Dear Tumblr souls, you beautiful, strange humans—

you laugh through the pain,

you turn sadness into soft, glowing aesthetics,

you post memes in the darkest hours,

and somehow, your hearts remain warm.

When you feel someone is hurting,

you become shelter—an open hand, asking for nothing in return.

I'm not asking for pity, but right now… I need you.

I'm Kareman from Gaza 🇵🇸🌸.

*This painting was drawn by my friend Zara ❤️

I'm trying to get through what life threw at me—with an open heart ,We were displaced ,There was bombing everywhere—loud, close, terrifying ,We fled with nothing but our lives.😞💔

Our dreams have changed ,We no longer dream of tomorrow— ,our dream today… is simply to eat.

My son, Hamoud🥹, asks me, “Mama, when is dinner?”

And sometimes… I have no answer.

That kind of pain shouldn't exist in a mother's heart😭.

My campaing vetted by/ @90-ghost here , gaza-evacuation-funds here

If you can help🥹❤️, even a little—this is the donation link:

🌸Or PayPal🌸

And if you can't, sharing this could still bring us one step closer to a meal.

Thank you, deeply.🌸"

my good friend dylan g & his coworker mark s

fuck all of you my dad liked my art

bisexuality will really creep up on you huh. one day you're just chillin and suddenly you're like oh my godddddd the other ones

trans people will literally go “i have a complicated relationship with my history with gender and sometimes see it as a gender i ‘used to be’ and i don’t really look like a cis person of either gender and i don’t think i can fit it into simple categories” and everyone will spontaneously combust

i remember being at some lgbtqia+ group when i was at an all girl’s school and i was one of two trans people, i was the only butch or even vaguely masculine person in the room, and i said something along the lines of “i consider myself a guy who used to be a girl” and five minutes later one of my friends(if you would say that ig) went “yeah so he was always a boy, he just didn’t know it yet” about me. and i had to stand there like What Did I Just Say. Can Anyone Hear Me

now i make posts like “sometimes trans men used to be girls and sometimes trans women used to be boys and it’s ok if we think about it like that” and everyone immediately acts like they want me dead

hello colonised person from another country, you said something negative about the US in a sweeping way and I'm here to remind you that there's minorities and indigenous people in the US. the fact that you didn't append 400 disclaimers to your frustration with the US means you're actually worse than the people colonising you. thank you for your time

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.

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.

Donate Now Here

Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #64 )🍉🇵🇸

400+ people were killed in gaza last night.

my friend tarek has been doing some amazing community organizing in palestine — he’s been teaching classes for children with my other friend farah AND distributing water and providing iftar meals during ramadan throughout rafah! his brother just had a major orthopedic surgery he had to wait about a year for and since food and water is incredibly scarce he can’t properly recover. please donate to their efforts!!!

donate to tarek’s family

donate to provide iftar meals

donate to the water initiative

donate to the challenge classes

quick reminder: tarek isn’t just a word on your screen, he is my friend.

he’s 21, the same age as me. before the war he was studying to be a translator and he dreamt of voice acting, just like so many of you reading this. (he’s pretty good too actually.) he would probably not call himself a poet but every few days he posts something so beautifully worded that he might as well be a poet laureate. he recently wrote: “gaza is sick of being praised by anyone. gaza is tired that its image is on satellite tv. gaza is sick of its name in the sad poems. gaza is tired of the repeated endings.” the message is clear — sentiments are not enough, his people need HELP.

every day i tell him im doing everything i can. and it’s true, i am, but its barely anything, as i’m disabled and bedridden. i’ve kept that fact from him out of shame because i see what he has to endure each day, but i feel SO POWERLESS. every time an announcement breaks that more bombs have dropped in the night or more innocent people were gunned down in broad daylight, my heart sinks with terror and i wonder if i’ve lost my friend. it really would mean so much — not just to him, to me — if you could donate anything you can spare to tarek and his family. he deserves the whole world and more.

yesterday tarek almost got on a water distribution truck that was targeted with bombs. the day before his neighbors had their house bombed (during Eid) and that whole family died. please help my friend

knuckle tattoos that say OKAY YAY❤️

Sally just became a big sister to her baby brother Mohammed. Their mother Laila @laylaayman-blog2 has been fundraising trying to support their family through the awful conditions in Gaza, but it is hard for her to keep promoting her cause while taking care of a newborn, and donations have slowed as a result. She needs our help to share her campaign!

Please consider donating what you can, no amount is too small, and share if you cannot donate! Everything helps to get this campaign moving again, so that Laila can provide Sally and Mohammed with their basic needs!

Vetted by @bilal-salah0 , @90-ghost , @a-shade-of-blue , and @dlxxv-vetted-donations

via Jeremy Liebman

well anyways ^_^ 🍵🍵 [one for u]

look there is only like 10 people working at tumblr rn they can't moderate us all even with that stupid auto mod I say we just start posting porn again

fyi, if anyone has ever been interested in donating to doctors without borders, they are tripling the value of any donation received until may 15 (up to $500k)

Save My Brother Samer’s Life 🚨

If you scroll past this, you are ignoring a life that can be saved.

I’m writing as a brother watching Samer struggle for survival. His health has deteriorated to the point of falling into a coma, and we are unable to provide him with the necessary treatment. 💔

Samer suffers from bipolar disorder, and his stability relied on daily medications including LeponeX (Clozapine), Depalept Chrono (Sodium Valproate), and Lithium CO3 (Lithium Carbonate). These medications helped stabilize him, but without them, his health has worsened significantly. Every moment is crucial, and the pain and worry are relentless. 😞

There is no place for my brother in the hospital, and we cannot secure the treatment he needs. Imagine being unable to help your own brother as he struggles, without a way to provide the medicine he needs to recover.

Your donation could be the only hope to bring Samer back to life, giving him a chance to heal and come back to us. 🙏

Every contribution, no matter how small, could make a tremendous difference in saving Samer’s life. 💙

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