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Do you think Henry watches soaps, like to you think he ships Ballum?

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I’m Saja from Gaza… and this is my story under war

My name is Saja. I’m a woman from Gaza, married, and a mother to a little girl who still doesn’t understand why we don’t have bread or why we live in constant darkness. I used to study online, hoping to build a better future for my family. But the war has taken that away. The internet is gone. Electricity is unstable. And now, even food has started disappearing from our homes.

Flour is incredibly scarce, and prices are unbelievably high. We wait in long lines, hoping for just a small bag of flour—and often leave with nothing. Everything has become a struggle… even the simplest things: bread, clean water, and safety.

We try to stay strong, to hold onto the little we have, but life in Gaza today needs a miracle.

I write these words with a heavy heart—not seeking pity, but because I truly need your help. I just want to continue my education, provide food for my daughter, and protect the little hope I have left.

Your presence, your support—even a kind word—means the world to us. Every donation, every share, every prayer makes a real difference in my life.

💔 Donation & Support Link:

🙏 Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, to everyone who sees us, supports us, or simply prays for us. You are our only light in this darkness. 💙

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i want to talk about my ocs but im literally this image. i got nothing

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Leave me and my weird names in peace

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I love how humans have literally not changed throughout history like the graffiti from Pompeii has people from hundreds of years ago writing stuff like “Marcus is gay” “I fucked a girl here” “Julius your mum wishes she was with me” and leonardo da vinci’s assistants drew dicks in their notebooks just for the banter and mozart created a piece called “kiss my ass” so when people wish for ‘today’s generation’ to be like ‘how people used to’ then we’re already there buddy we’ve always been

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When the war destroys your home… all that’s left is memory and hope 💔🏚️

Hello, My name is Nasr, from Gaza 🇵🇸

One day during the war, a missile struck our home while we were all inside… There was no time to run, not even to say goodbye. I lost my beloved mother, my sister, and family members who were my entire world 💔 I survived—along with my father and a few siblings—but we came out from under the rubble with nothing… no home, no safety… only each other.

It’s not easy to write these words… but hope is stronger than pain. We’re living through conditions no one should ever endure. Still, we try to hold on, with what little strength we have left.

Maybe these words will reach someone with a kind heart… Even a simple share of this post could mean the world to us 🙏

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To everyone who stops by, To those who read, share, or simply feel with us… Thank you from the bottom of my heart 🤍 You are the light in this darkness 🌟

A reblog could mean more than you know. May you be blessed 🕊️

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the pre parties clearly just have this effect on people 😳

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welcome back bojere (sapphic edition 🌈)

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Milkshake Man and Laika Girl join the Vegetarian Pussy Boys as acts too iconic for Eurovision.

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CONGRATULATIONS AUSTRIA !!!!! 100% DESERVED OMG

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yes yes we hate the UK but also these girls have such fabulous energy and no i will not be quiet about it

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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.

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