Okay I got in touch with @90-ghost (Ahmed) and he has confirmed to me the deactivation was not something he did himself. He also showed me a screenshot of his tumblr app glitching out because of it.
Tumblr deleted his account. That being said, it might have been an automatic response to a mass reporting campaign being led by zionist stalkers. It could also have been a decision made by tumblr staff themselves.
We don't fully know what happened. Ahmed has contacted them to report the issue. In the meantime, make people aware of this problem.
If his blog is gone the vetting links to a lot of legit fundraisers are going to be broken now and not be of any use.
They say judas is in hell because he betrayed jesus but thats actualy a misconception, that was gods plan and so he didnt do anything wrong. Judas however IS in hell because god thinks he made his son gay
Please Don’t Turn Blind Eye To Our lives, Our Hope Begins with You
Hello, I'm Ola, a graduate student from the faculty of science - Al-Azhar University in Gaza Palestine. I truly appreciate you taking a moment to read my story. As you reading my message, myself and my family, “my mother, father, three sisters, and my little brother,” are fighting death in northern Gaza and trying to survive under all kinds of suffering including but not limited to destruction, fear, and instability, starvation, thirst, and poverty.
Since 471 days until now, we have been struggling to get proper food after prices increased by 15 to 20 times, struggling to have clean water for use and drinking.
After a long and tiring effort, my Tumblr account @olasfamily has been disabled, and I have to start over. I feel sad and lost, but I don’t want to face this journey alone. I kindly ask you to share and support us; every donation and every share means a lot to me in this difficult time. Please don’t leave me to face this challenge on my own.
I am writing to you as we struggle through very difficult conditions with winter approaching. The cold is becoming harsher by the day, and we lack the warm clothing needed to endure this freezing weather. We cannot afford to buy new clothes due to the steep rise in prices, and most of what we have is old and worn out.
We are longing to rebuild our shattered lives, and I can't do it without you. I need your support to complete my education and help my family rise from the ruins and find hope again.
You mean the world to us, now more than ever. Please, don’t let us down 💔
Please share and donate 🙏💔
My campaign has been vetted by:
@90-ghost here,
@northgazaupdates here,
@el-shab-hussein , and @nabulsi 's spreadsheet of vetted campaigns #205.
Hey guys. Since my last post about Mona's mutual aid project, she's completed many initiatives with the donations! Her latest one was the distribution of fresh fruits and vegetables, something that is now possible with the entry of aid trucks! Please do not hesitate to donate if you can spare anything! Every single dollar counts. P*ypal link.
G*f*ndme for the distribution of basic necessities in Ghazzah.
G*f*ndme to help Mona and her family.
G*f*ndme to help Mona's sister and niece.
(If you live in India or Pakistan and want to donate, contact her through the means listed on her account).
- cannot get out of bed. Some can.
- cannot keep a job. Some can.
- cannot eat. Some can.
- cannot stop eating. Some can.
- self-harm. Some don’t.
- are suicidal. Some aren’t.
- take medication. Some don’t.
- have more bad days than others
- have more support systems than others
My point is that depression is not universal and while there is a general cluster of symptoms, it manifests differently in everyone. You can’t always spot depression on the street, in the grocery store, or at them gym. Depression doesn’t always jump out at you and let you know that there’s a person who is hurting deeply. Don’t contribute to stigmatization.
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
Please take a moment to read my story.
I am Heba Al-Dahdouh. I currently live in the completely destroyed city of Gaza. Since the war on Gaza began on 7/1/2024, my family- my father Nasif, my mother Asmaa, and my siblings Khaled, Ahmad, Muhammad, and Malak-have been living in constant fear, crying, and suffering due to shrapnel, shells, and bullets.
We have no food, no electricity, no cooking gas, no schools, no homes, no cleaning supplies, and no clothes. Our house was completely destroyed. My school has been bombed, and my brother Khaled's university is now rubble, depriving us all of education. The war has forced us to live in displacement centers, which are just tents unsuitable for living, especially in winter.
Every day we live death, terror, and panic a thousand times because of the ongoing bombardment of my city. The war has killed more than 50 of my relatives and neighbors. At the start of the war, we sought refuge at my aunt's house, but it too became rubble. Imagine: we have survived imminent death more than 20 times and have been displaced among shelters more than 13 times. My siblings and I have suffered from many illnesses due to malnutrition, and we need medication continuously.
If we stay in Gaza, we might lose our lives. Recently, we have been seriously considering leaving Gaza for a safe place. However, travel costs are extremely high. We need over $50,000 to leave Gaza. Due to exorbitant prices, rampant unemployment, lack of security, the ongoing siege, and relentless bombardment, we have lost all our money. How can we live in such insecurity, with constant shelling and shrapnel flying above us? Dear compassionate friends around the world,
With your generous donations, even if small, you can save 7 people from imminent death, allowing us to start a life outside Gaza filled with love, peace, and hope.
With my warmest regards from the city of Gaza,
Heba Al-Dahdouh
Hello, I’ts Momen from Gaza, I forced to leave my family in the south and made my way back to the north on foot 🚶 The journey was long and tough, but it felt like my heart was carrying me, not my foot The devastation here is beyond words, The place is practically uninhabitable, but sadly, I have no other choice 💔 I'm looking for a spot to fix it up and settle, hoping to reunite with my family soon I urgently need your genuine support, the costs of rent and repairs are overwhelming, but together, we can find a way to reunite Whether you contribute through donations to reunite my family or simply share this message to reach others who can help, every action matters 🙏🏻 Thank you for standing by us 🕊️
🌟 Our campaign is vetted by 🇵🇸 @/gazavetters List at #291
$38,298/$50,000
Aalaa's campaign is vetted on sudanfunds
Aalaa's mother was able to have her surgery in October thanks to everyone's support. While this is wonderful news and a huge relief for the family, her road to recovery has only just begun. Aalaa's mother still has more tests and treatments she must undergo to address her health problems.
Please continue to support Aalaa and her family so they can provide the care her mother urgently needs.
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