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Help my family leave the Gaza Strip

I'm Rena Al-Hila from Gaza.

I never imagined I'd find myself in a situation that required me to write these words, but life took an unexpected and devastating turn. My family of six, made up of my father, Iyad, my mother, Zumrud, and my brothers, Mohammed, Ahmed, and Reham, is facing a crisis we cannot overcome alone.

We are urgently asking for help because we cannot do it alone. We need to rebuild not only our home, but our lives as well. Every donation, no matter how small, will go directly to providing my family with a safe place to sleep, food to eat, and a chance to reclaim their dreams. If you can find it in your heart to help us during this ordeal, we are eternally grateful. May your kindness and generosity be a guiding light through this.

I am Rena Al-Hila. I wish you continued health and wellness. I hope you can help me get treatment. I suffer from an intestinal bacteria that causes me severe pain. Because of the war, I undergo blood tests every two months to check my health. I need an endoscopy, but due to lack of time, I haven't had it. I have suffered from this condition since 2023, and the situation has worsened due to the instability and unavailability of medications. We face difficulty purchasing medications due to their high prices. Now, life has become very difficult, and the prices of medications have increased due to their scarcity. I hope that all donors and supporters will not forget Rena and her family.

My dream is to live in peace and leave Gaza with my family. With your help, we will survive. Your donations are our only solution to escape this hell. I don't want to lose more than this. Many of my family members have been lost, including a Red Crescent paramedic, my cousin Mohammed Al-Hila, may God have mercy on him. Even my birds died from hunger, fear, and bombing. My beautiful cat gave birth to a male and a female and also died from starvation. I hope I don't lose her kittens like I lost their mother. We are no longer able to provide the necessities of life.

My family's future is completely destroyed. I can no longer live in Gaza. I want to leave the Strip, so I need $5,000 for each person in my family.

I hope everyone who watches my story will help me.

I am asking for help, and I hope you will help me and donate.

To save my life and the lives of my family from death.

I hope you will donate even

$15, $25, or $50. It would be wonderful.

My heroic friends who support the Palestinian cause... Today, after we have lost hope in this world, I ask you to help us and stand by us.

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #674 )✅️

Rena Al-Hillah

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Oh yeah…. I forgot to show off something!

I GOT THE FREAKING SETLIST!!!

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Barbie

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“The prince just fell in love with Cinderella because of her looks!”

Wrong. Okay, picture this–

So there’s the prince, okay? He’s like, smack dab in the center of the ballroom, and he is like, horrifically aware that this whole ball thing is a result of his dad falling into a panic about the royal lineage or whatever and he’s stuck listening to highborn girl after highborn girl, all lined up, introducing themselves like, “Oh yeah my family’s been a longtime supporter of the crown, and I think you’re cute, *cough* I’ve been told I have child-bearing hips *cough* Who said that? Anyway–” and Princey boy is just smiling through it, he has been the center of attention for entirely too long, he misses his emotional support horse, and is just internally like “Someone please kill me now.” And then… he sees her–This isn’t a love at first sight thing, this is a ‘what the hell is going on over there’ thing, because this girl has not gotten into the Debutante line for a solid 45 minutes. 

She’s just at the hors d’oeuvres table going HAM on the prosciutto-wrapped asparagus, and like, she’s polite about it, she’s happy to move aside for other people grabbing punch and canapes (and she’s really so sweet with the wait staff, it’s kind of cute because they’re like… definitely not used to being acknowledged) but it’s like, “Damn girl, did you not eat today?” and then the prince is kind of stuck with the uncomfortable thought of ‘how many girls starved themselves to fit into a corset for this.’ And then the Prince realizes he’s missed the past 4 Debutante introductions because he’s watching Mystery girl hork down crab rangoons. So he’s like, “Excuse me” and manages to break free from the never-ending parade of girls who will hop on his dick for status.

 And as he’s approaching Mystery Girl, it’s kind of hitting him that something’s not quite natural about her. Not fake, but not quite real. But at the same time this whole evening’s been just a whole circus of people acting fake as hell, so like, someone seeming a little off doesn’t seem bad, necessarily. And he sidles up to her like, “Hi,” and she’s like, “Oh–hey, have you tried the tapenade?” and she points to one of the plates, and at this point, he could hit her with the “You don’t know who I am, do you?” deal or the “Very funny, I see your play” deal, but at this point it occurs to him that, no, he hasn’t had anything to eat throughout this whole damn ball, partially because of being stuck in the debutante parade, partially because of nerves, and there’s something so disarming about the question that he grabs a crostini and she still seems so food-focused that it doesn’t seem possible that this is a play. So they both grab little plates and ditch the party.

She pretty much clears her plate in under two minutes and then has half of his plate, he’s cool with it, mostly he’s just absolutely fascinated listening to her.

See here’s the thing about Cinderella:

1. She doesn’t know he’s the prince. Like yeah, he’s been at the center of the room, but she’s kind of spent half the party eagerly looking around everywhere she’s allowed to go (”Have you seen rose garden? Have you seen the solarium??” further confirmation that she doesn’t know who she’s talking to) and the other half stuffing her face with food. 

2. She assumes she’s never going to see anyone here tonight again, and no one recognizes her, so she has no filter.

So she’s just talking about whatever with this guy. He seems cool. She talks about her friends, who are rats. She makes little outfits for them. Sometimes they bring her little gifts. She is already the coolest person the prince has ever met because of this. She pretty much offhandedly talks about whatever is fucked up about the kingdom that would take his advisors two hours of hemming and hawing and watering down to address. She just says it like it’s nothing, just funky little things she’s observed, and again, she’s not aware that he’s the prince, but it’s still pretty damn bold to bring up at a literal royal ball.

She… seems to have the majority of graces that lots of girls from Respectable Families™ have, but there’s something strange about it, something simultaneously broken and hardened, like the way you can see where ice has thawed and re-frozen. Also the way she talks about her family, and the way she avoids talking about her family– is raising several red flags, not in the “Oh this is another person trying to take advantage of me” sense, but in the “Oh fuck, something’s gone really wrong and you need help” sense and also lowkey a ‘damn is she even getting fed?’ sense. But he can’t say, ��Hey, that’s not fucking normal for people to say that to you or treat you that way. We need to get you out of there,’ without sounding crazy himself, so for now, he’s just going to chill, make sure she’s comfortable, and keep enjoying the evening. She’s somehow befriended like 4 of the waitstaff so they’re willing to cover for them while they disappear for a little bit, and they get plenty of time to talk, but eventually it hits her that she hasn’t danced yet and she’s like “Come on! I bet we can make the prince jealous!” and he just bursts out laughing at that like “hell yeah, let’s make the prince jealous. He’s a real asshole.” Like clearly she’s having a good time, so who is he to make it weird? So they head back to the ballroom and they dance. And our girl, Mystery Girl, Cinderella, while they’re dancing, becomes acutely aware that everyone is staring. That doesn’t seem quite right. Like, yeah she’s hot, she knows she’s hot, but at least a good third of the party should still be focused on the prince, right? Where is that guy, anyway?

Oh.

Oh wait.

Oh shit.

And Princey Boy actually picks up on her realization and they whisper argue for like 3 minutes. “Why didn’t you tell me?! Now I feel like a goddamn idiot!” “I dunno it was nice being treated like a normal person” “Well me treating you like a normal person makes me a goddamn felon or something did you consider that?!” “Hey–Hey–it’s cool–you’re cool–I think you’re amazing, and if anyone says shit about you, I can shut it down.” “Well I don’t like that! That’s fucked up!” “I agree. It is fucked up, but I believe in you, and I think you should have a chance, and I’m here to back you up. I know power is fucked up right now. I know. But are you cool with working with me to change that?” And our girl Cindy pauses on that for a couple seconds, because.. she’s just spent hours with this guy and like.. she knows he’s a good guy, she knows he means well, so she’s like, “I don’t know how long I can actually work with you.” and the prince is like “Look, I know your home situation is complicated right now, but I really think we can–”

And then the bell starts ringing.

It’s midnight.

And then she takes off in a panic, and our prince just met the coolest person ever, and like, he’s pretty sure whatever situation they’re headed back to is fucked up, and all he’s got going to find her is a shoe. A shoe. 

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I’m still absolutely fucking reeling from the Arlington show. THEY PLAYED THE WORLD IS UGLY ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Frank you’re the best thank u omg!😭😭😭 the world is ugly is one of my two favorite songs off conventional weapons and I knew the chances were low but holy shit it actually happened!!!

Like that was MY SHOW!!! I was THERE?! Maybe 10 feet away from the B stage?!? I’m still processing the whole thing holy shit!!!

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Tell me about it! AND I WAS THERE!!!

MCRlington was something else

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ALSO. While the laugh track before it hurt, I'm so very glad I got to hear Cancer live. I didn't think it would hit as hard as it did. But even with the new context the original picture of the song came through and something in me that's still mourning everyone I've lost to cancer felt very seen and heard. Same with The World is Ugly for different reasons. This show felt like a silly satire of the shitty world we live in, and at the same time a battle cry against war, AND a reassurance that none of us are alone in seeing that and wanting a better world. In a lot of ways... I think I'm less scared after that than I was before. I don't know if I'll make it through this all, but that's no excuse not to try and live in the meantime. In a world that says you have no voice that matters, that the person you are shouldn't exist, that you shouldn't care about other people's suffering, the best thing you can do is be alive and loud and kind. I know that's been MCR 's thing since jump but. I really felt that, and for as young as I am compared to these guys old enough to be my parents... It really meant a lot to hear.

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This pain will end one day, and I believe in that. We are going through great hardships, but hope has always been in my heart. The freedom for Palestine is now closer than ever🥹🇵🇸

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Oh, okay. I see. You think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select out, oh I don’t know, that gaslight gatekeep girlboss meme, for instance, because you’re trying to tell the world that you think modern feminism has been co-opted by corporations. But what you don’t know is that that meme is not from Instagram, it's not from Twitter, it's not from Tiktok, it’s actually from Tumblr. You’re also blithely unaware of the fact that in January 2021, Tumblr user missnumber1111 posted, "today's agenda: gaslight gatekeep and most importantly girlboss." And then I think it was a-m-e-t-h-y-s-t-r-o-s-e, wasn’t it, who reblogged it with an image of the phrase edited over a piece of "Live, Laugh, Love" wall art? And then gaslight gatekeep girlboss showed up in the feeds of eight different Twitter repost accounts. Then it filtered down through Instagram and then trickled on down into some tragic “alt side of Tiktok” where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that meme represents millions of notes and countless Tumblr users and so it’s sort of comical how you think that you’ve made a choice that exempts you from Tumblr when, in fact, you’re wearing the meme that was selected for you by the people in this room. From a pile of “stuff.”

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oh THIS crowd understands. they cheered so loud when gerard took off the jacket and they booed for the dictator and they booed the jacket being forced back on!! texas i didn't know you were chill like that!

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i have never worked on anything this quickly in my life

arlington elexecution bumper sticker

edit: what is a beruva

EDIT: I MADE AN ACCURATE ONE GO VIEW IT PLS this one is now just for dodge dart havers

TRIPLE EDIT: i sprinted to make this a real bumper sticker!!!! here is the redbubble link!

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“Must have reliable transportation” = “this is how we legally discriminate against poor people who take the bus”

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Duck and Fakir, made for a Princess Tutu zine 💙

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