hello, sweetie

I feel like an absolute ghoul posting these conversations online but I need people to understand what is happening. I've been talking to Abdul and his friends almost every day since last year. I know them.

Every time the messages stop I know I may never even find out what happened to them. When and if they start again, I find out who is left.

Five people still need immediate transport from an area scheduled for bombing.

2/7 people evacuated

$2080/$7000

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For anyone who has donated or shared so far: you can and are helping. Please, please don't stop supporting these campaigns in any way you are able.

We have collected enough for one more person to leave in the morning. That's the last chance to leave.

$3833/$7000

Abdul @abed-8 and his sister made it out. He bought a ticket for her and managed to convince them he'd pay later.

Safaa and her son are still waiting to be evacuated.

Farah is missing. Nobody can find her. The last thing Abdul heard was that she had an infection. He thinks she may have died in the last army attack. I am holding out hope that she and her brother are alive, and am continuing to raise funds for them.

Tagging for reach~ Please dm me if you want of the mailing list! Thank you!

discard EVERYTHING I have said about bugs. They are just misinterpreted :(.

look at these little babies!

a poem by Jay Hulme, titled Jesus at the Gay Bar

He's here in the midst of it - right at the centre of the dance floor, robes hitched up to His knees to make it easy to spin.

At some point in the evening a boy will touch the hem of His robe and beg to be healed, beg to be anything other than this;

and He will reach His arms out, sweat-damp, and weary from dance. He'll cup this boy's face in His hand and say,

my beautiful child there is nothing in this heart of yours that ever needs to be healed.