Gaza Does Not Die… But We Are Bleeding ✊

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Shared by @90-ghost

I am Musab Ahmed. I once had a home, I once had a life… but now, everything I knew is nothing but rubble. My house was completely destroyed by the relentless bombing that took away even our memories.

My body did not escape this war—I was injured in my shoulder, underwent surgery, but I still need another operation to regain my full mobility. Yet, the greatest pain is not mine… it’s the pain of my daughter Lama, whose little hand could not withstand the bombing. She was injured and had to have a metal plate implanted in her hand, and we are still struggling to get her the treatment she needs.

All we ask for is a chance to live… A life that was stolen from us under the bombs and destruction. We need your support to continue our treatment and to try and rebuild what’s left of us.

Help us stay strong—Gaza is bleeding.

My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza

My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.

The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.

Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.

I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.

Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.

I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.

Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.

Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.

Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.

Vetted by @gazavetters

Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.

This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.

Our Journey So Far

When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.

But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.

Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:

🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.

😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.

💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.

How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:

✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters ( #309 ) ✅️

Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.

Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.

With all my love and gratitude,

Mosab and Family ❤️

Hello, I hope everyone is having a wonderful evening.

As some may know I go by Mars and I'm a black trans woman who is struggling to keep some stability in my life whether FINANCIALLY, MENTALLY, EMOTIONALLY, AND PHYSICALLY. I'm currently doing the best I can to provide myself and my pets, 3 cats and 2 dogs with food, comfort, water, and better housing conditions.

I've saved money to save up and move out of my city where I GET NO SUPPORT OR HELP even thru community service housing and public housing and other foundations in my area, and I have NO WAY OF PAYING OFF educational debt, medical debt, and even getting ALL THE MONEY for monthly bills and now I'm doing the best I can to assure my home doesn't fall and crumble down, I paid off like 7 to 8,000 already thanks to help from donations to my cashapp, paypal, and venmo, BUT now I need 3,000 more dollars in order to get my foundation and e fixed up and i was wondering if you guys could either donate or spread this post around for me so I can GET HELP TO SAVE MY HOME FROM BEING CONDEMNED and further destruction, it's very close to being condemned snd tumbling DOWN COMPLETELY.

This is a link to my Gofundme I JUST created below:

My cashapp:

My Venmo:

My paypal:

If you guys can kindly help me out and support me, it would be GREATLY APPRECIATED.

MY GOAL IS CURRENTLY - $3,000

Yall gotta help me circul8 this post as much as POSSIBLE, I AM ALREADY AT 800$ towards my goal altogether on gfm, paypal, and venmo and cashapp.

Which means I only need 2,200 more dollars, if at least 46 to 50 ppl send like 40 to 50 dollars I can actually make my GOAL. PLS KEEP REBLOGGING FOR ME.

GOAL: $800/$3,000

Current GOAL: $2,200

I can't seem to get this spreaded out enough to get this paid up, not only am I in the dark with no electricity right now, I have no way of bathing or getting food to eat and I may end up homeless on the street soon , PLS REBLOG FOR ME, I CANT GET THIS GOAL MADE 🥺🥺💔😢

Messages between me and Ibrahim @wolf-aid on the 17th of april 2025, shared with his permission

Ibrahim is only fifteen years old, and this is the kind of things he has to deal with because of the occupation. He dreams of continuing his education, but this genocide has taken that from him. Ibrahim’s home, school, and the places he used to spend his time have been destroyed, and he has been displaced multiple times and lost many relatives in the bombings. No one should have to go through this, and especially not at his age.

On top of this, both of his parents suffer from health issues, which is scary enough for a child to experience even outside of a war zone where they can’t get adequate treatment.

Prices in Gaza are sky high for food, medications and other necessities, and evacuations are expensive too. If you can donate to Ibrahim’s campaign, you are helping this family survive until the border reopens, and making sure they can afford to leave when they have the chance.

Thanks to Ibrahim’s hard work campaigning for his family, they have reached almost 90% of their goal, but they still have a little under 10,000 to go. Please don’t ignore him and don’t let this campaign slow down when they are so close to reaching their goal 🙏🏼🇵🇸

€70,433 raised out of 80,000

Help this family!

I'm always sauteing shallots with one hand and blogging with the other

thinkin about it more & thinkin about the research & thought I've been doin on yellowjackets, and reading as well criticisms on the handling of race in the show, an upsetting but culturally congruent pattern appears: bodies of color are treated as eminently more sacrificiable.

im only gonna talk about Jackie, Lottie, Javi (Natalie), and Mari; there's more to be said about other deaths tho. also this is a tumblr post i am too tired to like. quote shit but. read violence and the sacred.

it can be tempting to point to Jackie (or Natalie) as a counterclaim; in Jackie's case, she's the original victim, and her death is reified in later sacrifices, connected to her by the necklace. even the cooking of her body came from an attempt to honor the corpse. the eating of her body is juxtaposed as a decadent feast, in sharp contrast to the firelit images of Mari's consumption.

when I think about Lottie as a sacrifice, im thinking about the scene in 2.07 ("Burial") where Shauna beats Lottie. this can be viewed as a sacrifice, as an offering of Lottie's body to Shauna's violence in order to keep it from overturning out onto the entire community. Lottie is in a position to receive this violence as a spiritual leader with connection to "the wilderness," but she is also in this position as a mixed woman and a person with mental illness, which has broader and more immediate implications.

the hunt of Natalie where Javi is allowed to die is a really stark example of a young latino man being sacrificed to allow a young white woman to survive. there is no wilderness choosing there; the community of the yellowjackets chooses one of their own over someone on the margins. especially after he disappears and returns, he is on the edges of the wilderness community, and it kills him. his distance from the community normality makes him sacrificiable.

and wow. the way Mari's body is treated; previous sacrifices we know were handled with at least a little more grace, while Mari is bled out in a gruesome and callous way. even Mari's disrobing through the hunt; she is pushed to further extremes than Natalie because she isn't afforded the same proximity to cultural power. it's especially telling that she replaced Tai and Van's choice of sacrifice, Hannah. Tai and Van chose a person on the outside of their community to be sacrificed, sensible within the sacrificial schema. Shauna's intervention saved Hannah, a white researcher, and put Mari into danger.

im coming to this as a white viewer with some background in sacrifice research and im glad to have read the criticisms of the show's third season; it shows an underlying devaluation of bodies of color in popular culture that remains even if shows try to avoid it.

anyway this isnt fully formed n i gotta wrap up this post now but yeah.

If ppl have other/additional thoughts on this I’d b super happy to hear them!

Might also post more. About yellowjackets n my friend Rene Girard in the future

university is like a video game. you can pick up sidequests. Youre gonna neglect the main storyline. youre gonna end up in a guild of sorts. i just looted a bush on campus and found a sticker

bad news, euclid fans! i just disproved his assertation that parallel lines don't intersect for their entire infinite length. i walked along them for approximately 8.6 x 10⁸ km and you know what i found? that's right, a tangle.

they don't touch for the rest of their infinite length though, i did check. in both directions.

i'm sorry that's my fault i was walking along that stretch earlier and accidentally tripped and tangled them up and i couldn't get them untangled and i thought no one would notice i'm so sorry

People who live in big cities will say stuff like Well if youre bored why dont you take the public transportation to your local artisanal cheesemonger

URGENT! SURVIVAL FUND FOR A TRANS COVID LONG HAULER!

I've been trying to meet my goal for months and still no luck...and i had to lower the goal multiple times and still nothing I barely made it half way..im so tired and so suicidal, I need money for meds, medical bills, food etc. and I need it by monday. I'm unemployed because I have long covid, my sister is too disable to work, mom still hasnt found a job and my abusive father is not longer supporting. I need to finally meet this fucking goal please share this post I don't know what to do anymore no advice I've been given for crowdfunding has helped me much

0/899€

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18/899€ thank you! April 12th

hi tomorrow is Monday.....please help at least share this post I still haven't reached my goal

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