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“you’re everything i want and i’m all you dread” - sour breath

“just let the silence swallow me up, the ring in my ears tastes like blood. asking aloud, ‘why you leavin?’ but the pavement won't answer me” - something

“and i haven't been takin' my meds, lock all the cabinets, send me to bed ‘cause i know you're still worried i’m gonna get scared 'cause i’m alone again, and i don't like the things i see” - go home

“but i’ve kissed enough bathroom sinks to make up for the lovers that never loved me” - go home

“you’re gonna run when you find out who i am, i know i’m a pile of filthy wreckage you will wish you never touched. you’re gonna run when you find out who i am, you’re gonna run, you’re gonna run, it’s alright, everybody does” - everybody does

“the gruesome beauty of your face in everyone i meet” - heatwave

“i always want to tell the truth but it never seems like the right time to be serious enough. i’m sorry, i’m making myself cry, how long do i have until i’ve spent up everyone's goodwill?” - favor

“i can see myself inside your bloodshot eyes, wondering if you can see yourself in mine, or do you just see me? and of me what you want to see? - bloodshot (i love this song so very much)

“i wish you’d come over, not to stay, just tell me i was your biggest mistake to my face and then leave me alone in an empty apartment, face down in the carpet. i wish you’d hurt me, it’s the mercy i can’t take” - song in E

Hello, my name is Areej Kassab. I’m a 27-year-old English teacher and writer from Gaza, and I’m reaching out to you with a heavy heart and a desperate plea for support. My family and I are enduring unimaginable hardships as relentless bombings devastate our home and our dreams.

We are a family of 15—10 adults and 5 children. Every day is a battle for survival. Food is scarce, humanitarian aid is not reaching us, and my little nieces and nephews go to bed hungry. Among them is my sister, who is deaf, and another sister who has a newborn baby. They, too, are suffering in this crisis, and I’m doing everything I can to protect and provide for them.

💔 A Life in Ruins The war has robbed us of everything: safety, peace, and even the hope of a future here. My family’s needs are basic yet critical—food, clean water, diapers for the babies, gas for cooking, and other essentials to make it through each day.

With rising prices and limited access to necessities, we are struggling to provide even the most basic items. My sister’s home has been destroyed, and we are working together to ensure everyone has shelter, food, and warmth.

✨ My Plea for Your Support ✨ I’m a writer, and I’ve been documenting the harsh realities faced by my community under siege. But words can only do so much. We need action, and we need help. Your kindness can save us.

🙏 How You Can Help

Donate: Every contribution, no matter how small, brings us closer to securing the essentials we desperately need.

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Your support will help provide food for the children, clean water for my family, and basic supplies to help us survive this unimaginable crisis.

Thank you for reading, for caring, and for standing in solidarity with us. Together, we can create a lifeline for my family—a chance to live, to dream, and to hope again.