Linktober 2023 day 24: Korok
he's had enough 😭
“Must have reliable transportation” = “this is how we legally discriminate against poor people who take the bus”
I regret giving you two access to my tumblr… 🤦🏻♂️
And take it to the comments, heathens!
Whenever the ice breaker of what animal you would turn into in a fight passed around, I always say stoat.
I’m not a bear or a lion or anything powerful. I’m a short ass bitch with 0 muscle mass, but I am petty as fuck, much like a certain snow weasel with tiny knives for teeth.
if a fight ever were to arise, I would turn into a stoat, and slip away, but while my enemy sleeps, I would worm into their house, destroy all their pottery, ruin their clothes, and chew up their social security card. Plus for whatever reason, stoats are deathproof, so they would never catch me. Plus, they would never be able to look someone in the eyes and tell them they got their house wrecked by a long rat that weights 10 pounds soaking wet
I’m always one step ahead.
No nonsense this weekend please, I really need to chill out.
I don't know why there are fake people distorting our image. I am Moataz from northern Gaza, a graphic designer, and this is my Instagram account. I photographed almost the entirety of northern Gaza. You can visit it and make sure. Unfortunately, we have gone through a lot and there is no passion to delve into the controversy of what is happening outside the world.
IG @moataz_art
For this reason, I unfortunately do not receive any donations
This is my campaign, and I will continue to fight to reach its long-term goal and rebuild my home, just as I fought throughout 257 days of war to stay alive. This is all not for me, but for the sake of my daughter, my wife, and our future children. My brother was martyred a week ago, and this is the biggest thing that has happened to me in this war, but I cannot surrender. I will keep trying just for the sake of my family.
Or via PayPal👇🏻
*pulls out warhammer* ”so true bestie.”
The non binary urge to Ḑ̸̢̛͖͇̩̘̹͕̳̠͔̠̫̞̹̼̫̫͔̬͚̅̈̃̈́̅͐̋̅̿͛̎̈͊͑͗́̀̊̏͐̂̂̿͑͆̚̚͝ȩ̸̳͇͚̲̫̺̝̺̼̣̦̟̟̗͖͈̝̭̺̝̞̹̙̄̅͌͆̈͛̿̂͐̌̄̊͛̇̔͊̂̌͐̓̅̐̒̂͘͜͜͠͝͠͝ͅs̴̢͇̰͇̠͇͍͕͔͔̤̻̜͉̱͙̲̥̳̲͕̥̙̜͔̟̋͑͌̉̑̔̈́͗͆̇̃̀̌̒̆͆́͊̈́̋͗̓̀͒̌͑̏̀͝ţ̷̧̢̡̡̢̡̡̣̱̭̲̺͓̲̻̗̟͚̮̱̗͔̪̦̖̬͉̥͇͎̣̹̜̳͇̫̏̿́͆̌̅̍͂̊́̾̋̑̓̏͛͂̍͋̕r̸̢̪͚̭͉̹̥̻̼͈̳̹̣̞̫̟̤͙̟̱̳͔͚̀͛̄̍͛̅̌͆̏̈́ͅͅǫ̸̠̠̩̼͈̙̘̰̦̺͕͍̜̭̟̜͉̬͕͋̃̓̄̕ỳ̶̢̧̡̛̰͖͔̹͖̤̬̳͓̝̰̠͍͂̈͛̏̍̽̈̈̾̾̇̈́͊̐̈͛̓̋̒́̊͆͛̚͘ ̶̢̛̛̽̓͐̊̈́͂̾̂̄̊̀̾̕͝g̸̛͖̱͇͎͇̲̠͎̲̤͔̫̙̤̲̰͉̭̜͓̠̼̖̠̣̗̻̝̩̦͚̖̪̿̓͗̔͗͒̃͂̌̂̽̏͗͑̎̐̔̈́̇̍́͒͋̚̚̚͘͜͜͠͝͠ͅe̶̦̓̀̈̾͋͐̌̊̈́͌̚̚ņ̸͈͍̹̰̖̲͔̙̦͖͚̰̥͉̜̏̐͆̋̊̈́̉̂͗̿̏̇̾͐̇̌̈̈́͐̽̅͛̒́̀̀̋̐̅͝͝͝ͅd̴̨̢̨̢̩̞̤̪͕̮̗̱̲̪͓̬̖̤̞͙̭͓̟̫̱͙̩̩͔̲͈̟̀̇̆̔͜͠ę̷̢̼̯̳̙̥̭̗̬̤͖̯̩͇̳̯̠͎̠͓͎̪̯͇̈́̈́̾̐̿̾͂̑̅̀̈́̅̇̌̈́̈́̍̓̓̆̀͂̽̑̍̑͒̐̏̈́̈́̚͘͠͠͝ͅr̶̛͓͙͈͇̿̓́̂̾̅̾̐̽̆̎̉́͌̓͒̈̉̈́͂͘̕̚̕͘ ̶̢̨̛̘̘͍͕͇̠̠̯̤̪̱̺̱͓͙̤̳͈̼͗̈́̔͐́̈́͂̒́̈̂̐̎͌̂͐̃̕ͅ and stare into the void
Dear Humanity,
I'm Haya from Gaza , from a family of 8 people: my parents, two sons, and four daughters (two of them suffer from allergies).
I've witnessed the evidence of the tragedy that has struck our lives in Gaza, where my family and I have survived amidst numerous previous wars. But today, we face the most dangerous and fierce battle in the current war. The urgent need intensifies for us, as we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs such as food, water, and safe shelter.
Here is our story - On October 7th, our lives changed forever, my family and I evacuated from northern Gaza to southern Gaza, hoping to return soon, but it wasn't meant to be. Our home was surrounded, burned, and then completely destroyed, Our home, once a fortress of hope, now lay in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams.
The night before we left from the north to the south was terrifying. Shelling sounds were everywhere, making a loud noise that felt like it went through our souls. Every explosions shook the ground like earthquakes, sending shockwaves of fear through our trembling bodies. filling us with fear. The air smelled of destruction and blood, making it hard to breathe. When dawn came, we saw the devastation around us, realizing our home was now a symbol of loss and despair.
We ran into the streets and with each step we took into the unknown streets, we felt as if we were plunging deeper into the abyss of our shattered existence, leaving behind everything we own in our home: Clothes, important official documents, the car, and literally it's almost everything - the enormity of our loss weighed heavily upon us.
Our home it was where we found hope, safety, and made precious memories. Losing it felt like losing years of our lives, leaving us adrift amidst the wreckage of our shattered existence.
A brief video depicting the devastation that struck our home and our entire neighborhood in Gaza.
Desperate Plea: Escaping Gaza's Allergy Nightmare
I, Haya, suffer from severe allergy to penicillin-derived medications, and my sister, Amal, also suffers from severe allergies to medications from my family such as Paracetamol and Ibuprofen.
These allergies create a deep sense of fear and anxiety for us, as we live in a constant state of tension and fear of anything that may require a visit to the hospital. We fear being given inappropriate medications due to the unavailability of suitable treatments in Gaza because of war or lack of awareness and not informing the doctor of our allergies, which could lead to serious consequences threatening our lives.
MY Father Income
Our dreams are heading towards oblivion in the labyrinth of an uncertain future
My story, along with my siblings, represents a united team of four individuals, three of whom are skilled programmers and one graphic designer. We work as freelancers in the world of freelancing.
As for my younger sister, she is a student studying at the College of Architecture. She has always carried a big dream in her heart, a dream of being part of changing Gaza, of making it more beautiful and better. She looked forward to the day when she would receive her degree and start building this dream. But the beginning of the war changed everything. The destruction of infrastructure and universities cast shadows of despair over her dreams.
When I think of my brother in Belgium, I can't help but feel deep sadness. He has been suffering from unbearable anxiety and insomnia since the outbreak of the war. Sleep eludes him at night, and his physical and mental health collapses under the weight of these heavy burdens, negatively affecting his performance at work. Problems and challenges pile up in front of him without the slightest opportunity for rest.
We all feel psychological pressure and extreme anxiety. The war hasn't been limited to external attacks but has deeply infiltrated our daily lives. We search among the rubble for a little safety and the basic resources for survival. Every day comes with a new challenge that we must overcome.
As we sway amidst the rubble of shattered dreams, our souls wrestle and our hearts beat strongly challenging the ravages of war.
Our parents earnestly seek a way to rescue us from this hell, feeling the heavy responsibility for every moment we spend under the shadows of fear and destruction. They dream of a safe place where they can build for us a better future, filled with security and hope, for we deserve life in all its meanings of comfort and peace.
Perhaps this fundraising campaign represents a light in the midst of darkness, it is indeed the only hope we cling to firmly.
I appeal to the world as a whole to hear my cry and the mournful cry of my family in Gaza. We need the helping hand that reaches out to wipe our tears and build a bridge to safety.
Your donation is not just a donation; it's an opportunity to rebuild life and brighten a better tomorrow. Be part of our hopeful story, for we need your hand to start anew.
The purpose of the fundraising campaign
The goal of this fundraising campaign is to rescue my family - my parents, my siblings, and me - through the Rafah Crossing to Egypt, which currently requires $5000 per person. This campaign is our only chance to stay alive, and I humbly request your assistance at this critical time. I will provide you with a comprehensive breakdown of the expenses, committing to transparency and clarity.
Thank you for your kindness and support.
.جزاكم الله خيراً
yours sincerely;
Haya Alshawish.
hello tumblr. here are some polecats i found on google images
that is all. have a good day
i only have 60, get your facts straight
I just made the most needlessly complicated character profile template anyone's ever seen. It's perfect for when you want to infodump real hard about your OCs. I'll share it in a minute
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Canada's parliament passed a non-binding motion calling on the government to stop sending weapons to Israel and the Foreign Minister has since confirmed that they will end its weapons shipments.
While the move falls short of a full arms embargo, it has drawn strong criticism from Israeli officials who are afraid it could trigger a domino effect among other Western countries.
This blog has no consistent purpose, but if you wanna hang out, I got soup in the back. He/They, Bi, and fueled by caffiene, spite, and an endlessly shifting catalogue of fandoms. Blog is queer friendly. TERFs, Trump-supporters, and bigots of all kinds DNI. Free Palestine.
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