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‼️Helping me means helping 5 members of my family..‼️

🥶We're freezing🥶

Hello, I'm Wasim from Gaza, in Al-Mawasi specifically... My family and I were displaced from Rafah after hardship, bombing, displacement, and hunger.😭😔

Now we have been away from our city and our beautiful home for 9 months. We have lost our house that my father built stone by stone and he worked 24/7 to build this house. But the occupation destroyed it, and no house remained in my beautiful city remained intact.😭💔💔

We are now living in a tent or semi-tent, which does not protect us from the cold of winter or the rain. Our lives are very difficult.😔😭

Thanks to your donations, we have been able to buy food and flour, and now I am asking you for help to buy a tent that will protect us from the cold of winter. We do not know what it means to sleep because of the extreme cold.🥶

This is our tent made of fabric and some nylon, not closed on one side. We are freezing from the cold. Help us to buy a new tent. You are our last hope.😭🥶🥶🙏

I also want to ask for help for my mother, who is the most precious thing in my life. Without her, I am nothing...

She has a back cartilage disease and is in great pain. She needs physical therapy, medicine, and vitamins, and I am unable to provide them. Help my mother receive treatment.🙏🙏😭

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One last plea... before I lose him forever

I'm not asking for money... I'm asking for life. I'm asking for a chance to see my child open his eyes again, laugh, call for me... I'm asking for a chance to hold him without feeling his breath disappear in my hands.

My little boy, a piece of my soul, is fighting death right now. His frail body is trembling, his eyes are filled with fear, he's searching for me as if he knows the end is near... and I stand helplessly by his side, my heart crumbling, my soul torn apart a thousand times every second. The doctors said he needs urgent surgery, but death is faster than me... and money stands between me and saving him.

Imagine watching your child dying, and all your screams, tears, and pleas meaningless because you don't have the money... Imagine that life forces you to be rich to keep your children, otherwise death will take them from you mercilessly...

I am writing these words and my heart is burning, collapsing, dying before my child... Please, please, with every tear, every pain, every compassion in your hearts, help me with anything, with any amount, with any share of this appeal... Perhaps your hand will be the one that saves him before it's too late.

I don't want to lose him... I don't want to carry him to his grave knowing that the chance to save him was in your hands...

Please, don't let me enter the darkness of eternal sadness. Don't let me live like a dead person while I bury him with my own hands...

#SaveMyChild #EveryMomentMakesAMatter #AMother'sScreamAM #PleaseForGod'sSake

It's called hard sci-fi because it's not as easy

I thought it'd be fun if I made aliens that respirate CO² into O² like plants but I started thinking about how I'm not actually sure how exactly those chemical processes work and now I'm on the wikipedia page for nicotinamide adenine dinucleotide phosphate

I feel like the media literacy ogre for biochemistry

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