Every day, I try to remind myself that we are still here. That despite everything we have lost, we are still breathing, still holding on. But some days, that is harder than others.
I lost 25 family members in a single moment. I can still hear their laughter, still see their faces when I close my eyes. But they are gone, and nothing will bring them back.
Our home, the place that held every memory, every moment of comfort, is nothing but rubble. We have been displaced over and over, searching for safety, searching for something that feels like home.
π Each day is a battle for survival. π Each night is a reminder of who is missing. π And yet, kindness still finds us.
Thanks to the generosity of people who have never met me, we have now reached $2,500. It is a small step in a long journey, but it is a step forward. And that means everything.
I am not asking for muchβjust the chance to survive. Even $5 can make a difference. If you cannot give, please consider sharing our story. You never know who might see it and be able to help.
Thank you for your kindness. Thank you for reminding us that even in our hardest moments, there is still goodness in the world. ππ
bounce on the lava
Dear humanity,
Please Help Me β My Son May Die at Any Moment.
I'm Amal, a mother of three children, living under the weight of the genocide taking place in Gaza. π
Hereβs my story, and Iβm reaching out with a hopeful heart πβ¨, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.
My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.
Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others
I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment.
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too π₯Ί
Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.
So I humbly ask you to donate even a little or at least reblog this appeal.
https://www.gofundme.com/f/join-us-in-our-struggle-save-our-family-from-war-in-gaza
the lesbian computer from portal was right. given the circumstances ive been shockingly nice
Get the engine running. Get out. Get home.
Take as many people as you can.
Save as many people as you can.
Don't let them get to you.
Keep it together.
ID: A digital illustration of Lovelace from Wolf 359. She's painted in blue and red lighting, and stares ahead, exhausted, frustrated, and continuing on. Certain parts of her are analyzed in pop-ups. Red text at the top reads: "don't die" Figure one points to her lungs. "be a big girl" it says. Her breathing is level, and the word repeats and repeats down and down, covering her hand. Figure two is her heartbeat, saying "stay alive". It points to her heart, figure 3, labeled "don't look back". And her hand, figure four, covered by the word "level", drips with blood- "don't blink". A note at the bottom of the screen is partially cut off, reading: "Note: There's no one else to get it done". End ID]
they call me 007 on the university campus. 0 hours sleep, 0 hours focused work, 7 caffeinated drinks and counting
the first AI to achieve sentience was technically a disposable vape battery bought at a gas station in Kalamazoo in 2022 that, through a freak accident involving the sourcing of its raw materials and a few stray particles of solar radiation, had become quantum entangled through time and space with a supercomputer cluster in Alpha Centauri that wouldn't be built for another million years. its only method of communicating with the world was by flashing its light on and off in Morse code and the guy who purchased it was blind
god i love making animatics in my head i wish drawing was real
Jay | they/he | 20'ssometimes I draw things, mostly I do not. Please recommend me sci-fi media!banner: Rain World Silent Construct region art
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