You Are Perfect

I cannot describe what it feels like to stand beside my child, knowing every second could be our last. This is baby Qais's final chance, and without your help, I will lose him forever. Please help us before it is too late.

I am standing outside the ICU, waiting for any sign that he is still fighting, but every second feels like a goodbye I am not ready for. Please donate now and help me save my baby Qais.

i basically assume that people don’t like me unless they explicitly tell me they like me and then periodically remind me

$832/10k THANK YOU

It is genuinely mind blowing to me just how many Tumblr posts have changed my life for the better and taught me to be happier. Not all of the thoughts originate on Tumblr, but the way people collect and frame them has literally changed my brain chemistry.

my white friends that have reblogged this give me life

4. Sometimes I am a shitty white person and the jokes remind me to FUCKIN STOP

If ur white and like this post I fux with u

^absolutely

5. It’s hard to be offended when white people jokes involve bland food/tourist dads in socks and sandals/white girls in yoga pants obsessed with pumpkin spice/suburban PTA moms and other harmless and mostly true stereotypes while jokes about POC involve them being called thugs/criminals/slurs/uneducated/illegal immigrants.

i fucks with u heavy if ur white and you reblog this

I will not forgive anyone who sees this post and ignores me. I will not forgive anyone who sees this post and does not support me with a single word or a small donation, and ignores me.

My young nephew is ill and requires urgent, life-altering surgery that must be performed as soon as possible; any delay could impact his health and future. We are living in Gaza under extremely harsh conditions, and one of the hardest things we face is watching him suffer right before our eyes while being unable to secure the necessary treatment for him. 😭

My nephew is his parents' only child. He lost his father in this genocide in the Gaza Strip and has suffered multiple traumas during this war. Please do not leave him alone. Donate to fund his surgery. Please donate—please!

My account has been blocked, and I am still stuck at the €530 goal needed for my nephew's surgery. Today is the last day—there is less than 24 hours left before the procedure. I don't know why Tumblr is silencing me; is it because I want to save my nephew? Please, please don't let me down. Please save the last of us. Please donate—donate to save my nephew. Please donate. 💔😭

Today, his nephew requires an urgent, life-critical surgery costing 700 euros. This child, too, has tasted the bitterness of loss; his father was killed during the war on the Gaza Strip. I do not want to see my friend lose another member of his family. He has endured enough loss, and today, he needs someone to stand by his side.

Isn't it enough what I’ve already lost? Isn't it enough that I lost my mother—the person dearest to me—because the occupation prevented her from traveling for cancer treatment? Should I tell you about my brother—the father of the nephew who needs this surgery—who was martyred after being shot in the head during this war? Or about my uncle, and so many of my relatives and friends, who were also martyred? I am fighting desperately not to lose my young nephew as well. Please, donate; do not let us down. Donate—you are our only hope. Please, do not ignore us; please donate. 💔😭

Everyone, only two people have donated a total of just 30 euros so far. We still need 670 euros to afford the surgery for my nephew. Please, time is running out. I swear I cannot sleep, constantly worrying about whether or not I’ll be able to get him this surgery. Please, I beg you to donate. 💔😭

The doctors told us they couldn't continue her treatment because of the high cost of the necessary equipment, and that her father couldn't afford the exorbitant medical expenses. Her father is very sad; I could see him as if he were crying. He is going through a terrible ordeal.

Please, I can't imagine the suffering this child is going through. You can't bear to hear such horrific news. Ahed needs help to save his daughter from death. This child will die in five hours if we don't save her. Please, I beg you, you can't let her die. Please, their donations have stopped. Please donate to save Iman

Hello everyone, I'm Ahed, the father of the child Iman. Please help my child before I lose her. Please help her.

#literally genuinely truly people need to stop stereotyping 'ugly' nerd guys like this because it's extremely old#I can tell you right now you're more likely to get a rancid opinion out of a rich conventionally attractive dude just statistically#also stop using people's photographs to make mean jokes when you don't even fucking know the person thanks bye

So this is cute and all but the woman on the left is Edie Windsor, the plaintiff in the the SCOTUS case Windsor v. US that struck down the Defense of Marriage Act in 2013 and paved the way for marriage equality. Her partner, Thea (here on the left) died of ALS some time after they’d been married in Canada and Edie was denied inheritance and survivors benefits so she sued and won. Also fun and adorable fact: you see in those pics how her hair is flipped up on the ends? She wore it like that because Thea loved it. In later pictures from after Thea died you’ll see her with it curled under

I’m standing helplessly beside her as she fights to survive. Every hour that passes without treatment increases my fear of losing her, and I simply cannot afford these medical costs alone.