Ohhh boy i fcked it up again

If my father dies, please remember that I begged you for a small donation or to share my post. I will not forgive anyone who sees this post and doesn't support me with a single word or a small donation, and ignores me.

I write these words with tears in my eyes, overwhelmed with fear for my father. He has been suffering excruciating pain and repeated fainting spells for the past week due to his cancer, and he cannot afford all the medications he needs because of their high cost. All I wish is that nothing bad happens to my father again, so I implore you to support me and help me buy his medications, cover his hospital stay, and get him the necessary surgeries as soon as possible. Please, be our support.

Worse still, my father suffers from blocked arteries and heart attacks, and he urgently needs surgery to remove the cancer and have stents implanted in his coronary arteries. Throughout this time, my father has been in constant pain. His surgery is extremely expensive, and I don't have enough money for it. Now he can't sleep because of the excruciating pain, and we can't afford his medications and painkillers to alleviate his suffering because of their high prices. I don't know what to do!

We need your help to relieve my father's pain and cancerous tumor and save him as quickly as possible. Please, I don't want to lose him before my eyes. Help me raise the money for his medication and surgery as soon as possible. Please stand by me. Look what's happening to us.

Please help my dear friend Nader and his father. He desperately needs money to buy his father's medicine and painkillers. No one should have to endure such excruciating pain for so long. Please grant him relief from his suffering. Help him survive this genocide.

Please donate to help Nader and his family. I saw the news today; the bombing is still ongoing, and there are many casualties. Please save my friend and his family from this horrific annihilation. Donate if you can, and share if you can't.

I don't know why, but I'm being targeted by Tumblr employees. I don't know why; whenever I post a blog, it either gets deleted or I'm blocked from sending messages. Please, friends, help me. I might not be able to stay here much longer. Please help me in any way you can and donate now.

My friend Nader recently became an uncle to his newborn baby niece, Masa. Due to the traumatic stress and malnutrition experienced under genocidal conditions, many mothers cannot produce breast-milk. Masa, like tens of thousands of other babies in Gaza, relies on formula to survive. Today, Nader told me that this little girl is in the hospital now due to a severe chest infection. She is only 8 days old. Please help her.

I woke up today to the tears of my brother's wife, the mother of little Masa, who is suffering from a severe chest infection and is currently in the hospital under medical care. We implore you, friends, to help us get out of this situation and donate to buy milk and other necessary baby supplies for this child so we can leave Gaza. Please don't hesitate to donate.

Nader's fundraising is vetted (gazavetters #4) and supports his large family of nine people, including small children of which little Masa is the youngest. Israel's systematic targeting of children means that the price of formula, diapers, medicine, and other basic supplies are extremely expensive. Please help him raise the funds needed to help innocent Masa survive genocidal conditions.

While a newborn baby girl is fighting for her life, I'm pleading for donations. With over 300 posts and no donations or help, it's truly disheartening. Please, save us and save this baby. Please donate.

Please continue sharing this post and don't stop helping us. I thank everyone who has donated before. Thank you all, but our lives depend on these donations. Please donate now so we can survive, get treatment, and provide healthcare for this child. Please donate.

The child is still in the hospital under observation, and her exact condition is unknown. Doctors are giving her intravenous injections and feeding her milk from the hospital. All of this is very costly to keep this child alive. Please donate now and help us.

If she dies, remember how many times I begged you to help her, how many nights I wrote through tears asking for mercy while she suffered beside me.

My tears have run dry, and my time is up. My sister is leaving me, and I am powerless to save her. Your silence is the only thing that is killing her.

I am sick and exhausted in Gaza, and I choose to be strong for the sake of the terrified while I wither before our eyes. We are drowning in fear.

Please donate if you can. Your donation will enable me to buy medicine for my sister , and it will save her, save me, and save my whole family. Our lives are at stake from hunger, disease, and anemia, and it will end the constant pain. || Chuffed

IF I DIE IN GAZA, PLEASE REMEMBER I WAS NEVER JUST A NUMBER. I HAD DREAMS, A LIFE, AND A HEART FULL OF HOPE.

I AM TIRED OF BEGGING FOR HELP. TIRED OF PAIN, HUNGER, AND SCREAMING SILENTLY WITH NO ONE HEARING ME.

please! don't forget about my friend!!

I heard this out as "When criticizing something, you must judge it for what it is, not what it isn't"

#this is why so many of us urge people to get a wider diet of stories

every day it just concerns me how little compassion people have. no compassion for those living in the global south. no compassion for immigrants. no compassion for disabled ppl. no compassion for addicts. no compassion for prisoners. no compassion for children. like holy shit ...

Out of Touch Thursday

OUT OF TOUCH THURSDAY

but im out of my head when you’re not around…

this is the only out of touch thursday you can reblog this

oh fuck yum

Every post in 2014 was like this

horror movie showing a child’s drawing of the monster or ghost or whatever but instead of a little kid and crayons they’re like a preteen and it’s manga style