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🚨 Urgent Appeal: Help Us Escape the War 🚨

Greetings,

My name is Mohammad Abu Swierh, and I’m reaching out to you from Al-Nuseirat, Gaza, where my wife and I are raising our three precious children: Mira, Bakr, and Maria. Our lives have been upended by the relentless conflict that has plagued our home for over 11 months. 💔

The daily reality we face is beyond what words can express. We live with constant fear and uncertainty, and our once-comfortable home has been severely damaged, leaving us to grapple with unimaginable challenges. My children have been deprived of a normal childhood, and we now find ourselves in a desperate struggle for survival. 💔😞

After much thought and heartache, we have made the difficult decision to leave Gaza in search of a better future for our children, a future where they can grow up safe, free from the shadows of war. But we cannot make this journey alone..

Here’s how your support can make a difference:

$20,000: To cover the expenses of leaving Gaza and starting a new life.

$19,000: For a year’s worth of housing, living expenses, and other essentials.

$1,000: Approx. GoFundMe transaction fees.

This is not just about escaping danger; it’s about giving my children a chance to live, to learn, and to hope. Every contribution, no matter the size, brings us one step closer to a life of safety and dignity. 🙏

Your generosity can be the beacon of light that guides us through this dark time. Please consider donating and sharing our story with others who might want to help. 🌹

From the depths of our hearts, thank you for standing with us. ❤️🍉

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William: Very controlling, obsession/worship/jealousy/hatred towards his best friend, responsible for various murders, an asshole by all metrics

Henry: Widely regarded as being the best at his job, passivity towards William's actions, should have done something before shit hit the fan, did not until too late, was personally affected by William

Jimmy: Very controlling, obsession/worship/jelausy/hatred towards his best friend, responsible for various murders and assault, an asshole by all metrics

Curly: Widely regarded as being the best at his job, passivity towards Jimmy's actions, should have done something before shit hit the fan, did not and then couldn't help anyone afterwards, was personally affected by Jimmy

Pony express and Fazbear Entertainment: Cartoonishly evil capitalist corporations, willing to endanger employees to make a profit, their actions are not the main source of horror but a backdrop that helps no one and makes things worse.

I will never forget the despicable pinkwashing, racism & islamphobia that have been used to justify Palestinian genocide & white supremacy. They'll throw you off the skyscraper in Gaza they said, you wouldn't have rights as a queer person in Palestine they said. As if Palestinians are a monolith, as if they're just incapable of being hospitable and kind- as if they cant be queer, as if they aren't humans with names, lives, dreams, hopes-

Am not Palestinian, I am Jordanian Syrian. Born, raised, lived, in SWANA, its not perfect, but it is home. MY home. My traditional food my language my family my community. The land that shaped me and many others like me that we swore to fight for. Palestinians aren't any different, they will never stop fighting for their home.

No queer liberation without Palestinian liberation. We aren't free until ALL of us are free.

I hope they get to watch the beautiful sunset above the sea. I hope he gets to kiss Younus, after he lives a long, long life.

*2025 kindergarten roll call* benrey?

If all a corrupt politician has to do is say that "they are in favor of Palestine" to have the support of the people, then the people are stupid as fuck.

If you can't distinguish a lie from a sincere feeling, you need help.

Anyway, that fact that Maduro "won" again the elections is not something to celebreate, and im done with people, from USA mainly, saying they are happy just bc the man said "Free Palestine" a couple of days before the elections. And Im saying this as a pro palestine person. If you are from a english speaking country and you have no idea whats going on over here please shut up. We don't need uneducated opinions.

I hug my venezuela brothers and sisters in these hard times.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian babies that were left to starve to death then rot in their beds by the IOF.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian doctors surrounded by bodies of dead children begging the world to stop the slaughter.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian children who held a press conference in English to beg the world to stop murdering them because they want to live.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Priest who said "We will not accept your apology after the genocide" to the world.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Imam who used the speakers of the Mosque, not to call people to prayer but to call out to God while the world around them was burning from American supplied Israeli bombs.

I'm never forgetting the grandfather who held his dead grandchild in his arms. Or the father carrying the remains of his two children in plastic shopping bags. Or the mother holding her dead child in a shroud. Or the father sitting among the rubble after he lost his whole family. Or the girl trapped under a broken building begging for people to save her family first. Or the boy who cried when he saw his brother alive. Or the girl who asked if she was still alive after being pulled from the rubble. Or the boy who carried the remains of his brother in his backpack. Or the old man the IOF used for a photoshoot before they shot him dead after getting pictures. Or the little boy wearing plastic gloves to pick up the remains of his family. Or the graves desecrated. Or the body of that small baby girl left alone in a tent because no one knew who she was or if her family was alive, small and alone and not one person who knew her name to bury her. Or the young boy who was shot in the street while his sister watched from the window. Or the men and boys who were stripped naked in winter. Or those tortured. Or those made to stand in open graves. Or the people who were raped by IOF soldiers. Or Palestinian workers kidnapped by the IOF and then labeled with wristbands, each one reduced to a number, then made to walk back to Gaza to be killed in the world's largest open air concentration camp. Or the people of Gaza starving because Israeli Zionists are blocking aid trucks. Or the Israelis dancing and celebrating the death of Palestinians. Or the lies spread by Zionists and their supporters. Or the people profiting off the oppression and deaths of Palestinians. Or the people of the West Bank being killed or kidnapped by the IOF. Or old woman who was older than the creation of the terror state of "Israel" who was shot by snipers for saying that. Or the Israelis dressed up as Palestinians to enter a hospital and kill three Palestinians in their beds. Or every single Palestinian currently kept in an Israeli prison. Or the journalists, doctors, poets, men, women, children, and the unborn all massacred. Or the fact that WCNSF exists now. Or the woman who refused to wash the blood from her hands. Or the dead, unburied and unmourned.

I'm never forgetting those who chose silence in the face of a genocide.

I may not know all their names but I will not forget the over 30,000 Palestinians dead. Or the over 60, 000 people hurt. Or the unknown number of people missing, still lost under the rubble. Or the 12,000 children slaughtered. An entire generation crippled or murdered.

I will never forget these things when Palestine is free.