... I Am A Father From Gaza, I Write These Words And My Heart Breaks With Pain And Heartbreak. My Little

... I am a father from Gaza, I write these words and my heart breaks with pain and heartbreak. My little baby cries day and night from the intensity of hunger, his innocent eyes looking at me as if they were helping, but I am helpless, my hands are empty, and my tears are all I have. We live in the shadow of a severe famine and merciless circumstances, neither food nor drink is enough for us, and every passing day weighs my burden even more. I appeal to you by God, and then with your humanity, to rend a helping hand to me. I just need $50 to buy milk for my baby who has been hungry for days and screaming nonstop because of hunger Don’t let us struggle with pain alone. Every moment that passes is a nightmare for my child who is only guilty that he was born in these circumstances

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yall im stuck between hairstyles do I stick with the Vi cut or do I grow it out and get the Hazel Callahan/Ruby Cruz cut

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6 months ago
Got This Beanie To Match My Sweatshirt ✨
Got This Beanie To Match My Sweatshirt ✨

got this beanie to match my sweatshirt ✨

Excellent. Now you just need booty shorts that say something insane on the butt in the same font. your power will be unimaginable.


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3 months ago

🌟 A Plea from Gaza: Rola’s Story 🌟

Hello, my name is Rola, and I am a mother of two children living in the Gaza Strip. Our lives were once filled with love, laughter, and dreams for the future. But everything changed on October 7th, when the war shattered not only our home but our entire world.

That morning, my family and I were enjoying coffee together on the balcony. Out of nowhere, an explosion erupted, shaking our home violently. My husband and son ran for cover, falling over each other in panic, while I stood frozen, still holding my cup, unable to process the chaos around me. When I looked out the window, I saw that our neighbor’s house, once filled with life, had been reduced to rubble. Ambulances rushed to the scene as people scrambled to rescue the injured and pull bodies from the debris.

🌟 A Plea From Gaza: Rola’s Story 🌟
🌟 A Plea From Gaza: Rola’s Story 🌟

The bombings didn’t stop. At night, the rain poured heavily, and the cold seeped into our bones. I stayed awake, covering my children to keep them warm and praying for their safety. But safety is an illusion here. Another explosion shattered the night, and our neighbors’ home was destroyed. Their children, who had been sleeping peacefully under a blanket, were found lifeless, their cover soaked in blood.

I looked at my children with tears in my eyes and thought, How can I protect you? We had to flee our home with nothing but the clothes on our backs. We left behind my children’s toys, their clothes, and their beautiful bedroom. Everything we had worked so hard to build is gone.

🌟 A Plea From Gaza: Rola’s Story 🌟

Our Current Reality Now, we are displaced and living in a nightmare. Food is scarce, and prices are unimaginably high—$10 for a kilo of sugar! The fear of death hangs over us constantly. My children deserve a life of joy and hope, not one defined by fear and loss. Why can’t we live like everyone else—go to work, visit family, and watch our children play in safety? Why do our children have to grow up surrounded by death and destruction?

How You Can Help I am pleading for your kindness to help us rebuild our lives. We need your support to: 💔 Rebuild our home, so my children can feel safe again. 🌍 Evacuate from Gaza, seeking a future where my family can live with dignity. 🩺 Provide urgent medical care for my children, who need protection from this nightmare.

Even the smallest donation can make a difference. If you can’t donate, please share my story. Every share brings us closer to hope.

What Your Support Means Your kindness is not just about helping us survive; it’s about giving us a chance to dream again. To rebuild what we’ve lost and to ensure my children have a future filled with possibilities, not fear.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Your support means the world to us. Let’s work together to rebuild hope, one step at a time.

🌸 Please share our story and consider donating today. 🌸

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Together, we can create a better tomorrow. 🌍❤️


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1 year ago

Just watched Nimona. What a voidpunk movie. Literally any dehumanized group could see it as an allegory for them. My first thought was it being a trans allegory with how much Nimona disregards others calling her a girl. But it's more than that too. Is it a trans allegory? Absolutely. But it's an allegory for all other dehumanized groups too. This quote comes to mind: "Once everyone sees you as a villain, that’s what you are. They only see you one way, no matter how hard you try."

But here's the best part: the moral of the story wasn't "oh, eventually people will learn to accept you as kinda normal too". No. It wasn't "weird people can change too! You can be normal too!" No. It was "society wasn't built for you and that's a problem. Be yourself because 'normal' is what's wrong with society. And people should see you and love you for who you are whether or not you fit society's expectations for 'humans'". (But what we call humans, the movie called "heroes".) Seriously you can't get more voidpunk than that. I could go on about this, but just go watch the movie.

"They grow up believing that they can be a hero if they drive a sword into the heart of anything different. And I’m the monster?"

"We are villains. Embrace it."

"What if you held it in? If you didn’t shape-shift?" ... "I wouldn’t die die. I just sure wouldn’t be living."


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2 months ago
You Can't Just Erase Us
You Can't Just Erase Us

you can't just erase us

we will fight back, we will be strong

speak up however you can, create, post, yap, write your voice is powerful, verbal or not.

the most punk thing you can do is stay alive


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7 months ago

Username change!! Jester_of_cryptids -> ghostghoulkas


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2 months ago

"Are we going to live in the next day Or Not "  🥺💔

"Are We Going To Live In The Next Day Or Not "  🥺💔
"Are We Going To Live In The Next Day Or Not "  🥺💔

Verified by Butterfly effect project line 355 in spreadsheet🇵🇸🚨here

Yes this is the only thing that all of our family thought about it. Everyday we ask ourselves  if we going to live anymore or not .  Everyday in this cruel war we imagine one of us dead and feeling so sad about what will happen next day.

Now after the war all the building are destroyed here and there is no life around us please we need to evacuate 🙏🥺

Please help my kids and my family to evacuate from here. Gaza now is not for human being living we need you support to stand with 18 members of the family to travel to another place that could find some peace and start new life without wars.  We live in many wars and we are so tired. 

Please share for more people you know can help me and my family. 

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