I’m Always Gonna Be Pissed That Amatonormatvity As A Term And A Model For Understanding Society Was

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Donate to Menstrual Care Kits for Women and Girls in Gaza, organized by DIYALA ABDLRASUL

Goal Achieved!! #Sisters4Gaza successfully sent 2,000 menstrual… DIYALA ABDLRASUL needs your support for Menstrual Care Kits for Women

Palestinian girls and women are forced to use tents as pads. People boost. Donate if you can

You believe me like a god / I'll betray you like a man

I look back on those days now and think to myself, "Why did we put ourselves through all that? Why did it have to get so venomous?" If we had to do it all again, I'd say to Ayrton, "Listen, we're the best. Between us, we can screw all the others!"

I want my gay rights now! - Marsha P. Johnson (NYC Pride Parade, 1973)

A Plea from the Heart: I Am Fatima, and This Is My Story

My name is Fatima, a teacher from Gaza. I used to work in a small school I loved dearly, planting hope in the hearts of children and teaching them that tomorrow could be better. But the war took everything away. My school was bombed, I lost my job, and our home was reduced to rubble. Yet, I refused to give up. I set up a small tent amid the destruction and continued teaching children, showing them that knowledge is a light that cannot be extinguished, even in the darkest times.

My husband, Akram, was my partner and pillar of support. But he was severely injured in an attack targeting civilians. His abdominal injuries are so severe that he can no longer work or even lift basic items. Every day, I see the pain in his eyes and feel the weight of helplessness, but I try to stay strong for him and for our children.

Our eldest, Manar, is four years old, and she’s missing out on her childhood amidst this devastation. Our youngest, Ibrahim, was born under bombardment just a year ago. He has suffered greatly due to the lack of milk and proper medical care. Yet, sometimes, he smiles, and in those brief moments, I find the strength to keep going.

We now live in a fragile tent that doesn’t shield us from the cold or rain. Every day is a new battle for survival. I write these words while holding my children’s hands, with nothing left but my faith in God and the hope that your kind hearts will hear our plea.

Please help us provide milk and food for our children, ease Akram’s pain, and rebuild even a small part of the life the war has destroyed. Every donation, no matter how small, makes a big difference in our lives.

I ask you to share our story and be our support during this harsh and unforgiving time.

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Donate to Hospitalised & need help providing for my family, organized by Mouj Alrawi

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Here by my side, an angel Here by my side, the devil Never turn your back on me Never turn your back on me, again Here by my side, it’s Heaven…

Matthew Good - Weapon

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To all the teenagers following me that don’t hear it from their parents: I’m proud of you.