Dear assworms,
Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment.
I'm Amal, a mother of three children, living under the weight of the genocide taking place in Gaza. 🍉
Here’s my story, and I’m reaching out with a hopeful heart 💔✨, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.
My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.
Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others
I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment.
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺
Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.
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I remember I drew this when the summer heat was killing me
(MAY 2024)
You eat it with actually food preferably heated actual food
How do i make my ice soft?
Is this funny on Tumblr??
He left me Thursday last week for the guy he told me specifically not to worry about.
I was stuck with that guy in the forest for three hours straight the next day.(we had a lovely time together. It was amazing.)
The old roster all contacted me (some after years of no contact) like I’m in a fucking dating harem.
Because of You, We Still Have Hope 💙🙏
There are moments when it feels like the world has moved on, like everything we’ve lost is just another story that people scroll past. But every now and then, kindness reminds us that we are not forgotten.
Today, we’ve reached $1,580 out of $90,000, and while it’s still a long way from what we need, it’s proof that people still care. That hope still exists.
I never thought I would be in a position where I had to ask for help just to survive. 25 members of my family are gone. Our home has been reduced to rubble. Every day is a fight—not just for survival, but to hold onto the smallest piece of dignity.
đź’” No stability, no safety, no certainty. đź’” Evacuations, grief, and endless struggles. đź’” Dreams on hold, because survival comes first.
But through all of this, your kindness gives me strength.
Even if you can’t donate, just sharing this post helps us reach more people who might be able to. Your support—no matter how small—makes all the difference.
🙏 If this post has reached you unexpectedly, I truly apologize. I promise I wouldn’t be asking if we weren’t in desperate need. If this isn’t for you, please feel free to ignore it. No hard feelings at all.
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From the bottom of my heart, thank you. Your kindness is the only reason we still have hope. ❤️
Tumblr feels like the shy version of Twitter. They could be siblings or something we have the mean, fucked up Twitter and the cute, little Tumblr.
I’m so happy right now. This is fucking amazing.
Actual freaks
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