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Trying to raise $$ for an apartment that opened up and with Kendy now homeless along with me following her mother's passing, we very much need a place. I have asthma and allergies, so being outside in this heat could land me in the hospital and I cannot afford that. The next place I could find just let me know they waived the deposit fee so it's $500. It goes out to the public on Friday, and a lot of people are looking at his. Tarot readings are being offered and @scarsofbeauty is doing art commissions! please share to help an afro indigenous person and their family!
I am the main provider for two disabled roommates while being disabled myself. One of my roommates has cancer, both have been in and out of the hospital this month. With so much time spent at the hospital, my job not allowing the usage of public wifi, and constantly needing to do chores+caretaking, I've barely been able to work this month.
I am exhausted, drowning in expenses, and no longer holding up mentally.
Right now, we need about $1,500 to just be able to catch up and get necessities while also being able to pay rent. Our rent is due on the 1st with no grace period.
Dm for details or proof, I have all the medical records for this shitshow, I'm just trying to keep this short. Vetted by @kyra45-helping-others who does scam busting here.
We have rent paid thanks to a friend, who we will need to pau back, but we are still far from thia goal and very urgently need like $30 for gas bc we have appts and errands that cannot wait.
Michael Woodruff - testing out some CRT on some older digital graffiti work - 01-04-2025
Source: Glitch artists collective - Facebook
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. 💔
My friend Sol has been kicked out. Please donate to her campaign if you can. Any and all help is appreciated.
Currently at $325/$5,000 USD, as of 2/15.
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. 💔
I am the main provider for two disabled roommates while being disabled myself. One of my roommates has cancer, both have been in and out of the hospital this month. With so much time spent at the hospital, my job not allowing the usage of public wifi, and constantly needing to do chores+caretaking, I've barely been able to work this month.
I am exhausted, drowning in expenses, and no longer holding up mentally.
Right now, we need about $1,500 to just be able to catch up and get necessities while also being able to pay rent. Our rent is due on the 1st with no grace period.
Dm for details or proof, I have all the medical records for this shitshow, I'm just trying to keep this short. Vetted by @kyra45-helping-others who does scam busting here.
I know this has 800 notes rn but rent is due tomorrow with no grace period and we are nowhere near meeting our goal for that. I am doing the most I can but things aren't looking good for us at all.
Nearing a thousand notes and running out of time rapidly. Power was out forr most of the day bc of storms on top of that.
Keeping this short, details in tags.
A prominent computer scientist who has spent 20 years publishing academic papers on cryptography, privacy, and cybersecurity has gone incommunicado, had his professor profile, email account, and phone number removed by his employer, Indiana University, and had his homes raided by the FBI. No one knows why. ... Fellow researchers took to social media over the weekend to register their concern over the series of events. "None of this is in any way normal," Matthew Green, a professor specializing in cryptography at Johns Hopkins University, wrote on Mastodon. He continued: "Has anyone been in contact? I hear he’s been missing for two weeks and his students can’t reach him. How does this not get noticed for two weeks???" In the same thread, Matt Blaze, a McDevitt professor of computer science and law at Georgetown University, said: "It's hard to imagine what reason there could be for the university to scrub its website as if he never worked there. And while there's a process for removing tenured faculty, it takes more than an afternoon to do it."
There’s a strange thing about memories—sometimes, they feel like the only thing we have left. I close my eyes, and I can still see my family sitting around the dinner table, laughing at a joke my uncle made. I can still hear my mother calling me to come inside before it gets too late. I can still feel the warm sun on my face as I walked home from school, thinking about my next big dream.
Now, those moments feel like they belong to another life. The streets aren’t the same. The people aren’t the same. And I—I don’t know if I’m the same either. But I hold onto those memories so tightly because they remind me of who I am, of the love I’ve known, of the warmth that still exists somewhere in this world.
If you’re reading this, take a moment to appreciate the little things. Hug your family. Send a message to an old friend. Step outside and take a deep breath of fresh air. 🌿 These are the moments that matter. These are the things that make life beautiful.
No matter where life takes me, I’ll never stop cherishing the love that shaped me. And I hope, wherever you are, you never stop appreciating the love around you too. 💙
