pain writing for you, as I have to start this campaign to save myself and my people from this human disaster. We live in harsh conditions, and we only have hope after being displaced several times from our home. Now, we are fighting for the most basic necessities to survive - drinking food and water.. Imagine with me that you wake up every day and don't know how to get a meal for your kids. Imagine the anxiety that grips you as you try so hard to protect your family from hunger and thirst. This is our daily reality. Your donation, no matter how small, can have a great impact. It can provide us with a meal, a clean water bottle, or a moment of safety under these difficult conditions. Every donation brings with it a ray of hope, alleviates our suffering and gives us strength to face a new day. Please donate and support the resilience of the Gazan people, especially citizens in the north of the Gaza Strip, and share this campaign with your friends and families. Together, we can make a difference and help my family get through this ordeal. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your generosity and support. My warm greetings. Motaz

I want to save the lives of my family and escape death.

I hope you will help by donating and reblog

🆘🆘

Every 1110 kr= 100$

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#gaza #freepalestine #palestine #reblog

We need help ❗️❗️❗️❗️❗️❗️

Day 315 of the war on Gaza🍉😭🥹🇵🇸

Please don't skip! 🙏🥹

please consider donating or sharing, to save my family.Thank you ✨❤️‍🩹

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@palestinecharitycommissionsassoc @palestinegenocide @apollos-olives @queerstudiesnatural @palistani

@buttercuparry @burtlebabe @helppeople @neshamama @baguetttee @sar-soor @divinefeline28

@brutaliakhoa  @riding-with-the-wild-hunt @mohameddd @schoolhater @gayorc @aces-and-angels @neptunerings hew

@difty-dift @gamer-guff @gamergoodwin-blog @blackfem @black-and-white @omegaversereloaded @omegomagnit

@heritageposts @feluka @feluart @drangues @bijoux-et-mineraux @afro-elf @transmutationisms

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Hello, I hope you and your family are well. Can you please help me recycle the post on my account? 🌺 And help rescue my family from the war in Gaza? 🙏 Thank you.

https://gofund.me/198b6d57

Hello, as you can see in the message above, I was asked to share the donation page to reach as many people as possible.

If you can donate it would be a great help, if you can't afford it you can at least share it to reach as many people as possible. Please reblog this, follow his blog, read his previous posts and donate.

His page: ashraf-family2

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This ^

How I look at grown ass adults who write smut of MINORS and then putting MDNI like they arent writing literal child porn:

(This is pointed at JJK writers, yall are in your late 20s and early 30s and writing smut of minors half your age, be better.)

And no just because you age them up it doesnt make it right, it shows that YOU HAVE TO AGE THEM UP and that YOU KNOW ITS WRONG

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Help for Venezuela. REBLOG PLEASE.

Help me spread the word about what is happening in my country.I don't want to cry anymore thinking about what is going to happen to my family, or my friends. Many in my generation have committed suicide due to the desperation of the current crisis, others have left their university careers to go to work at an early age for a starvation wage. Please, I just want to stop suffering, I don't want to cry anymore, I just want a normal adolescence for all young people. My people need FREEDOM.