Am I Suffering Beautifully?

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I need a man who will save me, call me baby, run his hands through my hair, know me crazy, soothe me daily, better yet he wouldn’t care, steal his Lexus, be detectives, ride ‘round picking up clues, and who will be okay with naming our kids Jackie and Wilson and raising them on rhythm and blues

a post for marah (@/freepaleatine95)

gofundme.com

Donate to Please Save What's Left of My Family, organized by Marleen Tipu

Hello my dears, I hope you are well. Please help me. I, Mahmoud Baalou,… Marleen Tipu needs your support for Please Save What's

before the genocide marah was a university student studying computer engineering, but the chance to complete those studies were stolen from her. her brother, mahmoud, lost his shop and source of livelihood. her parents both have diabetes, her father also has high blood pressure, and they are unable to receive the care they need. there's also the issues of the ongoing famine, the lack of access to basic necessities, the continued closure of crossings, and having to deal with the rain and subsequent flooding.

as of the making of this post (10/25/24) the fundraiser is at $37,410 / $50,000. if you could extend a little bit of kindness by donating any amount to her campaign it'd ease their suffering and get the family closer to their goal of evacuating.

additional note from marah: Sending money from the donation campaign to Gaza requires a commission that provides money in the banks, which requires intensifying the effort. The commission is up to 25% of the amount sent to us.

the mac and cheese i just ate is biting back

This powerful image captures the face of a wounded Palestinian woman whose hijab is soaked in blood—likely her own or that of a loved one. Her eyes tell a story of unimaginable pain and strength in the face of loss. She stands in a chaotic hospital hallway, surrounded by others in distress. As an oppressed and weak woman from Gaza, I see myself in her. I, too, have suffered greatly—my baby, Qais, was injured in the war, and the hospital refused to treat him because we cannot pay. Please, I beg you to help us. Your donation can provide the medicine and care Qais urgently needs.

Life in Gaza is unbearable for women like me.

1. I wait in line for two hours just to bring food back to our tent – food that is never enough.

2. I clean the shoes of strangers on the street– just to earn a few coins for Qais's medicine.

3. We were turned away from the hospital– they said no money, no treatment, even for a child as young as Qais.

I carry this pain in silence, but I cannot bear it alone anymore. The woman in this picture used her hijab to try and save her son’s life. I am doing everything I can to save mine. But without help, I fear I will lose him too. Please, Donate anything you can—no matter how small. Even a few dollars could mean a meal, a medicine dose, or a chance for Qais to live. Share this, speak up, and help us survive.

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Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child😔😭

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happy birthday, mo chalman caoidh. i’m sorry that i wasn’t there to wish you safe travels on your journey to the stars. i hope that there are forests for you to hunt in and warm patches of sunlight for you to lay in, wherever you are now, milo 💚