Art by WonHaeJu
who let this bird on the train
This is my house before and after the war??😭
I have been tired for years and have been deprived of the simplest things to build a home for my children...
I took this picture after the truce was declared and the fighting stopped.. The war ended but it started for me ... Iam soo sad and I dont know what i want to do ???where i will back ?? we lose everythings ...
My little girl was waiting to back to wear her dress and see her toys now she tell me that nothing is worth living... Help me give them back the clothes they lost...the toys they dream of...help me buy them the sweets and chocolates they were deprived of in this war... Idon't know when they will have a house where they can enjoy comfort and peace 😭 but i want back them their clothes , toys , health foods , and alot of sweet .. I so sad for my children and my wife whos crying all time ...😭😭😭
Life in Gaza Today:
💔 Overwhelming Loss: The pain of losing so many family members is impossible to describe.
🍽️ Barely Getting By: Even basic necessities like food and water are becoming harder to afford.
🏠 No Safe Shelter: Our homes, once our refuge, Now it is just rubble and scattered stones.
📚 Dreams on Hold: The pursuit of education and opportunities has been replaced by the constant fight for survival.
In these desperate times, even a small gesture can mean so much. A 5£ donation could provide us with food or water for a day. If you can’t donate, simply sharing our story could help us reach someone who can.
This isn’t just about financial help—it’s about knowing that someone, somewhere, cares. Your kindness can be a source of strength for us, a reminder that we’re not alone in this fight.
🙏 Donate if you can.
🙏 Share this post to spread the word.
🙏 Keep us in your thoughts and prayers.
I’m not asking for much—just a little hope, a little relief, and a chance to keep moving forward. Your generosity, in any form, can make a difference in ways you might not even imagine.
Thank you for taking the time to hear my story. Your kindness means more than words can express.
Displacement this time will be more painful and heavier on everyone's chests. There are no means of transportation or fuel available, and displacement on foot is an escape from a death that may be relatively merciful to a harsher one, characterized by cold, fatigue, and exhaustion. Therefore, let our choice be to face death with courage. I know that life is precious and dear, but this time, death may be better. God is sufficient for us, and He is the best Disposer of affairs.
That's why I'm asking you to donate whatever you can and at least share my link so other donors can know about my tragedy and pain.
Hello, My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with my family. Life here has become harder than I ever imagined, and I’m writing this with hope in my heart that you might hear our story.
The ongoing war has devastated my family. We’ve lost 25 family members—each one a beloved part of our lives, taken too soon. I miss them deeply—their laughter, their presence, their love. Every day is a reminder of this unimaginable loss.
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We are now facing daily challenges to survive—things that most people take for granted, like food, clean water, and a safe place to sleep. The harsh realities of life here have replaced our dreams with the constant fight for survival.
💔 Lost Stability: The war has left us without work or a stable source of income. 🍞 Basic Needs: Food and water are becoming harder to afford with rising prices and scarce resources. 📚 Dreams on Hold: Like so many here, my family’s dreams have been replaced by the need to simply survive. 😢 Unimaginable Loss: Losing 25 loved ones has left a void that can never be filled.
I’m sharing our story with the hope that someone out there might care. Even $5 can make a big difference for us, and if you’re unable to donate, just reblogging this post can help spread the word.
Your kindness, no matter how small, is something we’ll never forget.
Your support is not about changing our entire situation—it’s about giving us a little relief, a little hope, and a way to keep going. We are not asking for much, and we understand if you can’t donate. Sharing our story is just as valuable to us as a donation.
Thank you for reading this far. It means the world to us to know that someone is listening. Your kindness gives us strength and helps us believe in a better tomorrow.
With all our gratitude, Mosab Elderawi and Family ❤️
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Hello
We sought refuge in schools and relatives' homes, hoping we could return home and that this nightmare would end. But our house was bombed, and our dreams were destroyed. We became homeless and displaced.
When my husband heard the news that we had died, he came to bid us farewell, only to find us alive by God's grace. We returned with him, but as the situation worsened and the fire belts in our area increased, we started to flee again and again, not knowing where to go next.
I beg of you to share my story and help me continue to live.
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They killed them while they were hungry and fasting.💔💔😭😭🍉
Oh, the brutality of this barbaric occupation. They are bloodthirsty Mongols, killers of children and women, and they appear innocent. Gaza, the wounded and desperate, which cannot find its daily sustenance or a drink of clean water. Gaza, its small children walk miles to fill a gallon of water, and the child is forced to carry it, although heavier than the child. Men, women, children, and the elderly lined up today next to a soup kitchen that distributes some free rice to eat and quench their hunger, but Israeli planes surprised them and dropped a missile weighing tons on them. They all died, cut into pieces, and were found in severed limbs. Small hands carrying a box of rice that did not have time to eat. Small legs dirty with dirt from walking so much. We do not know who to complain to. We have become numbers, not people. Help us. We do not want to die. We want life and safety.💔💔😭😭🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
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More chibi Eurylochus but this time with his chibi friends 💚
February is right around the corner, which means it’s soon time for Funguary 2025! The drawing event where we draw a bunch of mushroom based characters during the month of February.
Rules are super simple, just draw art related to mushrooms! No need to complete all the prompts, just pick and choose from the ones you feel inspired by🍄
Cy (pronounced Kai); she/they; minor; more active on the second blog anyways
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