can't explain
This is very concerning how this website doesn't work anymore. Mfkz fans would go there just to read mfkz but it's now broken. Do not go to this website! Last time I tried reading it will sent you to an other website where it hacks your shit. There are other comic websites you should find instead of read all comics website
Never go to this website if you want your security to be safe. I don't want my shit to be hack 😭🙏🏽
🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿
I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.
My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.
But in an instant, it was all gone.
A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.
That was just the beginning.
The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?
We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.
No home.
No food.
No clean water.
No way out.
I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.
I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.
I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.
Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.
Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.
💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚
Hi friend
I hope you can help me, even with a small, symbolic amount, so that I can buy food and drink and to evecuate the dangerous area so I can continue my University studies 😔. We have lost everything because of the war, and I am no longer able to continue living because of the lack of resources🥺.
Please, friends, your donation, even if it is small, makes a big difference💔😔
https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-belal-escape-gaza?utm_campaign=fp_sharesheet&utm_medium=customer&utm_source=copy_link
donate if you can
I found this guy as I was looking around my entertainmart
In the heart of Gaza
Thank you to everyone for your support🫂🥹
THEY’RE PLAYING TRANSFORMERS THRILLER MMD IN THE THEATER?
Went to see Transformers One today finally
And... y'know...
He hasn't had any social interaction in primus know how long- This adhd ridden bastard needs attention
today's gender
might post mfkz stuff hereI go by any pronounsinterests at the moment: MFKZ, The Brak show, Brak in general and transformers
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