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Everyone reblog this IMMEDIATELY
https://www.gofundme.com/f/v77vfk-help-my-family-escape-war-in-gaza?utm_campaign=p_lico+share-sheet-first-launch&utm_medium=copy_link&utm_source=customer&cdn-cache=0
hi everyone, my dad and his siblings have been desperately trying to get my aunt and her whole family out of gaza. I’ve watched him have multiple breakdowns over seeing the conditions they’re living in. they haven’t seen each other in person in literal decades. my aunt’s home in gaza city was completely destroyed and her family have had to repeatedly flee from the devastation. they deserve a better life than this, her kids deserve a better future than this.
it costs an insane amount to get over the egyptian border. please, donate if you can or rb this, it would mean a lot. thank you
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ugh i wanna barf😭 below this and the many posts i did before was of my “staying wholesome and cute in social media cuz i dont wanna get anyone upset” vibez and now i partially dont give a shit and draw bewbz
me when i recall childhood stories that i thought was silly🫨
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. 💔
But I don’t want this to just be a story of loss. I want it to be a story of hope. No matter how much has changed, I refuse to stop believing in better days. I refuse to stop dreaming of a future where I can rebuild, where I can find peace, where I can wake up in the morning without fear.
That’s why I’m here. To share my journey. To connect with people who believe in kindness and humanity. To remind myself—and anyone reading this—that even in the darkest times, there is still light. ✨
If you’ve read this far, thank you. I’d love to get to know you too. Tell me something about yourself in the comments. Let’s build something positive together. 💬💙
And I'm now waiting to be Vetted by @gazavetters 🙏
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Just a lil’ something I wanted to try for a while We keep talking about the guys churring … yet we’ve never heard it. So I wanted to “guess” how it would sound. I may revisit the idea in the future, it’s been a lot of fun to work on :D !! Used sounds from an alligator, a puma, a tiger and a bear!
I’d mostly imagine the sound to be more muffled and with more vibrations (you could feel their chest rumble a little). Right now it’s more audible because otherwise we wouldn’t hear much HAHA
I just wanna chill while hearing that sound and feel the vibrations and take a nap. It’d be so relaxing aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh
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My father and I were previously living with my grandmother and abusive uncle, who has thankfully been away for a few months. He returned last night, so my father and I were forced to leave. My father lost his job a few years ago after having several heart attacks, and has been unable to work since. I do not make enough money to support us currently and am working on getting a second job. In the meantime I am hoping to make some extra money on the side via commissions. Commissions will take precedent over requests.
💗“ i have a 2hr cry sesh, where i find a song to make fake scenarios in my head or read an angst fic that makes me sob with snot<3 ” she/her
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