since some white bitches on here have decided they'd much rather give money to this shitty excuse of a website than people who are trying to escape death and genocide like the daft cunts they are can the rest of you please promote siraj's (@siiraj2024) campaign? he's managed to reach his short term goal of $20,000 CAD in time but he has a long term goal set for $82,000 CAD to rebuild his home for him and his family
siraj is a journalist who has been hard at work documenting what daily life is like in gaza on his blog. idk how people on here can look at literal videos of bombs being dropped and claim that people like him are actually bots trying to scam you out of your money but whatever. he and every other palestinian have gone through things that no human being should ever have to and yet he's still found the time and effort to record things for the world to see and reach out to people like me get his story heard and spread.
please donate if you can and share his link! he may have succeeded in getting to $20K by the end of this week like he hoped he would but that doesn't mean the momentum should slow down! he still has $62K left to go!
🌹Hello again🌹
Note: I lost my old campaign and had to create a new campaign. I am now starting over with you, but I know that you are by my side and will not leave me alone in this war and this bad situation. My child and I are in great need of your support. I hope that you will continue to support me as before.
We are a small family consisting of 3 members. We lived a beautiful life. I worked as a lawyer and my husband worked in programming. We lived in peace and security before October 7, but since that time we have not lived a single fine day. We were in our house at the beginning of the war, but We have Ahtaho Khan Yunis. We were the first people to leave. There was artillery shelling over our heads. Many died before our eyes. We escaped death and ran away more than 7 times while we were in Rafah and made tents.. Now we are in a tent after we were living a good life and we have a beautiful house. But unfortunately, the occupation has destroyed it. We are dying every second and every minute. If it is not from the occupation, then it is from living in a tent made of nylon in this extreme heat, or from the high prices through which we are unable to buy the simplest necessities of life. My child is exposed to many diseases and gets very tired. I appeal to those with good hearts to look at our situation, how we were and how we have become
I hope you see my account and see what we are suffering from, a new displacement and new tents. We are now sleeping in the street, me and my little child. He is suffering a lot. I don't know what awaits us. Our situation is very bad and difficult. It is truly tragic. I hope you help us with your donations, even if they are small. Don't forget us. We are in a difficult situation and my little child cannot bear it. I wish I had given him a better life than this, but he is not well now. He cannot enjoy his life or play like other children. He has become very afraid and cries a lot. I hope you help us and give us hope again. We need you and your constant support. I hope you look at us again and feel what we feel and what we live. Perhaps your donations will be the reason for saving my life and the life of my little child. I hope you always remember us and do not forget us.
Asking for help is not easy .l request a small donation of $ 10 or $25 from each person .$20 will save my family and help me cover travel expensesx
Donate even £5, even if it is small, it does a lot for us, helps us stay alive and gives us hope to continue our lives and that we can build a new life with these donations.
Donate to me and my little boy, he needs your support and your donation
Okay, so I’m going to be giving a brief summary on each of my original wips. I’ll do a seperate ones for my fanfics. Each of this will likely get there own more in depth explanations later, but this should give the gist of each one.
Also, some of these stories do not have official names yet. Making titles is hard.
The Shadow Guard: A story set in a universe with superheroes. There are multiple phases of the story, each one following a different generation of the superhero team known as The Shadow Guard as their world evolves as Variants (people with superpowers) become more common and accepted.
Tales of Stars and Magic: The title of a sci fi universe with multiple stories in it. Magic is a natural part of life and different alien species use it in many different ways.
Onto the Horizon: The first story in TOSAM. It follows the crew of the ship ‘The Horizon’ as they fight with the Insurgency to defeat the Intergalactic Alliance (IGA). Book 1 is called ‘Tides of Change’ and follows Aala as she has to protect her sister (Nila) as their homeworld was invaded and they end up meeting Keryn, a bounty hunter who dislikes the IGA, Irel, the leader of the Insurgency, and Avalis who is Irel’s second in command.
Adventures of the Aurora: A new Jump Engine has been invented and it makes it possible to explore a fourth galaxy. Captain Karys Alvali is in charge of the scout ship Aurora, and with her crew, they start to explore the new galaxy.
Blackout: The story of Herene, the Creator who has to make a horrible desicion to protect the universe from the threat of the Devourers.
Luna Stone: Luna is an 11 year old sorceress who is about to start her first year at Peregrine’s Academy of Magic. She has to try and live up to her family legacy, and while she’s certainly powerful enough magic wise, she wants to befriend who she wants. Her life only gets more complicated when she starts getting strange dreams of a phoenix.
Unamed Luna sequel: After the events of Luna’s story, the magical community has changed. When it’s discovered that Jay (a human) is able to see magic, panic begins to spread over the possibility the Great Spell is failing.
Unamed Luna prequel: King Florian is one of the most famous historical figures for magic users. He existed before the Great Spell was cast, and the human (along with his husband and knights) put a stop to the evil sorceress Oriana. The story follows him as he has to gather a group strong enough to take her down, and try and help both magical and non magical communities get along.
Myths and Tales: Will lives a normal life until he’s attacked by a strange creature. He is saved by Anpu (more commonly known as Anubis) and gets dragged into the lives of the many gods and goddesses while trying to figure out why certain gods want him dead.
Unamed fantasy story (aka Everyone’s a bard): When an ancient threat rises once more, Conri is chosen to find the others capable to defeat the Wraith. Even if he doesn’t want to, he isn’t given another choice.
The Unknown: A collection of short stories that follow people who ended up interacting with entities nicknamed Unknowns. Their origin is not known, and while organisations like the Unknown Defence Department are doing their best to unravel the mystery, it is a difficult job.
🇵🇸Hello🇵🇸
I am Ahmed Mahmoud, currently living in the completely destroyed city of Gaza🍉. Since the war on Gaza began on 10/7/2023, my family and I have been living in constant fear, crying and suffering because of shrapnel, shells and bullets. We have no food, no electricity, no cooking gas, no schools, no home, no cleaning supplies, no clothes. Our house was completely destroyed.
My children’s school was bombed, which deprived my children of education. The war forced us to live in displacement centers, which are just tents that are not suitable for living, especially in winter. Every day we live death, terror and panic a thousand times because of the continuous bombing of my city. Imagine: we have escaped imminent death more than 20 times, and we have been displaced between shelters more than 13 times. My family and I have suffered from many diseases due to malnutrition, and we need medication constantly. If we stay in Gaza, we might lose our lives. Recently, we were seriously thinking about leaving Gaza to a safe place. However, the travel costs are very high. We need over $50,000 to leave Gaza. With the skyrocketing prices, rampant unemployment, insecurity, ongoing blockade, and constant bombing, we have lost all our money. How can we live in such insecurity, with constant bombing and shrapnel flying over us? My dear compassionate friends around the world, with your generous donations, even small ones, you can save 6 people from imminent death, allowing us to start a life outside Gaza filled with love, peace, and hope. Best wishes from Gaza City,❤️🩹🇵🇸
Help my family 🍉😭
If donate $100
🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻💔😢😭
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"Gaza now has the largest population of child amputees in the world." [@/abrahammatar on X. June 5th, 2024.]
💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
We’re trapped.
🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨👩👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yet…
Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️
imagine you are texting with a friend and suddenly they tell you that a house near them was just hit with a bomb. in the middle of your conversation. to be more specific, think of the last friend you texted, open up your messages even and look, and think about how you would feel if that happened. how would they feel?
this just happened while i was talking with @nesmaah. she and her family are in constant danger and their only chance of escaping it right now is to get enough money to leave gaza. i'm leaving their fundraiser below. please share and donate if you can. these are real people who are in danger right now, who are suffering, who are trying to live despite the circumstances. do not forget that every single person asking for help is a person just like you and your loved ones.