my entire instagram reels page has been invaded by the worst rap this universe has ever heard
Journalist Hossam Shabbat was a fucking hero. A hero. I’m fucking shattered. Glory to the martyrs. Israel, the state of parasites, will meet its end. I know it. I just fucking know it. It will happen. Pure evil will never reign forever. It will have to come to an end and justice will be served.
From the river to the sea, Palestine will be free.
I did not meet my goal last month by $130 & am suffering badly for it. Despite the notes my last post accrued, the progress was extremely slow & it wasn't until around the last few days that things became less dire for me.
This month, I already had to move an appointment preemptively that is $180. I anticipate needing about $775 in financial assistance this month to bridge the gap between my last goal that was not met with now, my appointment, groceries, and meds. I would have made this post earlier but I'd been scrambling to figure out what to do while knowing it's not likely I achieve my goal this month either. Regardless, I've been seriously struggling lately & while I am very appreciative for all of the help I have received, I very badly need it now. Thank you ❤️
(Original appointment date)
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$691/775, thank you so much! ❤️ I'm really close to meeting my goal, please keep boosting!
dragonfly library lamp by tiffany studios, new york, united states c. 1900-10.
The war has returned, and death once again claims the souls of Gaza, as if pain never leaves, and life refuses to grant it justice.
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this is mohammeds new fundraiser, please support him and his family if you can, israel is bombing gaza again
I once had a simple life with my family despite all hardships, but war stole my father, my mother, and my sisters from me months ago. Now, all I have left are my children and my wife, who is fighting cancer with a fragile body, requiring continuous treatment in Egypt. Meanwhile, we are trapped in the flames of another brutal war. Every day, my heart is torn apart as I struggle to protect what remains of my family. Please, your donation, no matter how small, could save us from despair
"childlike sense of wonder" this and that. Personally, I'm cultivating my elderly sense of wonder. Hence my excitement over a perfectly ordinary bird in my backyard or an above-average-sized vegetable.
dare I say? the joys of a wikipedia article about the railroad system in a faraway land that I have never been to
We just had the First Rain Of The Season, and my flower box is full of little itty bitty baby sprouts. Isn’t nature marvelous.