Continuing My Spn Watch & Wow Dean Is Rlly Just Saying Shit Huh?
continuing my spn watch & wow dean is rlly just saying shit huh?
“you’re always playing the middle, sam.”
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it’s almost like he’s had to his whole life because whenever sam has tried to make a decision it’s been the wrong one. (according to dean, that is)
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"Dear friends, 🥺we are in dire need of your help to support my family who have lost everything beautiful in their lives🇵🇸🇵🇸. They are having a hard time getting basic necessities due to the harsh conditions. 💔💔Any donation or assistance will go a long way in improving their situation and restoring hope to them. Donate $25.💔💔 Thank you for your support and generosity."💔🇵🇸
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Dear Supporter,
I hope this message finds you and your family in good health. My name is Eman Zaqout from Gaza. I am reaching you out to seek your urgent help in spreading the word about our fundraiser. I lost both my home and my job due to the ongoing genocide in Gaza and we are facing catastrophic living conditions. 💔
I kindly ask you to visit my campaign. Your support, whether through donating or sharing, will help us reach more people who can make a difference. Thank you for your continued support for the Palestinian cause. Your dedication brings us closer to freedom. 🙏🕊
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Are you tired 😴 of our news? 🗞️ Has our suffering become just another passing story? For us, this is our life.
We are a family living under the harsh reality of war. My children—Qusai, who is 7 years old; Eileen, who is 5; and Hisham, who is nearly 2—and my husband all share a small tent ⛺️ with me, a space no larger than a single room. In this modest shelter, everything—our kitchen, bathroom, and sleeping area—has to fit, holding our entire lives in just a few square meters.
Sometimes, I wonder if our story has become just another story, another part of the background. But for us, it’s real. My children 🧒 lack clean clothes, enough food, 🥘 and fresh water, 💧 basic needs they deserve like every child. And now, with the biting cold 🥶 of winter ❄️ fast approaching, I find myself fearing for my two-year-old, who has no way to stay warm, no way to shield himself from the coming chill.
For the second year in a row, my children 👧 have not been able to attend school 🏫 . No education, no clear future. As a father, I feel helpless, unable to give them the hope they deserve.
We don’t ask for much. A small gesture, a simple question 🙋 about our well-being, can mean the world to us. Even a little attention🚨 to our story might help us find a way forward. For my children, for our family, we hold out hope that we’re not alone in this struggle.
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While some of you watch the live footage of the bombings of Haifa, so-called Tel Aviv, Jerusalem, and Al Jaleel by Iranian forces I'm sure some of you are puzzled as to the Palestinians in those areas are heard cheering and whistling and celebrating the rockets coming down in their areas.
I just want you to imagine how horrible your life must've been under an occupation for you to celebrate the damage happening to it even if there's a risk to your life, because any damage done to that occupation is one step closer to your freedom.
Please imagine trying to live a daily life of kidnappings and torture from a young age by people who kill your loved ones and, then tell me you wouldn't celebrate rockets falling onto their strongholds after they spent 2 years carpet bombing a besieged city full of your people.
Please don’t skip 🍉🍉🇵🇸🍉🇵🇸 I am Muhammad from Gaza, I am 37 years old. I stand before you as a person trying to support his family of 5: me, my wife, and my three children: Sarah, who is 5 years old; Abboud, 4 years old; Lara is 3 years old. In light of our miserable conditions, my son Abboud contracted hepatitis as a result of drinking contaminated water, and he and Sarah were deprived of their right to enroll in kindergarten, nursery, or other educational institutions. In addition, due to the circumstances and lack of income, necessary benefits such as milk are not provided to baby Lara. My son Aboud has become unable to speak and articulate because of the fear and terror we are experiencing. My source of livelihood was destroyed. I had a store selling children’s clothes, but it was completely destroyed, as we were no longer entitled to work; we expect to live under miserable conditions in tents in Mawasi Khan Yunis.🥹🙏❤️
It is difficult for me to find the words to describe what we face every day in Gaza; without food, medicine, or clean drinking water; with oppression, helplessness, psychological pressures, doubts, and daily trauma caused by everything around us, and the inability to care for our loved ones. Fear of danger, disease and death never leaves us. Now, I find myself in this difficult situation, and I humbly ask for your help to save the lives of my family, especially my children, by getting us out of Gaza or helping us get money to buy medicines or other necessities that we may be able to obtain. Asking for help is not easy, but we had no choice as we wanted to survive and strive to rebuild our shattered lives. We are very grateful for any help you can provide, no matter how small.🇵🇸❤️🫂
https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-support-muhammad-and-his-family-in-khan-yunis?utm_campaign=fp_sh
S4EP15 ★ Death Takes a Holiday
A Mother’s Plea: Help Us Survive and Protect My Unborn Child
My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.
I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.
Today, I am seven months pregnant and living in constant fear for my unborn daughter. I am terrified of the world she will be born into—a world of poverty, hunger, and freezing cold. We’ve been displaced over nine times, carrying nothing but the weight of loss and the hope for survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely shields us from the rain and cold.
How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?
I write to you with a heavy heart, pleading for help. I don’t ask for much, just the chance to give my daughter a safe beginning, a life with warmth and dignity. Every small donation can be a lifeline for us, and even sharing our story can make a difference. Please, help us survive this storm and rebuild our shattered lives.
To donate or support us, here is the link
From the depths of my heart, thank you for your kindness and compassion🥹❤️🙏
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