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Marwan Makhoul
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My name is Mohammed, and I’m 35 years old, working as a nurse in a hospital here in Gaza. My wife, Diana, is 27, and together we’re trying to give our two young daughters a safe, stable life in a place that knows so little of either.
Our journey began in December 2023. That was when the military ordered us to evacuate our home in Al-Nuseirat. With only minutes to decide, we grabbed what we could carry, took our little girls, and moved to Khan Yunis, hoping it would be safer.
But our time there was short. We were ordered to leave Khan Yunis, so we packed up again and moved to Rafah. For a moment, we let ourselves hope that this would be the end of our running, that maybe we could start to rebuild. But Rafah wasn't safe either. Another order came, and we had no choice but to return to Al-Nuseirat, despite the dangers.
Today, we're renting a small apartment in Al-Nuseirat. It barely fits us, but it's the only place we can go. We live every day in fear, wondering if the next evacuation order will come. Each move takes away a bit more of the stability we try so hard to create for our girls. Every time we’re forced to flee, it feels like we leave behind pieces of the life we’ve worked to build.
There’s little left to hold on to but each other, and the hope that maybe one day we’ll finally find safety.
Thank you for support and kindness
Mohammed & Diana
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The way he called Sonic unemployed 😭
Him and Eggman would get along since they want to conquer everyone equally
Nader, age 17, can’t go to school right now because he has to survive a genocide instead. He's running this campaign for himself and his brother Abd Al Salam and the rest of their family. Can you donate $10 to help him, or share his campaign? He's #4 on the gazavetters list.
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A Gazan friend of mine outside Tumblr has recently contacted me with urgent and terrible news about one of her family members.
[ID: On the left, a photo of a partially destroyed building that has weathered an airstrike, and on the right a photo of two children holding toy purses and smiling serenely towards the camera. /End ID]
Haitham, who is here on tumblr @haithamnayef, and has been vetted by Mohammad @ayeshjourney on @gaza-evacuation-funds's list here at number 8 has endured a year of war without help and without a source of income.
He, his wife Sherin, and their 4 children, have endured constant displacement, homelessness, lack of basic needs, and constant terror for a year. Countless of their friends and family members have been martyred.
Now, Haitham is forced to ask for our help because the unspeakable has happened. His son was struck in his head with shrapnel.
I don't think I need to explain the danger of leaving a little boy with such a critical injury untreated for any amount of time, and yet he has been left untreated for far too long, and continues to worsen by the second. This is why we need to fight for him to receive treatment outside of Gaza as quickly as possible.
I always reiterate that time is of the essence, and that every second counts, and right now I mean this more than ever. Haitham and his family cannot bear the thought of losing their son.
I certainly can't bear it, and I know you can't either, so I'm begging you to act in any way you can, even if it's sending this campaign link to your friends and acquaintances.
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I don't know why we live in this injustice, yes, we are subjected to injustice, I am a father, I did nothing but protect my children, but despite all my attempt to protect my children, Muhammad was injured every passing day. I feel the in the pain that my child suffered, forgive me, my child, I could not protect you enough, please, my child, do not surrender to the disease, please do not leave, I can't bear your departure from this world, you are a piece of my soul, I missed your laughter and words, I miss you, I miss you games, I miss your voice, I miss seeing your drawings, I miss your eyes, I will fight for you, I will do the impossible to survive, I want to everyone to work on any rescue my child, my son needs to undergo surgery, my son is in danger
Please fight for my child. I beg everyone to fight for my little one, my child, whom I adore, I will not bear the news of his departure. Please fight to publish my campaign. Wherever you are. The time is very little. Every day, his life becomes in greater danger every day. We face new challenges. Donate, spread, fight in every second. You don't have to imagine just spreading my story. I mean, saving Muhammad to come back to life. I know that there is nothing impossible. Muhammad needs you to survive. He fights death. You fight for him
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The wind blows what is left of the house there... and the house is empty...
No windows closed against the wind.
There is no heater in the corner, which interferes with the physics of the weather and causes him to suffer from a fever, so he takes another road in which there are no houses.
Rain accumulates on the remaining rubble... and dries under tomorrow's sun, or is consumed by birds and reptiles passing by.
Winter is amazed at the neutrality of the house and the house is empty... and the weather is searching for its normal nature: Have I died? Is this how I look in eternity?! How miserable the weather is when it is dead... so pathetic... so!
In the meantime, we are struggling to buy warm winter clothes after leaving our homes with nothing but our souls.
👉The campaign is documented under number 219 in the file of Hussein and @nabulsi.
Siraj is trying his best to survive through this genocide. He wants his family to be safe during this winter, and he needs your help for it. So please boost and donate. Also please follow siraj on his account too, as he has been shadowbanned repeatedly by tumblr on multiple accounts and hence cannot reach out and campaign for his fundraiser.
In the last hours, it is only 5 Canadian dollars, which is equivalent to 3.6 US dollars.😥
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