Hello,

Love ya too (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

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my friend requested that I draw this silly little guy ☺️🖤

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.

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Help Abdelmajed Escape Gaza and Rebuild His Life

My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people

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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when she says she doesn’t send nudes

Chat … is it weird or wrong if I prefer to be referred to and treated as a fictional character??

Like … I LOVE the idea of getting fanart. And headcanons. And horrifically mischaracterised blog theories on here. And people kinning me. And people making edits. And people having merch of me.

Plus I HATE acknowledging that I’m real. I HATE IT!!

If I were spoken to face to face about me as a character maybe I’d be treated as like a developer or author of sorts??

Reblog to hug prev poster (they need a hug)

okay guys hear me out, jirai café

i cut myself with a dr pepper can

i cut myself with a doctor pepper can/ so funny

hhahahaahheehehheehahhahahahaa dr pepper ahhaha

My reaction whenever i see someone calling trauma bonding "sexy"

IM SORRY??? BUT LIKE DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS?! ∑( 口 ||

PLEASE search up what it means. Trauma bonding isn't two people with trauma bonding over it.

I’m pretty sure all those asks are bots/spam/scams

Still, it's in manners to act respectfully after all.

Especially when there's a slight chance of it being a human being.