To The Substitute Art Teacher - Jordan Bolton
reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something
This is the same thing over and over again. Palestinians die every day, but it gets a lukewarm headline from mainstream media because death and destruction is inherent to Arabness. Then an aid convoy with white workers is obliterated, and now both the president of the United States and the president of Israel are making statements apologizing for “the poor protection of aid workers.” At one point we were seeing multiple reports a day of paramedics from the Palestine Red Crescent Society dying, but nothing. Crickets. Because they don’t care. And even in these “remorseful statements” there is a strategic reminder that white lives hold more weight than brown lives.
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A simple matter = a human life..🤍YOU ARE NOT SELFISH‼️Important 💢 Support a Family from Gaza During the War 🙏
Hey shout out to every custodial/sanitation worker taking out and cleaning up literal hot garbage so that the rest of us can go about our summer days like it doesn’t exist
Happy Birthday Kaito Kuroba !
you must love life even when you have no stomach for it
Hello dear .. My name is Abdul Rahman Halas, married to the martyred journalist Alaa Al-Dahdouh. My journalist wife works for the Watan News Agency and we had a beautiful child named Karam. The real disaster began on Wednesday, May 31, 2024, when my wife, my child and I were surprised by a huge missile that fell on us and exploded in the place where we were, targeting the house we fled to and other neighboring houses
. At that moment, my journalist wife Alaa hugged our child Karam to protect him from the hell of the missile, but she turned into pieces and died immediately. My child Karam and I miraculously escaped certain death when the pressure of the missile threw me a long distance, which resulted in me being injured by numerous shrapnel and multiple injuries that led to severe fractures in my leg and damage to the nerves in my hand and foot and various shrapnel in different parts of my body
. My wife is a journalist covering the crimes of genocide against defenseless civilians in the Gaza Strip. With the intensification of the bombing and the scarcity of food and water, my wife and I struggled daily to secure food for our only child Karam, who was also suffering from severe fear because of The brutal bombing of the Gaza Strip.
Now after the disaster that befell my family, I need your generous support to overcome my ordeal and pay for my treatment and surgeries. I need several surgeries outside the Gaza Strip that cost a lot of money, and I am in dire need of your tears and support.
I am confident that after reading my sad story, you will sympathize with me and share with me and will not leave me and my child Karam alone.
Donate to me or share my campaign with your friends to donate to me
No matter how small your donation is, it means to me a chance for me and my child to be treated and to stay safe.
'𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝑒!' 𝟣9, ♊, She/They 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝙱𝚂𝙳, 𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚗, 𝙴𝚙𝚒𝚌: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕, 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣(!!!) 𝚎𝚝𝚌. {𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜 𝚗𝚐𝚕.} 𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎
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