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my OCs are sooo cool you guys don't know what you're missing. if you could see the show i'm watching in my head rn you'd go so crazy i'm telling u
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Imagine the pain and fear of giving birth in a tent without medication or proper medical supplies. Imagine your infant son taking his first breaths under skies haunted by drones and warplanes, each rumble overhead a cruel lullaby that keeps you awake, heart pounding in the dark. When the ordeal is over, your beautiful newborn swaddled in the only blanket you can find, you struggle through rubble-strewn streets to reach a crowded, poorly equipped hospital, praying it hasn't already been bombed.



Images: (Top) The displacement camp and tent in which Samah and her family lives. (Bottom) Samah's children celebrate Ramadan in the displacement camp.
@samah-2
Story written by @rumiandroses
Samah is a mother of three—two young daughters, aged nine and two, and a baby boy just six months old, whose world so far has been nothing but tents, ruins, and the ceaseless thunder of shelling. Her husband now carries the weight of not only his own family but also his three siblings—one has a child of their own, and another who dreamed of studying medicine abroad. Those dreams, like their home, have crumbled into the dust of Jabalia camp, destroyed by war.
The devastation is absolute. Their home in northern Gaza, a sanctuary built with years of hard work and sacrifice, was leveled in an instant, leaving behind only debris and memories. Every attempt to find safety leads them to new dangers: from Khan Younis, to Rafah, back to Khan Younis—a relentless cycle of displacement where each new camp is promised to be safer than the last but never is. Airstrikes and snipers are not the only threats; the tents themselves are prisons of misery, offering no protection from the elements or the nightmares that lurk beyond the canvas walls.
Essentials are scarce. Food, when it can be found, is a bitter triumph, and clean drinking water is a rare luxury. Bathing has become a memory, and baby formula is almost impossible to obtain. Each time Samah leaves in search of supplies, she knows it might be the last time her children see her. But what choice does she have? Hunger and thirst do not wait, and neither do the relentless drones that circle above, hungry for new targets.
In winter, they endured the biting cold inside the tent, their breath misting in the dark. As the summer approaches, the summer heat will become a merciless oppressor.
Sweat and grime cling to their skin. The children cry, their voices hoarse from thirst. Rashes spread from the unsanitary conditions. Mosquitoes carry diseases through the stagnant air, and the risk of polio is a shadow that haunts every drop of water. Medical care is a distant dream.
Samah was forced to give birth to her son in a field hospital without medicine or supplies, and even then, reaching the overcrowded, poorly equipped hospital afterward was a battle of its own.
In spite of all the pain and loss, her faith has not been shattered. Despite everything, Samah clings to her belief in God’s mercy and the hope that someone, somewhere, will hear their cries.
But hope alone cannot open borders. To escape this nightmare, Samah’s family needs $86,500—to cover evacuation permits, living expenses in Egypt, medical care, and education for the children. Time is running out, and every moment they remain is another chance for danger to find them.
Samah’s plea is simple: to save her children from a future in a war zone where every breath is borrowed and every sunrise could be their last. She needs the world to see, to care, and to help.
Their survival depends on the kindness of those who refuse to look away.
You can donate to Samah’s GoFundMe campaign [HERE].
This campaign has been vetted by @bilal-salah0.
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This is what remains to my family and we are NOW living in a small tent 💔‼️🔕
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Help my family here 🙏🙏
Everything is unbelievable and our life is hard. Everything is expensive and I need support follow you guys 🙏🙏❤️❤️❤️❤️Every dollar you contribute will make a tangible difference in our lives. Your donations can ensure that this newborn baby has a chance at survival and that can provide my children with the necessities they deserve.
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⛔️Please Stop ⛔
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I need your support to save my family here in Gaza.
I'm Jehad a father of two kids and lost everything because of war here in Gaza. I am now trying to rebuild some of it. With your kidness everything comes true ❤️❤️
We need to raise total of $30,000. Every dollar you contribute will make a tangible difference in our lives.
Please do your best to save my family and students we are waiting for your support.
Please if you can't donate you can share this ❤️🥺
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im sorry but when you grow up and interact with people irl youre gonna have friends where you dont fw their tastes. sometimes youre gonna meet someone chill whos also a hazbin hotel fan or have a really nice coworker that likes taylor swift and youre gonna need to mind your business and shut the fuck up or youre gonna be real lonely
#this is true but its also important to not be so lenient to let in people who don't boycott things that ought to be boycott but perhaps that#is another post#like yeah Im not a swift fan but also if someone is otherwise nice but a fan of the transphobic wizard series than they can suck an egg
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every time i see news of mahmoud khalil's unlawful detention for participating in protests against the occupation of palestine, i am reminded of sharjeel imam, still in jail, six years later, for protesting the caa and nrc back in twenty nineteen.
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I also love how audio fiction has always been a highly experimental medium, and likely always will be.
Financially, it has a low barrier for entry, a low point of diminishing returns, and a relatively small potential market. It's basically impervious to being taken over by giant studios - even the "big" networks like RQ would be considered indie in the film or game dev industries. With the exception of the BBC, they tend to dip their toes into audio fiction, figure out quickly that, although it's beloved by its fans, there isn't that kind of money in it, and proceed to leave us alone forever.
Then there's the fact that it propagates largely by word of mouth. Audio dramas owe everything to obsessive nerds forcing nearly everyone they know to listen to that podcast they just discovered.
So it's more about the thing being actually good, plus a decent amount of luck and persistence.
There's no optimally marketable success formula being relentlessly enforced by gatekeeping jellybean-counters because they don't exist here. So people make whatever they want. So it draws people to it who are looking for something different. And the cycle feeds itself, and the medium gets weirder (in a good way).
It may very well ALWAYS remain the wild west of storytelling.
So listeners tell your friends about that podcast!
And creators, make the weird thing! There are no rules! It can be an hour long or Breaker Whiskey short, or Re:Dracula all over the place length. It can be another tape recorder framing or another voicemail framing or basically just an audiobook. It can be any genre or blend of genres. This creative space gives us the opportunity to be our own target audience in a way rarely found elsewhere.
If you enjoy the thing you're making, odds are somone else out there will enjoy it too. I've already found this to be true, and my time as an audio fiction creator is still just beginning.
Peace and love on every planet, y'all!
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anyway yeah DELETE YOUR FUCKING ADVERTISING IDS
Android:
Settings ➡️ Google ➡️ all services ➡️ Ads ➡️ Delete advertising ID
(may differ slightly depending on android version and manufacturer firmware. you can't just search settings for "advertising ID" of course 🔪)
iOS:
Settings ➡️ privacy ➡️ tracking ➡️ toggle "allow apps to request to track" to OFF
and ALSO settings ➡️ privacy ➡️ Apple advertising ➡️ toggle "personalized ads" to OFF
more details about the process here via the EFF
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tragic! trans person no longer merely tolerating the act of existing just now realising their entire wardrobe is ass
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It's really funny when people try to defend various forms of esoteric/"alternative" bullshit by saying like "we need magic because science is misogynist". Because that last part isn't totally wrong; even application of the scientific method doesn't create total objectivity and so the body of scientifically determined knowledge is frequently distorted by the oppressive ideologies of broader society. Like misogyny in science is a serious issue that needs to be addressed, but you can't address it by rejecting the scientific method itself. Especially because misogyny is a much broader problem, and it affects plenty of other bodies of knowledge. Including you know; the very esoteric bullshit people are trying to defend. Describing women as inherent homemakers doesn't get any better when you're justifying it as "Divine Feminine" rather than "Maternal Instinct". You are not escaping misogyny with Astrology
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Xユーザーのpocoさん: 「#初音ミク ✨👑💕 https://t.co/Pl1xLOSPT6」 / X
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genuinely scary to think of anyone older or younger or the same age as me following me
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margaritaville, the song, and margaritaville, the restaurant and resort empire, fascinate me because the former seems to warn against the lifestyle that the latter perpetuates
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