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My name is Abed.

I’m a survivor from Gaza, holding on to hope in a world that has fallen apart around me. 💔

The life I once knew — my home, my family, my sense of safety — has been shattered by war. Today, I live among the ruins, trying to find a path forward through the rubble and heartbreak. 🏚

Every moment is a battle against fear and uncertainty. What was once ordinary — a safe place to sleep, a future to dream of — now feels like a distant memory. 🕊️

I share my story not to seek pity, but to keep hope alive — to believe that even in the darkest places, kindness can still find a way. 🤍

If my story touches your heart, please consider sharing it or offering support. Every voice, every act of care, brings me one step closer to safety. ✨

Thank you for taking the time to listen. 🙏

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Hey 💌 I’m Saja — a mother trying to hold onto hope through days that feel impossibly heavy.

I know you probably see a lot online, but if you could take just a moment… I’d be so grateful.

💫 A reblog of my pinned post could help our story reach someone who cares.

🌿 And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation could bring comfort to my daughter and help us feel safe again.

@sajagz, thank you for listening.

Even gentle support creates strength.

From one heart to another — thank you 🤍

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Hi there,

I’m reaching out with a quiet hope in my heart. These days are heavy, and my family is living through a reality filled with uncertainty—but I’m still here, doing my best to hold on and keep going.

If you have a moment, please check out my pinned post.

A simple share could help it reach someone who might be able to make a difference.

If you’re able to give, even the smallest kindness can bring light into the darkest places.

Your time, your voice, your compassion — it all matters more than you know.

With deep gratitude,

@nadinfamily

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Hello,

I hope you’re all doing well. 🌿

I need your help to share my family's story and raise awareness about our struggle. Every voice counts, and your support means the world. 🙏

💬 Please reblog my pinned post or, if you're able, consider donating just $5—it could be life-changing for those facing unimaginable hardship.

Your kindness and solidarity make a real difference. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍✨

@aboodfmly

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Hello, wonderful souls! 🤍🌍

I hope you're doing well. 🌿

Could you help me amplify my family's story and bring awareness to our struggle? 🙏🏻

💬 Please reblog my pinned post or consider donating just $5—your support could truly make a difference in saving lives amidst war and hardship.

Your kindness and voice matter more than you know. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍🌿

🕊️ @mosabsdr | Every share counts. 💫

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zero intamacy

wanted to break a couple of hearts cause valentines day is today

For as long as she could remember, Y/N had always fallen for the wrong guy. Whether that be a handsy jerk or an inattentive listener, Y/N had always picked someone who didn’t really care about her the way she wanted them to.

But that all changed when she met Chris Sturniolo. No one had ever made her feel the way Chris made her feel. Everytime their hands brushed or he gave her that glowing smile, she felt her stomach fill with butterflies. She was completely and irreversibly smitten.

So, when Chris asked her if she wanted to go to a party with him and his brothers she immediately said yes. It would be perfect! It was Valentine’s Day and the mood of the party would give her the confidence she needed to confess her feelings to him.

Y/N heard the blare of a horn outside and she quickly rushed to put on some lip gloss, she ran outside where she saw the familiar van parked by the curb. She hopped into the car where she was immediately greeted by Nick and Matt.

“Hey,” Chris turned in his seat and smiled at her.

“Hi,” she replied, quickly shooting a smile back at him.

“Can we go now,” Nick whined, earning an eye roll from Matt, who despite being annoyed, quickly raced off into the night.

Y/N felt herself move along with the music. The house was completely red, bathing everyone in a reddish glow, several balloons were floating among the ceiling heart shaped and small in size. Plenty of people were dressed up in red and pink and some were even dressed as cupids to go along with the theme.

Y/N locked eyes with Chris across the room, he was smiling and having a good time as he danced and sung to one of his many favorite songs, Y/N felt herself smile as well.

Then a slow song came on and several couples started to dance with each other, Y/N decided this was her chance to get to talk to Chris.

She tapped him on the shoulder, “You want to dance?”

His smile slipped a little, surprised by the question but seeing the want in her eyes he shrugged and said, “Ok.”

As Chris placed his hands on her waist, she felt herself shudder. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and they began to sway to the beat. Being this close to him, she could see the faded freckles littering his face, she could smell his cologne and she smiled to herself thinking how safe she felt in his arms.

He looked at her and raised a brow, a little confused but amused, “I feel like I’m in middle school again, you know? It’s kind of corny.”

She felt her confidence slip a little but she pressed on, “Chris, can I tell you something?”

“Yeah sure what’s up,” giving her his undivided attention.

“I—I have feelings for you.”

“Oh.”

Y/N now could fully feel her confidence waver but for some reason her mouth kept moving, “You’re just like no one I’ve ever met before. You make me feel so….,” but as she said this he let go of her.

He shoved his hands into his pockets and he signed, “Y/N you know how much I care about you but I don’t feel the same way. You’re awesome and all but I only see you as a friend and I’ll only ever see you that way. Im sorry if I gave you the wrong idea.”

Y/N felt as if her skin was on fire, she could feel the thousands of eyes on her, on them. She struggled to find the words, oh god the way Chris was looking at her with pity in his eyes. She wanted to throw up, to be swallowed into the floor.

“Um ok,” was all she could bring herself to say. Had she tried to say anymore she would have burst into tears.

“Y/N—“ but she didn’t hear the rest, because she was running outside. As she felt the cool air wrap around her, Y/N felt tears slip down her face. She called an Uber and threw herself in the car the minute it arrived. She felt herself relax against the leather seats, beginning to calm down.

She felt her phone buzz and a sick and twisted part of her hoped that it was Chris, saying it was just a joke that he really did care about her and he wanted to be with her. But as she opened the notification, she was horrified at the result. It was one of those instagram accounts dedicated to exposing all the details about influencers and celebrities lives, a picture of Chris flashed crossed across the screen.

The worst part?

It was a picture of Chris in the party they had just been in, passionately kissing another girl. The post reading, “chris sturniolo allegedly kissing his girlfriend at a party?! can you say happy valentines day?!”

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a/n: got bored, hope they never see this cause ill sob; warnings: uses she/her pronouns, like the tiniest bit of angst, I DO NOT CLAIM THAT THEY ACT LIKE THIS IN REAL LIFE! synopsis: you and chris have been broken up for three months now but when he sees you again at a party, he can’t help the feelings that rush back to him

chris looked over himself in the mirror, fiddling around with the silver chain around his neck. he really did want to go this party tonight, he was just….

hesitant.

he hated this. he hated moping around his house like a scolded dog. he hated missing out. he hated not showing up. and he ESPECIALLY hated—

“CHRIS HURRY THE FUCK UP BEFORE WE LEAVE WITHOUT YOU,” his brother’s grating voice screamed for him.

chris let out a sigh before shouting, “IM COMING NICK!”

**********

chris screamed along with the music, he was glad he made himself come out tonight.

he leaned over to his brother, having to shout over the pounding music “HEY! IM GOING TO GET A DRINK BE RIGHT BACK!”

“WHAT,” his brother screamed back.

chris just rolled his eyes, and walked away from the dance floor.

he wanted around the unfamiliar halls of the house, trying to find a cooler or someone he knew so that he could ask them if they knew where the cooler was.

suddenly he felt something splash all over him.

“oh shit! my bad, man,” this unfamiliar dude said with a smirk.

chris was mad, he had just bought this damn shirt two weeks ago and normally he would’ve let it slide cause let’s be real it’s a shirt, he could’ve washed it. but it was the way this “apologized”, like he thought it was funny.

“nah it’s fine man,” chris said through gritted teeth.

the dude gave him a nod and wandered off.

**********

“WHERE’D YOU GO,” matt shouted.

“I WAS GETTING A DRINK!”

“DID YOU SPILL IT ALL OVER YOURSELF OR???”

“NO THIS DUDE SPILLED HIS SHIT ALL OVER ME!”

matt started to laugh, but suddenly stopped. his face went slack.

“WHAT?! YOU LOOK LIKE YOU SAW A GHOST”

chris looked behind him and suddenly felt himself go pale because right behind him standing in the crowd was you.

you looked gorgeous, hair styled just right, your makeup was beautiful, even from where he was he could see the way your lipgloss shined. the dress you had on was one chris had bought you, and it was hugging you in all the right place, he felt his heart leap into his throat when he saw you still had on the bracelet he had bought you for your six month anniversary.

suddenly he felt his feet move on their own, he was walking over towards you when he suddenly felt his brothers hand on his shoulder.

“chris, don’t.”

chris but his lip, he looked back over to you. and suddenly he felt himself boil over with rage. because in the minute he took his eyes off you, the asshat that managed to spill his drink all over him, suddenly had appeared right next to you.

and you did not look happy about it.

chris broke free of his brothers grasp and instantly appeared by your side.

“hey babe,” he said, casually wrapping a hand around your waist, “who’s your friend?”

“you know this guy,” douche bag uttered in disbelief.

“yup,” you replied without hesitation. “he’s my boyfriend.”

chris felt himself smirk at that. it felt good to hear you say that after so long.

the douchebag just raided his hands in defeat, and walked away, clearly over his pathetic attempt of trying to flirt with you.

chris felt you slip away from his grasp, he watched as you attempted to disappear in the crowd.

except he wasn’t going to let you go this time.

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“thought id find you out here.”

you whipped your head towards chris. you had been sitting on the curb, trying to calm yourself down.

“can i sit down,” chris asked, hand shoved deep into his jean pockets.

you shrugged, trying hard not to look at him.

you heard shuffling as chris sat down next to you. you both sat in awkward silence, not exactly knowing what to say.

“y/n, i—“

“what chris,” you let out with a huff, “what do you possibly have to say to me?!”

chris felt his mouth go dry, he didn’t think his through.

“exactly,” you said rolling your eyes, you got up from the curb completely over this conversation.

suddenly chris hand was clenched around your wrist.

“y/n wait! i just wanted to say—“

“what?! that you’re sorry?! chris do you really think one measly apology is going to make up for what you did?!”

“no but—“

“chris you left me! with no word of warning, you just left without a word! that’s not how breaks ups work! usually someone has to tell you if they’re not interested anymore! but you just gave me radio silence!”

“i didn’t mean for it to happen that way!”

“oh really?! cause that’s not what it looked like to me?!”

“I WAS SCARED, OK!”

you felt your breath hitch.

“we were starting to get serious and it scared me a lot, ok? and i know that’s not an excuse but i was terrified of getting that close to you.”

“why,” you said looking down at your shoes.

you felt chris get closer to you, lifting up your face to look at him.

“because i don’t ever want to lose you, ok? i care about you too much and i wouldn’t know what to do if you weren’t in my life. you’re one of the best things that ever happened to me and i want you to stick around for a really long time. these past three months without you have been really hard, i wake up and it hurts, i eat and it hurts, i drink and it—“

“chris,” you softly uttered, interrupting him.

“yeah?”

“shut up.”

you closed the gap in between you, kissing him. you felt his arms slink around you drawing you in closer, and you brought your arms up entangling your fingers in his hair.

soon you had to pull apart for air, and you were left entangled in each others arms.

“y/n”

“yeah?”

“will you be my girlfriend again?”

you smiled softly, “ok. but if you ever try to ghost me again, im hitting you with a car.”