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I lost my baby after 6 months of hope… No words can describe the pain 💔💔

I share this update with a heart weighed down by sorrow and heartbreak…

We are still living in the heart of catastrophe. Ongoing starvation, fear, and the lack of safety have destroyed what remains of our humanity. We lost our home, our jobs, our dreams… we lost the life we once knew!

I lost my baby after six months of pregnancy. Six months during which I awaited his birth as a sole beacon of hope amid death and destruction. I held onto him as a symbol of a new beginning… but he left before seeing the light of day. 💔😭

The miscarriage was difficult and painful. My body could no longer endure. I became unable to move, and my health has sharply deteriorated. My heart tears apart every moment I remember that I lost my baby…🥹

My family and I are now suffering from severe malnutrition. We’ve lost a great deal of weight and can no longer find anything to satisfy our hunger. We need flour, basic foods, nutritional supplements, and urgent medicines so I can regain my strength and care for my child and family who are still alive and struggling every day to survive.

I know you have never hesitated to help, and you have always been a symbol of humanity. But today I write to you with the last strength I have left… because my life and the lives of my family are in your hands.

Your support now means life for us… it means we have not been forgotten in this hell.

From the depths of my heart, Please not leave us alone in these moments.

Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #152 ) ✅

This campaign has also been verified by @90_ghost ✅

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Hello 🙋

My name is Maram, I am 25 years old from Gaza. I dreamed of a peaceful life, spending my life with my husband and my three children... but the war turned this dream into an impossible one 💔😭. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from it😭. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Gaza Strip. After repairing a small room in our destroyed house, we began to live there and start over. Unfortunately, the war came back, and it was even stronger than before 💔. Now, we have no shelter or source of income. We have used up all our savings during the war. I know I created my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other means to help my family 🙏. I am completely confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these tough circumstances 😔.

I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family 🥺🙏.

So, please, donate to my campaign, even if it's a small amount—it will have a big impact on us 🥺. May God bless you, my friend 🥰❤️.

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Urgent Appeal for Help

We are being ordered to evacuate, but there is nowhere safe to go. Bombs fall daily, and death is everywhere.

My children cry from hunger — their bodies are weak from severe malnutrition. We have no food, no clean water.

For over a year and a half, we survived on donations, but now even that lifeline has stopped.

My children’s lives are in real danger.

Please, don’t leave us alone in this nightmare. Help us before it’s too late.

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Hello 🙋

My name is Maram, I am 25 years old from Gaza. I dreamed of a peaceful life, spending my life with my husband and my three children... but the war turned this dream into an impossible one 💔😭. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from it😭. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Gaza Strip. After repairing a small room in our destroyed house, we began to live there and start over. Unfortunately, the war came back, and it was even stronger than before 💔. Now, we have no shelter or source of income. We have used up all our savings during the war. I know I created my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other means to help my family 🙏. I am completely confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these tough circumstances 😔.

I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family 🥺🙏.

So, please, donate to my campaign, even if it's a small amount—it will have a big impact on us 🥺. May God bless you, my friend 🥰❤️.

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If you see someone in the MHA fandom getting mad at someone else for shipping Izuku with a guy there is an 80% chance the person having the homophobic tantrum is someone that's just using Izuku as a misogynistic self-insert fantasy getting mad someone is actually doing things like interpreting character dynamics. And I can tell because literally every part of the fandom I've seen screeching about how wrong and evil it is to ship him with a guy his own age suddenly flip flopping into unironically making posts where he sleeps with women old enough to be his mom.

They don't care about the characters they just want a way to jack off to anime women while pretending they're the ones having sex.

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i would also like to point out that automatically equating any representation of sex, sensuality and sexuality to something that only appeals or caters to men is extremely misogynist and conservative

it perpetuates the idea that women are — or should be — sexless beings without desires, fantasies, imagination or agency, that sexual activity and sexual autonomy are things reserved exclusively for men, and that women who express themselves through their sexuality are simply performing (= pretending) to please men, to get approval from men, or financial compensation from men

which is, as you surely know, incorrect, bigoted, antiquated, embarrassing and misogynistic to believe and to claim

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This year some of my favourite books I read were written by indigenous American authors and I just wanted to shout out a couple that I fell in love with

The Only Good Indians by Stephen Graham Jones

Horror being my second most read genre, I did not think books could still get under my skin the way this one did lol. It follows four Blackfoot men who are seemingly being hunted by a vengeful... something... years after a fateful hunting trip that happened just before they went their separate ways. The horror, the dread, the something... pure nightmare fuel 10/10

Moon of the Crusted Snow by Waubgeshig Rice

An apocalyptic novel following an isolated Anishinaabe community in the far north who lose contact with the outside world. When two of their young men return from their college with dire news, they set about planning on how to survive the winter, but when outsiders follow, lines are drawn in the community that might doom them all. This book is all dread all the time, the use of dreams and the inevitability of conflict weighs heavy til the very end. An excellent apocalypse story if you're into that kind of thing.

My Heart is a Chainsaw by Stephen Graham Jones

This book follows Jade, a deeply troubled mixed race teenager with a shitty homelife who's *obsessed* with slasher movies. When she finds evidence that there's a killer running about her soon-to-be gentrified small town, she weaponises that knowledge to predict what's going to happen next. I don't think this book will work for most people, it's a little stream of consciousness, Jade's head is frequently a very difficult place to be in, but by the last page I had so much love for her as a character and the emotional rollercoaster she's on that I had to mention it here.

Elatsoe by Darcie Little Badger

Taking a bit of a left turn but this charming YA murder mystery really stuck with me this year. Elatsoe is a teenage girl living in an America where myths, monsters, and magic are all real every day occurrences. When her cousin dies mysteriously with no witnesses, she decides to do whatever she can, including using her ability to raise the spirits of dead animals, to solve the case. The worldbuilding was just really fun in this one, but the Native American myths and influence were the shining star for me, and the asexual rep was refreshing to see in a YA book too tbh

Split Tooth by Tanya Tagaq

The audiobook, the audiobook, the audiobook!!!! Also the physical book because formatting and illustrations, but the audiobook!!! Tanya Tagaq is an Inuit throat singer, and this novel is a genre blending of 20 years worth of the authors journal entries, poetry, and short stories, that culminates in a truly unique story about a young girl surviving her teenage years in a small tundra town in the 70s. It is sad and beautiful and hard but an experience like nothing else I read this year.

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Art by François Bourdin

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There is a big difference between saying:

We have returned to zero, and that we have returned to nothingness. And now we have returned to nothingness, unfortunately, it is unbelievable what we are experiencing of great loss that no human being can bear!💔🍉

I hope my message reaches every person who understands and feels the meaning of humanity.❤️🍉 In short, I am very tired of what has happened to us and I cry when I remember anything in every word I write.😓💔 Please, my friend, be a human being and feel with us. Donate anything to buy and pay for the basic needs only. I do not want much from you, but really, any donation is an appreciation for us. Your donation will make a difference and I feel that there is hope in this world to stand with us. Thank you from the bottom of my heart to everyone who supports us in these stifling and harsh circumstances. May God bless you and give you goodness, health and wellness.🌹🍉

Vetted by✅️ @gaza vetters, my number verified on the list is(#88)

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I've rarely seen a more validating sentence in my entire life.

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runestraw fans really dying of hunger over here

guys i miss runestraw like a mf

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my friend siraj (verified #219) has been unable to evacuate an area actively being re-invaded by the iof due to a lack of funds. he has confirmed that the occupation forces are mere meters away from him. he and his family of 24 are in the most acute danger now, if that is even quantifiable when they are otherwise still suffering under a genocide.

he needs to reach 10K euros at the very least, and that is 860 euros away. donate here and please share

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If anyone is looking for a game with a heart-wrenching story then I am letting you know Black Beacon can and does kill its playable characters, a fact that ruined my life today when Chapter 7 dropped

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gen ai relies on slavery?????

To label the training data

Grok specifically is poisoning the people of Memphis with people claiming the air there smells Iike nail polish remover

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nbh bkdk/dkbk shippers but the mischaracterization of katsuki bakugou by antis needs to be studied. like this panel

im so tired of the "you shouldn't tell your classmate/friend to swan dive off a roof in any context" takes. how about THIS for some context?? imagine you have a best friend from the time you are babies. you do not know how to conceptualize yourself apart from him; being by his side is baked into your personality. he is one of the only constants in your life. like, parent-level constant from infancy. the nicknames you have for each other are baby-ish and born out of mispronunciation and misreading because you've been friends since before you could pronounce or read your own names properly. IMAGINE THAT FOR 2 SECONDS.

and then imagine that age four rolls around and you manifest a prodigy-level superpower and suddenly everyone around you can only define you by that. and you are just a kid, like, a LITERAL TODDLER. you dont know any better, so it's confusing. who are you? don't you get to discover who you want to be? or do you just have to be what everyone tells you you should be, because of your power? even your friend starts defining you by it. to add insult to injury, he doesn't seem to care about any of his own talents at all. like, he is obsessed with other people's powers and even YOUR power, but it seems like somewhere along the way you lost your friend... like he became just like everyone else. like, he stopped caring about YOU and HIMSELF as people and started only caring about powers. fuck, man. maybe the only thing that matters IS power.

so you define yourself by your power, because that's what you were taught to do. you develop a bigoted worldview based on power and who has it because that's what you were taught. and even then, you want to be a hero, because if you have to live in this stupid world where people aren't created equally, where your best friend can't achieve his dream just because of biology, you might as well live it for him, even if it's miserable.

and he has the audacity to never give up on his dreams of being a hero, even though he has no power. like. is he stupid?? is he DETERMINED to be miserable forever?? why can't he just be CONTENT with his life? why can't he accept that even if he's a lame-ass nerd, at least people like him for who he is as a person and not just for his stupid powers. and one day, you just snap. you just can't take it anymore.

"IF YOU THINK YOU'LL HAVE SUPER POWERS IN YOUR NEXT LIFE, WHY DONT YOU JUST TAKE A SWAN DIVE OFF THE ROOF?"

but it isn't because you think he really should. it isn't because you actually think he is worthless because he has no power. it's because HE thinks that. it's because you NEVER COULD. it's because you being the powerful one was a mistake; because he is the one who was always so much more heroic than you, but he can't move on. it's because you don't know what to do with these FEELINGS and this GUILT because youve only been alive for, like, thirteen years or something, but you want your friend back— you want him to love himself or stop wasting your time.

like some people are so caught up in izuku's worldview at the beginning of the story, that quirks are the best, most defining aspect of a person, and you just take that as fact and allow it to totally cloud your judgement. but, like, the actual point of mha is that izuku never needed the power to be a hero. it was never about the power. that's what he has to learn. that's why he has to give it up. and that's real fucking life bro. even if you are blessed with power for a time, eventually you will become disabled or weak or old or something and then what will you have left? by worshipping others' power, izuku is glorifying his own oppression. katsuki bakugou knows that and he's pissed off about it. why the fuck aren't all of you???

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"Help sooad Family Survive & Rebuild in Gaza"

Vetted by gaza-vetters number in the list ✅365✅

Hello, my name sooad Muhammad, I am a 61-year-old mother and former school teacher from Gaza💔

After the army entered the city, we went out to Rafah under the attack of planes and missiles.And the bullets that spare no one, we lived in torn tents that did not protect from the heat, the cold, or the rain. All the words in the world cannot describe what we have lived through. All I want is for you to look at me and my family with a merciful heart and help me.

Before October 7th, I lived a humble life, dedicated to teaching and raising my children. But everything changed. Since that day, my family and I have been living in unimaginable conditions—without electricity, without clean water, without safety.

Our home was destroyed, and we now sleep in a torn tent, exposed to the freezing cold. My children cry from hunger and fear. The markets are empty or unaffordable. Bread is now a luxury—I knead pasta just to make something to fill their stomachs

Please open your heart and stand with us in this time of despair.

We are not asking for much—just a chance to survive. A blanket for the cold. A piece of bread. A roof that does not leak. A moment of peace for my children

I am humbly asking for your help. Your donation, no matter how small, can give us warmth, food, and hope. It can help us survive these dark days and rebuild a life with dignity.

Your support means the world to me and my family.

Please donate 🙏

All the destruction that you see, we live every day a hundred times, and we live hunger, death, and a life that has no taste of life

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reporting problems with food and reporting food poisoning are so fucking important. because reporting food poisoning is less about you and more about protecting other people. even if you do not need medical care, REPORT FOOD POISONING!

there are so many people whose lives are endangered if they barf up their medications. there are so many people who can wind up hospitalized or dead from vomiting and/or diarrhea.

even if you only get 'the shits', someone else might get death.

⬆️link for US