Once again, war has returned to Gaza. I am a pharmacist, but my shelves are empty. There are no medicines, no equipment, nothing to ease the pain of those who come to me for help.
People arrive with injuries, infections, and chronic diseases, and I have nothing to offer. I watch their suffering grow, knowing that even the most basic treatment is out of reach.
At home, my family and I cannot sleep. The sounds of bombing shake the walls. Every explosion makes us wonder if we will survive the night. My children cling to me, their eyes full of fear. There is no safe place.
We are exhausted, physically and mentally. Food is running out. Clean water is scarce. Electricity is gone. Every day is a fight to stay alive. And the worst part is that prices have skyrocketed—even if food and vegetables are available, we cannot afford them.
We need help. Donations are essential to provide medical supplies and to help me and my family survive. Life here has become impossible without support.
Please donate at the link on my page.
train !!!!!!
tumblr dont be an ass and load the pictures on my dash and blog challenge (impossible)
another snowy Tango since I'm having a lot of fun drawing him like this lmao
Who else is climbing the walls and so ready for The Magnus Protocol to come back next week!?
everyone meet my wife
First impression (? Perhaps (?
(I dont know if I've made a grammar error this isn't my first language)
I noised the shit out of it which tumblr might not like uuuh-
Also a closeup of Scarecrow cuz I like how I drew him