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Hello dears! I am asking you to support my campaign to help me reach my goal. I am now in bad need your support to help me stay alive and safe. Gaza is a very dangerous place either on the level of livelihood or on the level of souls. I need your monetary support to enable me to get the basic needs for my family till Rafah crossing point reopens to move my family to safety and peace. Please help a family be alive through your small donations or througn your shares to others. Thank you so Much for your stand beside people in need.

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free Palestine

help Raneen’s family by donating to their gofundme ( https://gofund.me/a4be45a0 ) and sharing their story.

they’ve been displaced from their homes, which are now in ruins. their hometowns are now destroyed and they’re still fighting.

click daily, visit more gofundme websites and donations, share their story, do what you can to save the people of Palestine.

to spread the word — @yeokii @urszn @haknom @bywons @hoonvrs @atrirose @hanniluvi @flwoie @jaeminvore @100203s @soov @yenqa @kynrki @isoobie @wvnkoi @wonieleles @vlaeaex @flwrstqr @fleurre @filmofhybe @star-ism @won4kiss @w3bqrl

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IMPORTANT

please take a few minutes out of your day to visit the link in my description / pinned to help the refugees in palestine.

you may educate yourself on the subject by reading this post.

if you’re able to donate, you can click here to help a few families and visit gaza fund for more. if you need any more resources and want to further support those in palestine, congo, etc then check out this doc.

please use your platforms effectively and spread awareness, your voices matter.

⠀

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꒰ 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐒, 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒 ꒱ 한동민

summary : would the tides push you closer, or pull you farther away?

genre : angst, taesan x afab!reader tws : language, angst author notes : i thought about making this a happy ending, i really did, i promise word count : 1.6k

“don’t say this, y/n.”

you stared at the man in front of you blankly, like you had to stay strong. was this was for the better?

he didn’t deserve to carry you through the whirling hurricane, like he promised all those months ago—when you could still say you loved him with hearts in your eyes. it was what you knew you had to do; something you may regret someday, but nonetheless the lesser of two evils. hurt him now instead of when it would really matter is what you convinced yourself a couple nights ago. he could get over you—you weren't anything special—nothing more than borrowed time and stolen moments: the stars during a sunrise, the flowers during fall, the snow in spring. nothing more than roses bound to wilt. nothing more, and nothing better.

you took in a shaky breath, feeling like your heart could (and would) fall out of your chest at any given moment. “i’m sorry.”

“what if i can’t live without you, y/n?”

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