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I wanted to...

I wanted to write. I wanted to pour out the words I have in my heart as if they were my blood and their only way out was the wounds I have deep in my heart, the ones I thought were healed, and the ones I thought were invisible scars.

I wanted to talk about so many things. I wanted to tell the world how much I am dying and how life is so draining, even though I am trying. Yet no words come out...

No words were brave enough to escape. Not on my mind, not on my mouth, and not even on my heart. They were all hiding as if their only safe place was inside me.

In reality, they fear being hidden because they know they consume me, yet they also fear being out because not everyone will understand the language they try hard to speak.

Now, I sit in the corner... silent... My eyes — full of emotions, my mind — circling around. A pen and paper are in front of me. A notepad is open on my PC — both empty.

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Rebuilding What Was Erased – A Message from Abedmajed in Gaza

My name is Abedmajed, and I live in Gaza with what remains of my once large and loving family.

In a single missile strike, we lost over 25 members of our family. They were not just names. They were mothers, daughters, sons, grandparents — people we shared meals with, laughed with, and built dreams with.

The missile hit our family home — the heart of everything we knew.

Among those killed were: 🕊️ My mother 🕊️ My sister 🕊️ My older brother His wife and their three daughters 🕊️ My uncle, his wife, and all their sons and grandchildren

We were left with nothing but rubble and grief. Yet somehow, my brother and I survived. And now, we carry the responsibility of rebuilding what was taken — not just for ourselves, but for our father, our surviving siblings, and the memory of those we lost.

💔 Why We’re Fundraising

This campaign is not just about survival. It’s about rebuilding a future — A family home, a shared life, a place where our father can rest safely, Where the next generation of our family can grow up knowing peace instead of trauma.

💬 The funds raised will help us:

🏗️ Rebuild our family home — which was completely destroyed 🛠️ Provide basic support for our father and siblings 🏡 Create safe, livable conditions for a family shattered by loss

🔒 How the Funds Are Managed

Due to the collapse of Gaza’s financial system, all donations are processed through my brother, who has a U.S. registered Stripe account. Funds are securely transferred to Gaza and distributed in cash here on the ground. We are transparent and ready to provide proof of every step.

🌱 Why Your Support Matters

We are not asking for charity. We’re asking for a chance to stand again, To rebuild something we can pass on to the children who survived.

Vetted By @gazavetters No:537

Your support gives us the strength not just to remember the ones we lost — but to honor them by continuing.

💬 If you can’t donate, a reblog means the world. 🕊️ From Gaza, with hope and dignity — thank you.

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i gave up on my dreams once or twice

to be able to keep someone in my life

and that didn’t end well like what i’ve originally planned…

now i’m back in a situation where i have to choose,

between my dreams or the one i love,

and this time i’m sure i’d choose to chase what i’ve lost once —

myself, my dreams, and the future i want

yet a thought lingers my mind…

what if this time,

again,

i choose the wrong one?

xx, l.d.

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..

to be finally loved,

heard,

and understood.

it’s such a surreal feeling,

and i hope this time i’m making the right choice.

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hey tumbleweed..

the skies are brighter,

my smiles are wider,

and there are more days that i am okay

than days where i tumble upon my past.

i no longer dwell on things

i no longer have control.

it’s an amazing day,

some days are gloomy than others

but it’s okay.

it’s all okay.

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i’ve been told i was enough hundreds of times

only to feel like i am always asking for too much.

i have cared, and loved so pure,

only to be set aside.

so i apologize

for not being like the rest.

for letting my walls down

and believing i am capable of receiving

the love i also share.

i apologize for being true, and me,

and for not being enough or worthy.

at the end of the day,

kindest souls have deepest scars,

no one is brave enough to patch them up.

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oct 26, 2024. exactly 1220 days. you left.

at tulad ng paglubog ng araw, lilisan ka rin balang araw.

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Comeback

November is almost ending and years are quickly fading and i can't help but wonder when did time fly away? I clearly remember the first day the moment we first met the first time i rode on the motorcycle the way you checked on me at every red light and the taste of the meal we shared in silence. I clearly remember as if it was yesterday how did we come up to this day where we finally reached our ride's end? - l.d. should i make a comeback and post more again everyday?

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Warsan Shire, from "For Women Who Are Difficult to Love"

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Zehra Naqvi, from The Knot of My Tongue: Poems and Prose; “Dear Baba”

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my mind that is of a 50 year old academic says quote Rainer Maria Rilke, but my heart that is of a 14 year old girl says quote John Green

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"all I am now, mother, is pieces of what you've been."

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finally able to blog again <3

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HAPPY PRIDE!!!

happy pride 🌈

ko-fi | p/aypal

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more than this

my favorite 1D lyric ever: i'm broken, do you hear me? i'm blinded, cause you are everything i see. i'm dancing alone, i'm praying that your heart will just turn around.

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moving out

almost two years - i spent almost two years living semi - independently here. i've learned and grew a lot in this small room, made good and bad memories. this is where i cried when the world seemed too much for me. this is where i laughed when life gives me something good to cherish. this is where i grew, when life was harsh and i figured i have no one but me. this is where i knew, adulting is more than just you doing you. i am grateful for my stay, and i wish i never had to move out. i was comfortable. i was happy. i was alone, and contented. sure, life was harsh for me sometimes, it had shortcomings, ups and downs. but above all those things, life was great to me because i always had the means to survive. it's hard to say farewell, but i guess it is goodbye.