Yesterday, my mother fractured her arm while trying to get aid. I couldn’t go with her because I’m severely malnourished. She smiled through the pain so we wouldn’t worry, but I could see it all in her eyes — and it broke me.

Before the war, my mother was a kindergarten teacher. Today, she’s forced to push through crowds just to bring us something to eat. I’m not writing this to beg for sympathy — I’m writing because we simply can’t endure this alone anymore.

If you’re able to help, even with a small amount, it could make a real difference. Thank you to everyone who shares or supports us in any way.

i went to the aquarium the other week and hand to god every single seahorse was pregnant. it was like ao3 in there

to be one’s protector is an inherently submissive role

hey man. i didn't see you at the ambient red lighting and horse store. you ok man?

This is the kind of post that is baffling until you see the next post and it’s a store with a horse in it but everything’s red. except. there is no second post

THE WHAT

Please all help us we have not received money since 12/17 until now and the time for opening the Rafah land crossing is approaching and we need your help please donate

Please donate!!! We’re so close to the goal

here’s a link to an organization shared by Bisan on instagram providing food and water to Palestinians in Gaza