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so both my partner and grandmother were in the hospital within the past week and im frazzled an miserable. rent is due on friday and im freaked. if anyone could help alleviate some of my stress and help it would mean so so much to me.

pp. vn.

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idk i dont mean this with as much derision as might bleed out but it is exceedingly clear that some of you were never considered retard-faggots as a child and therefore never subject to the subsequent torments Pure Children would subject Retard-Faggot Children to.

[* the use of these slurs is not reclamatory but is also not pejorative. the use of these slurs is academic, technical, and descriptive.]

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Do you remember that little girl? I'm sure you've seen her picture before, but you didn't know her story or what she was suffering from because you hadn't read before.

This is my little girl Ronza, she was born in the war and she is now one year old and her birthday was two weeks ago. She didn't celebrate it either. Ronza suffers from malnutrition and she appealed before.

Today, we had her blood tested, and the result was heartbreaking: 🔴 Hemoglobin level: 7.3 🥺

This is extremely low and means she is suffering from severe anemia that threatens her life.

Under normal conditions, this could be treated.

But here in Gaza…

There is no adequate food

No proper medicine

No functional hospitals

No safety and no means to provide her with basic care

Ronza is suffering from extreme weakness, pale skin, and lack of energy, and she is in urgent need of medical treatment and proper nutrition — simply to survive.

As a heartbroken father watching his child wither in his arms, I beg for your help.

Please stand with us. Help us save Ronza before it’s too late.

Every donation, every share, every kind word… could bring her back to life.

📌Save Ronza… Her childhood shouldn’t be full of pain 💔

Unfortunately, the internet has been cut off in Gaza for two days now. I will not be able to send you the post to share. I hope you share the post if you see it, and I appreciate it.

@socalgal @buttercupagere @3000s @paper-mario-wiki @omegaversereloaded @apas-95 @ot3 @t-800 @virovac @postanagramgenerator @alivehouse @meshugener @mangocheesecakes @wizardarcher @rununcal @vampiricvenus @necronatural @sealsdaily @ringneckedpheasant @cantsayidont @ankle-beez @who-do-i-know-this-man-s4 @omegaversereloaded @magic-can @sporesgalaxy @justsomeantifas @amygdalae @fairuzstuff @sar-soor @akajustmerry @annoyingloudmicrowavecultist @thatdiabolicalfeminist @tortiefrancis @gemevieve @riding-with-the-wild-hunt @vivisectionmoth @belleandsaintsebastian @kordeliiius @raelyn-dreams @troythecatfish @ot3

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TIME SENSITIVE, ONE WEEK- HELP MOHAMED'S WIFE

[Plain text: Time sensitive, one week- Help Mohamed's Wife]

Everyone, please listen. This is time sensitive so I'll cut to the point. My friend Mohamed's (@save-mohamed-family) (VETTED, #192 on this list) wife has cancer, and is in the final stages of her treatment. She needs one last round of chemotherapy to be cured. Please donate to his fundraiser! He has been struggling to collect money, please help him save his wife! Even the smallest donation helps!

He needs to collect $6000 by the end of this week (25TH OF MAY) for his wife's treatment. Time is running out. Let's help him get there!

CURRENTLY AT: $12,890/$18,890 USD

[Plain text: Currently at: $12,890/$18,890 USD]

tagging a few people under cut:

@murderbot @guldastaan @timetravellingkitty @jewishdainix @russianimperialist @boobieteriat @doublycharming-tetraquark @raangmanch @randomfandomtraveller @chucklingmaniacally @heliopixels @sitaarein

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This is not just a photo it’s our daily reality in Gaza.

I am a father of five, living under the harshest conditions imaginable. My children go to bed hungry most nights, and I feel helpless watching them suffer. There is no food, no clean water, and no safety.

I myself am injured from Israeli airstrikes, and my health is deteriorating. I’m in pain, physically and emotionally. I want to provide for my children, to see them smile again, to give them a warm meal — even just one.

What’s happening here is not a natural disaster. It is forced starvation. It is the slow death of innocent people, especially children, because they are being denied food and aid.

Your donation can change everything for us. Even a small amount can feed my family for a day. It can help me get medicine, water, and the bare essentials to survive.

Please, if you have anything to give, I ask you to open your heart.

Please Donate now:👇👇 👇

💔 Don’t look away. Help us survive.

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"It doesn't help your credibility to exaggerate, most employers wouldn't literally work you to death" like, I used to work in distribution. If booking a truck driver for back to back shifts until they fall asleep at the wheel, crash, and die counts as being worked to death, I have personally met employers who've worked employees to death and gotten away with a slap on the wrist. It may not be universal, but it's a hell of a lot more common than a lot of us would prefer to think.

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Hey, so, I don't know how many of you follow Canadian news, but yesterday, someone drove a car into the crowd at a Filipino cultural festival in Vancouver. I'm sorry that I can't put that more sensitively, but I really don't know how else to describe it. I'm not Filipino, but it happened in the neighborhood I grew up in. I'm not sure how to describe how I feel. I'd walked past the event an hour before with some friends. We'd joked about how the first nice weekend in Vancouver is a special occasion because everyone comes out. There's a vigil on that corner tonight.

The point of this isn't to talk about how I feel. A friend has shared some gofundmes with me and I wanted to post them here. And ask that maybe if you're local and you're able to, could you donate blood? I don't know. I don't have anything I can say. It's not my tragedy but I feel it anyway. If you can donate, I know it would be appreciated by the families.

https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-bring-rowel-home (goal reached but more funds always help)

https://www.gofundme.com/f/rizza (almost at 50%)

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How To With John Wilson (2020)

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Im gonna be so real can yall actually talk about ways we can support trans women in the UK instead of giving all the attention to fucking JKR. I already know that Harry Poter sucks, I wanna know how to actually HELP people. Something something you have to love the oppressed more than you hate the oppressor

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Master doc that contains different resources and support for many countries including Palestine, Congo, Haiti, Hawai’i, etc ((op is underneath the link))

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Hey world, ⚰

Hey world, can you see our pain and feel our hunger?! Fear, death, famine, siege, suffering, oppression, silence of the world?!! I am calling your humanity to do whatever you can to ease our pain Talk about us and don't leave us alone We are not okay, please dont forget us and stand with us by donating or reblogging to amplify our voices 🙏🏻

( Don’t forget, this is reality—we are not in a dream )

Don't forget us—do something, anything! Share, donate, like—just help us survive.

>> Our campaign is vetted by gazavetters list at (#291) Momen & his family

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What Strength Really Means 💪

✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters {537} ✅️

Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.

I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.

Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔

✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters {537} ✅️

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A Future Beyond War Starts With You 💙

My name is Naser, and war has taken everything from me—my mother, my sister, my home, and the life I once knew. In an instant, my world was shattered, leaving behind nothing but memories and the weight of loss.

But even in the darkest moments, I refuse to give up. Because amidst the pain, I still have something worth fighting for—my three younger brothers.

🔹 One dreams of becoming a doctor, to heal others so they don’t have to endure the pain we’ve faced.

🔹 Another aspires to be an engineer, hoping to one day rebuild what war has destroyed.

🔹 And the youngest? He doesn’t have big dreams yet—he just wants to be a kid again, to wake up in a home that feels safe, to play without fear.

🏡 We Need a Home. We Need Education. We Need Hope.

Right now, we are not just fighting for survival—we are fighting for the chance to live, to grow, to dream again. We are fighting for a future where my brothers can become the doctor, the engineer, the child who gets to have a childhood.

💙 This is where you come in.

I’m not asking for much—just a chance. A chance to rebuild, to give my brothers a future beyond war.

Your support, whether through a donation or simply sharing our story, can make all the difference. Even the smallest act of kindness can create ripples of change.

🙏 Will you help us rebuild?

Together, we can prove that war doesn’t get the final word—hope does. Thank you for standing with us. 💙✨

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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.

✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters ( #309 ) ✅️

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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🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

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Ive posted about Walid, Shatha's 4 year old son, before - he is disabled, unable to stand or walk. Recently, he was able to get surgery on both his feet and has started a process that will hopefully help him to start walking on his own!

The recovery is difficult, made even more so by the genocide he and his family are enduring. His mum needs help to afford Walid's medical care, diapers, medication, and physical therapy, especially after the high costs of the surgery.

Please keep supporting this family!!! Your funds have helped Walid to get surgery, so let's keep supporting him and giving him strength so he may recover big and strong!!

DONATE -> LINK HERE 💌

(picture of walid after surgery!) @walidfamile

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In this harsh winter, the cold is always with us. Every night, I pull my children into my arms in a desperate attempt to shield them from the cold air seeping through the small cracks in our tent. No heating, no clothes to protect them from the biting wind. This is our reality, where one nearly forgets oneself in the midst of the fight for survival. ❄️

Each day carries a new fear. Will we manage to warm ourselves tonight? Will we find food to feel warmth from the inside? These were my daily questions, as I watch my children try to sleep in indescribable conditions. 😔

Our support campaign started as a lost hope in a storm, but with every contribution, no matter how small, I feel a beam of light illuminating the way. 🌟 It wasn't just donations; it was moral support that gave me the strength to continue fighting. Thanks to God, and to all those who supported us, we managed to overcome some difficulties. But the challenges are not over yet. 🙏

I need your support now more than ever. Every contribution, no matter how small, means so much to us. You are the hope we cling to in this harsh winter. ❤️

• ️Vetted by @gazavetters ( #334 )

Thank you from the bottom of my heart 💕