kyra ♡

you, artist online. somebody has referenced you in conversation irl by your online handle and somebody else knew who you were talking about. somebody has kept up closely with your posts for a period of time like their morning paper. somebody found a music artist because of you, thinks of you when they hear them on the radio. somebody followed you years ago and remembers you randomly even though they can't find you. somebody has screenshotted and saved your posts and sent them in discord servers. somebody has made your drawings their lockscreen, added them to their favorites folder and looked at them when they're going through some shit, has sent them to their best friend and sparked conversation in private chats. your art in particular could be the source of a keen sense of nostalgia for someone. maybe they've even printed out your images using their home printer and taped them to their bedroom wall and they look at it every day and they never even told you. isn't that scary? isn't that awesome? remember this well.

Since October 7, our lives have been turned upside down. The situation in Gaza has become unbearable. My family was forced to flee our home in Al-Nasr Street after receiving threats from the Israeli military. Under the relentless rain of bullets and shelling, my wife and children walked 8 kilometers along Salah Al-Din Street to escape to southern Gaza. I can still hear my five-year-old son Zain's cries, "Get us out of here, Daddy. We are dying."Their journey through the escape routes was a harrowing experience. My children witnessed unimaginable horrors—bodies lying in the streets, homes reduced to rubble, and the constant fear of being targeted. They saw death at every corner, and their innocent eyes have been scarred forever. Their spirits, once filled with joy and laughter, are now weighed down by the heavy burden of trauma and fear.They initially found refuge in a UNRWA school in Khan Younis, but it quickly became unsafe. They were instructed to move to Rafah, where they now live in a makeshift tent next to a wall, with the ground as their bed and the sky as their blanket, lacking basic necessities like medicine, water, and food.

Hey guys, Youssef Helles is trying to evacuate his family of six from Rafah, please help him out!!!