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It will get colder eventually dont even wooorry about a silly heat wave lol It will get so, so, so terribly cold And the blanket of snow will fall heavy until every thing is made still

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posting my favorite boy bc it's been FAR too long

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the cat stickers have arrived and look great! (pic under the cut) now you can grab them at my store: danielcalmdown.bigcartel.com

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Urgent Emergency!! 🚨🚨🚨

Eileen and her family have come under attack by Israeli occupation forces (the Israeli army)❗

The occupation forces are currently bombing the area with gas canisters, and it is likely that they will begin shooting or shelling at any moment! 😞💔

The family is trying to escape, but three of its members suffer from physical disabilities. Adam, her 13-year-old son, has a head condition that limits his mobility.

Ala'a, her 20-year-old daughter, is unable to use her leg due to a previous injury caused by an earlier attack by the occupation forces. 💔

As for Eileen herself, she suffers from severe back pain, which makes it very difficult for her to move. 💔

Shaimaa, her 18-year-old daughter, is doing everything she can to help the family escape. 🥹💔

Eileen’s father, , lives with them in the tent.

He is 70 years old and sustained serious injuries during the war ، He has diabetes and was injured in a nearby bombing, which resulted in damage to his chest, shoulder, and right eye. He is in dire need of urgent surgery to regain his sight in it again.

Her mother She lost her life due to lack of treatment and hunger, as she was a cancer patient. May God protect us and you.

The family urgently needs transportation to escape, but it costs around $904 USD.

The situation is extremely dangerous and sensitive! We don’t know what the occupation forces are planning, and any delay could be fatal! 💔

Please share the family’s campaign and donate if you can! 🙏🏻💔💔

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Hi there,

I’m holding on to hope, one day at a time—and today, I’m asking for your support. My family is living through a reality no one should have to face, and I’m doing my best to keep our voices heard.

📌 Please take a second to check out my pinned post.

🔄 Sharing it can help it reach someone who might be able to help.

🤍 If you’re able to give even a little, your generosity could ease a heavy burden.

Your support, your time, your care—it all matters more than you know.

With love and deep appreciation,

@jehadkhaled

Give if you can

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Hello my friends, I ask for your urgent help. My family is in the tent. We have not found food because the prices have become very high, and I do not have the money to provide for them. The price of a bag of flour has become $400. I ask for your urgent help. I have not received any donation for a long time. Please donate, even if it is $10, urgently.

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Dear generous soul,

I survived an airstrike. My body is broken, but the greater pain is watching my children waste away from hunger.

I have 3 beautiful kids, and I cannot give them food.

Every day they ask me for bread. I have none. Every night they cry, and I hold them with empty hands.

This is not just war — this is starvation.

We are blocked from aid. We are dying slowly in silence.

Please, if you can, donate. Even a little could mean the world to us.

If you cannot donate, please share our story. You might save a life.

👉 Donate now — give hope, give food

Please Donate now:👇

🔗 Donation Link

Please Reblog My Post :👇

📌 Post Link

Give if you can

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My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza

My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.

The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.

Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.

I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.

Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.

I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.

Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.

Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.

Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.

Vetted by @gazavetters

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My Father and Brother Between Illness and War: A Call from the Heart of Pain💔

In Gaza, where the sounds of bombing mingle with the wailing of patients, and where survival becomes a daily miracle, I live between two battles whose flames never cease. The first is a war that steals everything from us, and the second is two diseases that are ravaging the two most precious people in my life: my father and my brother. 💔

My father, the man who once supported me, is now helpless in the face of a disease ravaging his body. He needs treatment, but he can't find it in a city besieged by death from every angle. He looks at me with eyes full of patience, but he doesn't hide his pain. I wish I could comfort him, tell him that everything will be okay, but how can I say that when I have no medicine or even a promise of life? Here are my father's medical reports.

As for my brother, his condition is no better. His weak body is unable to resist, and his illness worsens day by day. I see him suffering silently, trying to be strong so as not to increase my father's pain, but I see the pain in his eyes, in the trembling of his voice, in his gaze searching for hope in a city that has given nothing but despair. This is my brother's medical report.

Between war and disease, we are besieged by need. There is no medicine, no treatment, not even enough to fight this pain. I try to be strong, to cling to hope, but how can I achieve it while we are stuck in the midst of this devastation?

I hop e you donate to us, even if it is a little. Help us, my friends. This is the donation link.

I am not writing these words to complain, but rather because perhaps they will reach a living heart, a person who still believes that helping others is the greatest thing a person can do. My father and brother need nothing more than a chance for treatment, a helping hand, a heart that feels what we are experiencing here.

I write these words with a heart filled with fear, but I still believe that goodness has not died, and that there are those who will hear this call and extend a helping hand to us at a time when we need mercy most.

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Please take a look at my story.🇵🇸💔

!! My children and I are in great danger!! Dear, I know you are receiving a lot of messages, but I really need your help 😭😭😭

Hello, I am Hanan Mahmoud from Gaza and my children lost everything from our home, our work and our car💔💔💔 Donate 30 euros

I need to buy medicine for my children, expensive diapers and some treatments

Everything is expensive, food, medicine and all the necessities of life are expensive💔⁉️⁉️💔

We are suffering from severe famine in Gaza, there is no food or healthy water to drink, we live in very cold winter conditions, and we live under terrifying bombing 💔

Please help us, we have nothing but ourselves 🙏🙏

Please donate to us, your donation will make a difference to us 💔💔

Your donation will give us hope to continue living 🙏🙏🙏Your donation will contribute to rebuilding our lives and securing travel costs to get out of Gaza from Yes to protect my children ✅️ My number on the list has been verified by @gazavetters (#270) ✅️

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Save our lives 🚨🚨

“Every day I lose my beautiful days… and I die in this war.” 😭💔

I'm not okay.

I don't sleep, I don't eat, I don't breathe like other people do.

I just count what's left of me... and wait.

Will I die today? 😭

Will a missile fall on me and end this pain once and for all?

Will I lose my son, still swimming in my belly, searching for a beating heart, a small dream, a chance to survive?

But I have nothing for him… no milk, no roof, no safety… only my fear. 💔

Yesterday, I saw in my dream a child reaching out his hand to me, saying, "Mom, save me."

I woke up screaming...

But no one heard me.💔

I buried my brothers with my own hands, I washed my mother with my tears, I saw my father burning and I couldn't put out the fire. Today, I'm waiting for my turn. 😭💔

There's no room in my body for bullets, but war resides in my eyes, in my womb, in my silence, in every heartbeat I hear from inside my belly. Even hope no longer visits me, even prayer has become faint. 💔

Please...

Help me before I become another silence on this weary earth.

Help me before this child loses his mother... just as I lost everything.

Also, my husband is between life and death and I am helpless 💔

I am the wife of a man who was never just a husband… He was my support, my hope, and my everything in this cruel world. And today, as I write these words, my heart breaks for him as he battles his illness without medicine, without a hospital bed, and without even the reassurance of peace.

My husband has severe pneumonia, and hepatitis is eating away at his body day after day. His ability to breathe is no longer what it used to be, and his chest pain wakes him up terrified. As for me, all I can do is wipe away his sweat and hide my tears.😭

I watch my loved one wither away in front of me, and I don't have the money, the support, or even a safe place to rest my head. We count his breaths in prayer, hoping he'll hold on for another day... that someone will come... that someone will hear us. 💔😭

I appeal to those with compassionate hearts, those who have the ability to help, do not delay. A human life is in your hands, and my husband does not need much, just hope... just medicine... just a chance to live.

Share my campaign 🙏

Thank you 🤍

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Neil Banging Out the Tunes (2023)

Air-dry clay over foil and wire armature, EVA foam, acrylic paint, paint marker

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Black mutual aid post. update

I need help raising funds to keep my lights on and need help with rent. My lights are over due. please I have an 8 year old sister that i have custody of. The lights need to be kept on. please help

electric bill/rent 350/768

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La Danse, Henri Matisse, 1909

Looking at La Danse, Louise Dahl-Wolfe, 1939

Dancing in front of Matisse, Sergei Podgorkov, 1970

Children imitating Matisse, 2016

Me and my friends at the MoMA, 2025

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Now is absolutely the time we should be talking about Gaza nonstop. Cowering will not protect us.

Please don't stop helping us or talking about us. At least any donation makes a difference in our lives. A donation helps us fight famine.

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🚨 Help Save Shada’s Family and Baby Adam! 🚨

My name is Shada Kassab, and I am a 24-year-old mother living in Gaza. Every day is a fight for survival for me, my husband Hussein, and our baby boy Adam, who is just five months old.

Our lives have been turned upside down by war. My home has been reduced to rubble, and my husband lost his water truck, which was our only source of income. We’ve been forced to evacuate twice—from Deir el Balah to the Nuseirat camp—and now, we live in constant fear of what the future holds.

To make matters worse, Adam was born with clubfoot and urgently needs surgery. The cost for his treatment and specialized medical boots is at least $3000, but this surgery isn’t even possible in Gaza.

I recently graduated as a nurse, and I dream of building a better life for my family. But to do that, we must leave Gaza and start over in safety.

💔 I need your help to save my family and give Adam a future. Even a small donation 5$ can bring us closer to safety, and if you can’t donate, sharing our story means the world to us.

I dream of living in safety, of seeing Adam grow up healthy, and of building a better life for us all. Please don’t give up on us. Your kindness can make all the difference.

❤️ Thank you for taking the time to read this. Your support and compassion give us strength to keep going.

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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 might not seem like much, but it could mean a meal, clean water, or a tiny bit of hope for my family.

Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.

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 ❤️