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I am Mahmoud Jihad from Gaza, currently living in a flimsy tent after my home and university were completely destroyed, along with my PC and my city. I was studying Information Technology while caring for my sick father and siblings, but now all my hopes seem shattered. š¢
As we face this devastating crisis, I am raising funds to help my family escape from Gaza and to continue my studies abroad š. Every day is a struggle, and your support can make a significant difference in our lives ā¤ļø.
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Please consider sharing, liking, commenting, or donating, even a small amount š.
Your help could be the turning point that saves my family and helps us survive in this harsh and relentless war š.
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Thank you from the bottom of my heart! š¹
BOOSTING THIS! You have a beautiful name and your heart ways more in price than gold! I HOPE SOON YOUR FAMILY AND YOU ARE SAFE!!!
Omg !!! Itās Daniel and Taylor !!! Omg I finally posted !!!!
Now have a little headcanon spielā¦.ā¤ļø
I love to believe that Taylor is absolutely CRACKED at video games, specifically first-person shooters and her skills absolutely terrify Daniel. Sheās one of those crazy players who hop around and dodge every bulletā¦while still somehow killing people.
Daniel would try playing with her but get salty when she does so much better than him. Though he wouldnāt show it, he canāt cope with the thought that Taylor is better at video games than him. It definitely hurt his ego to see her do better than him..
Plus, her play style just scares him. Sheās absolutely unhinged and it seems as though she goes in without any planā¦which is exactly what she does. She canāt just sit around and wait for something to happen, so she MAKES something happen.
Sometimes, I feel very neglected.
By me, my parents, my boyfriend...just kinda ignored and unwanted.
I feel like I shouldn't exist.
It's different than being suicidal...it's more like the dissatisfaction of my life consumes me and I just don't want to exist.
I try to be happy, I try VERY hard.
I try and I try; also, if that isn't enough, I try even more. However, I always end up back at dissatisfaction.
I am blessed, I am thankful and grateful for my blessings. I feel horrible about my dissatisfaction because I am so blessed that I shouldn't even be dissatisfied.
I just want to know, does anyone else feel this way?