Save our lives ‼️🚨
Thank you 🩷
Hello my friend, my name is Jaafar from North Gaza, I am 24 years old, and finally after waiting for a whole year of killing, displacement, hunger, massacres and genocide against us, the time for a ceasefire has come, thank God we are still alive after all the exhaustion, and during the next week we will return to our homes in North Gaza, which was completely destroyed, unfortunately our area was completely and brutally destroyed and we have nothing left, neither a home, nor property, nor furniture, nor clothes, nor any other clothes, I know that returning to the north will be very painful and difficult due to the lack of the necessities of life, and we will start building our lives from scratch, but we are happy for the war to end.
Please 🙏, donate to my campaign to save my family, even a small amount will help us stabilize ourselves a little, and buy some supplies 🥹, I hope that God will protect your family and friends, thank you 🥰🩵
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #299 )✅️
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My name is Hejer, and I am from the Gaza Strip. Before the war, I lived with my family in relative stability despite the challenges surrounding us. I was studying Doctor of Pharmacy, and my three siblings were also university students. We all had big dreams and worked hard to achieve them. My father was the sole provider for our family, and despite our limited income, he managed to cover our education expenses and basic needs.
But on October 7th, our lives were turned upside down. We woke up to the sounds of bombings, destruction, and bloodshed filling our streets. There was no time to process what was happening; we were only searching for safety—but in Gaza, there was no safe place.
In the early days of the war, we lost access to basic necessities. Water was cut off, food became scarce, and our education, which we had worked so hard for, suddenly felt like a distant dream. My father, who had always provided for us, could no longer do so as he lost his source of income amid the chaos.
As the bombings intensified, we had no choice but to flee. We grabbed whatever little we could carry and left under the terrifying sounds of explosions and gunfire, walking with no clear destination—just searching for shelter. We moved from one place to another, from one house to a shelter, and then to tents that could not protect us from the cold of winter or the scorching summer heat.
We tried to hold on, but the conditions only worsened. There was no more education, no normal life—only fear and survival.
After months of displacement and suffering, we attempted to return to our home, only to find it completely destroyed. We no longer had a roof over our heads, no place to call home. The infrastructure was wiped out, water was inaccessible, electricity was nonexistent, and life as we knew it had disappeared.
Now, we are trying to survive amidst skyrocketing prices and extreme shortages. We do not have enough money to buy even the most basic necessities. I do not know if I will ever be able to continue my education, nor do I know how my siblings will complete theirs. I do not know how we will rebuild our lives in the middle of this devastation.
Today, we are searching for a glimmer of hope, a chance for a dignified life, a helping hand to lift us from this suffering. We do not ask for much—just the opportunity to live, to continue our education, to have a normal life like everyone else.
Please, do not abandon us in this pain. Do not deprive us of your support, for hope is the only thing we have left.
Hello, my name is Lama, and I am from Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I grew up in a loving family of resilience and hope, with my parents working tirelessly to provide us with a life of dignity and opportunity. My father was our steadfast provider, and my mother was the heart of our home. I have two brothers and three sisters, the youngest of whom is just six months old. She is frail and often sick due to the lack of proper food and medicine. My siblings and I have shared dreams of education, careers and a bright future. But life in Gaza is marked by hardship, and when the war began, everything we had built was shattered. My older brother, a kind and a courageous soul, was martyred while trying to secure basic necessities for our survival, my younger sister was gravely injured, and the cost of her treatment weighs more than the universe to us, now the responsibility for my family has fallen on my shoulders.
Our home, once filled with warmth, laughter and memories, has been reduced to rubble. We have been displaced more than thirty times from place to a place with nothing but the clothes on our backs. Each time we returned, we found more destruction, we always clung to the hope of rebuilding, but in the last attack, our home was completely destroyed, we are now homeless, living in unsafe conditions with no shelter to protect us from the cold nights. The loss of our home is not just the loss of a building, it’s the loss of safety, stability, and the place where our dreams were nurtured.
With my father unemployed since the beginning of the war, we have no income to provide even the most basic necessities. Water, food, medicine, warm clothes and blankets-things that many take for granted-are beyond our reach. Every day is a battle for survival, and every night is a reminder of the dangers and struggles we face. I am determined to care for family and give my younger brothers and sisters a chance to grow up with hope. But I cannot do it alone.
I am reaching out to you with a plea for compassion and action. Your support can help us rebuild our lives, restore hope, and secure a future where my family can live in peace and safety. Every donation, no matter how small brings us closer to survival and dignity. Please for the sake of god and humanity, help us in this time of desperate need.
It’s a little gay if you ask me. 🤭🤭
A new town everytime Max Caufield decides to save a woman's life:
Dear Tumblr souls, you beautiful, strange humans—
you laugh through the pain,
you turn sadness into soft, glowing aesthetics,
you post memes in the darkest hours,
and somehow, your hearts remain warm.
When you feel someone is hurting,
you become shelter—an open hand, asking for nothing in return.
I'm not asking for pity, but right now… I need you.
I'm Kareman from Gaza 🇵🇸🌸.
*This painting was drawn by my friend Zara ❤️
I'm trying to get through what life threw at me—with an open heart ,We were displaced ,There was bombing everywhere—loud, close, terrifying ,We fled with nothing but our lives.😞💔
Our dreams have changed ,We no longer dream of tomorrow— ,our dream today… is simply to eat.
My son, Hamoud🥹, asks me, “Mama, when is dinner?”
And sometimes… I have no answer.
That kind of pain shouldn't exist in a mother's heart😭.
My campaing vetted by/ @90-ghost here , gaza-evacuation-funds here
If you can help🥹❤️, even a little—this is the donation link:
And if you can't, sharing this could still bring us one step closer to a meal.
Thank you, deeply.🌸"
I love pricefield, but safield and thomasfield has me in a chokehold
When Safi grabbed the gun and pulled it to herself while Max was holding it, bringing them closer together, Max should have kissed her.
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The Israeli occupation army officially announces the return of war on Gaza and the failure of negotiations 🇵🇸
Now the Israeli army is completely closing Netzarim and separating the north of the Gaza Strip from its 🥺south after the withdrawal of the Egyptian and Qatari committees and we are trapped without water, food or medicine, the F-35 planes above us and the tanks around us!!!!
Israel continues the massacres in Gaza... 232 souls taken in less than an hour! We are dying before your eyes—please, don’t leave us alone! Save us, do something... protest, donate, participate. I don’t want to die!
The worst news in our lives is the return of war. We don't care about a covenant or a pact. The situation is very difficult to present. This is the first time we are living this life. This is not the life we dream of, but unfortunately, if it is imposed on us, it is not like us. The same pain, the same fear. But the people of Gaza have nothing but patience and prayer. I hope, my friends, that you will pray for us from your heart and make our voice reach the world, not just read. Support us with your donations and share my posts. It is very, very important. If they are not our voice, you are our voice. Let the sleeping world wake up and fight them. The war has returned to Gaza.
The occupation targeted the headquarters of the UNOPS office, a United Nations office for reconstruction and reconstruction and responsible for the entry of fuel into the Gaza Strip, the targeting happened twice, the first did not cause injuries, the second after a few hours, resulted in the death of a UN employee Manuel and the injury of five UNMAS employees who were present at the place to remove the danger of explosive materials, with the knowledge and coordination with the Israeli side, however, the occupation intention was targeted
I like so many things, video games, tv, movies, hobbies ranging from writing and reading to painting and playing guitar, as well as exercising and skateboarding. I likea lot of things, what can I say. There’s more just too much to say here hehe. (Name: A. She/Her BiSnackSual)
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