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Fundraisers for Gaza- October 17

Donate if you can, share if you will not! Go Fund Mes have been linked for more information!

@hayanahed - €93,048 raised, €100,000 goal

@meshalfamily - $4,315 raised, $40,000 goal

@eyadgaza - €2,338 raised, €40,000 goal

@2malakmaloka -€1,155 raised, €40,000 goal

@ahmed-family-1 - £12,925 raised, £81,000 goal

@sameer-gaza1 - $6,672 raised, $50,000 goal

@hanihomed - €1,098 raised, €70,000 goal

@help-mona - €16,229 raised, €185,300 goal

@freepaleatine95 - $29,929 raised, $50,000 goal

@manar4ram - €2,535 raised, €20,000 goal

@kaw95thar - €1,460 raised, €50,000 goal

@alsousighadasblog - €1,081 raised, €30,000 goal

@emanalmadhoun7 - $1,410 raised, $25,000 goal

@esamadnan94 - €485 raised, €10,000 goal ‼️‼️‼️

@sfaamq10 - $23,525 raised, $75,000 goal

@ahmed-gaza27 - €2,933 raised, €20,000 goal

@aburakhiawalid - $15 CAD raised, $20,000 goal ‼️‼️‼️

"get a job" "unemployed behaviour" okay but like. girl your ableism

grinding for gaza while trying to keep my sanity intact. i'm just here on tumblr writing post after post, asking, begging for donations, for help. i craft these words carefully hoping someone somewhere might care enough to hit that reblog button or send a few dollars. then i go hunting for the tagging list hoping someone with a bigger reach than me will help amplify my voice because seriously what else can i do? message after message, waiting for a reply, a reblog, anything. the silence is deafening. i wait for the donation notification to pop up like it’s some kind of life raft. maybe just maybe it’ll float my family out of this hell. but mostly i’m sitting here clicking, praying, hoping while my phone keeps buzzing with more bad news. sighs deeply. well back to the grind i guess. shuffle away quietly. maybe trip on a rock this time. who knows.

If you can't donate via GoFundMe, you can use PayPal instead. Please note that 100 SEK is approximately 10 USD, and 200 SEK is around 20 USD.

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Vetted and shared by @90-ghost: Link.

Verified and shared by @el-shab-hussein: Link

Listed as number 282 in "The Vetted Gaza Evacuation Fundraiser Spreadsheet" compiled by @el-shab-hussein and @nabulsi : Link

Listed on the Butterfly Effect Project, number 957: Link

Additionally, Al Jazeera News has documented apart of my family's case: Link

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@danijaci

‼️Please don’t skip taking a look 🍉🇵🇸

Welcome; I am Nasser Abu Akar, 23years old, a survivor of five wars, from the Gaza Strip - occupied Palestine, and this is my beautiful family, my father Muhammad (martyr), my mother Indira, my brothers Haitham, Fayez, Fayek, Ahmed and Farid and 4 sisters, a family full of love and peace, a family that is accustomed to living In her warm little house. We lived our lives in the Gaza Strip, a life full of wars and conflicts, a very harsh life, and we went through many painful and harsh experiences. We suffered from devastating wars, poverty and severe siege. But despite this, we maintained love in our hearts and purity in our souls, and until what happened during the past six months, we faced situations that cannot be described in words. Horrible things happened, situations that no one could bear. We lost our small house and had to move to another area (in the camps), leaving our dreams, our love, and even our lives in the rubble. What a difficult life we ​​face now, a life full of pain, poverty and displacement. All our dreams have turned into only one dream, which is to survive, but deep in our hearts we still have a glimmer of hope. There is a small speck of light in the midst of this absolute darkness. We have survived (so far). My father did not survive. The occupation killed him, may God have mercy on him. But we believe in the saying, “I don’t want to live, I want to survive.” There is a big difference between them. In order to preserve our lives after my father’s death, we must leave the Gaza Strip to a safe place, a place that will restore to us the humanity we have lost, which means saving the lives of ten people, along with thousands of dreams and dreams. Ambitions. Our support means we're not just numbers breaking news, and we're not just anonymous victims. Our support means that ten lives will not be mentioned in the casualty statistics. This means that there are ten people who will not stand in line for long hours just to get a loaf of bread, or a bottle of water. . This support will save lives, and what is more important in the world than saving a life? With your support, we will carry in our hearts hope and beautiful memories of the house that was our home before the missile arrived. Your help means survival in this humanitarian crisis. Is there a crisis greater than the Gaza crisis? We trust that there is a hand that will extend to save us before we drown

https://gofund.me/c48a7cc4

https://gofund.me/c48a7cc4

i always mean it when i say i love you btw

werewolf who cant really tyype well bc h er pawes are to biug fo r the keyb ord

I just got described as an "ad hating commie" by someone because I said a minute of youtube ads is unpleasant. fully spent 5 minutes arguing and defending youtube ads. insane stuff

this user is very beautiful. very powerful.

can catholics start feeling guilty about all the antisemitism and genocide and forced conversions and colonialism and the ratlines instead of whatever stupid bullshit "catholic guilt" currently means?

oh my GOD you can’t just ask someone why they’re barking