I don't know how much longer I can keep... telling my little boy, "Everything will be okay." Donations have almost stopped, and with them, Mohammed's chance to continue his life-saving heart treatment is slipping away. I am a father separated from my wife and children for nearly three years. I watch my son fight for his life from afar, unable to hold him or protect him. Please, don't let his story disappear. If you can't donate, share his plea. One repost could reach the person who saves his life. ❤️🙏🍉🔗show more

My little boy, Taim, is fading away in my... arms... fever, malnutrition, and a harsh cough are consuming his fragile body, while his brother Hani tries to comfort him with his innocence. I have no medicine, no means to save him-only your compassionate hearts. Save Taim's life... before I lose him. Donate link : ⤵️ Please 🙏 Donateshow more

🙏My friends, I haven't talked much about my other... fundraiser in a while. I have told you life is unbearable in North 🇵🇸#Gaza.❤️‍🩹Life has been unbearable for months and I don't know how we keep going. To say prices for food and other necessities like soap are unreasonable, is an understatement. What they ask for the most basic canned food is infuriating. And it gets worse every week! We need your financial support to get through this, my friends. My brother-in-law Mahmoud wants to leave with my family and his wife as soon as the border reopens. My fundraiser right now is meant to help him get to Egypt. But we are getting to the point where prices are so high and donations are so slow, we will need to cut into his fund. It breaks my heart, my friends. I don't want him and his lovely wife to stay behind. Will you please help us out, so we can help Mahmoud? If you can't donate, will you please share my tweet? 🙏🫂❤️‍🩹 🚨🆘️🐾🙏🐾🫂show more

My heart is breaking as I write this… Milo... is very sick and fighting for his life right now. He needs urgent medical treatment, and I can’t do this alone. I have tried everything I can, but without support, I’m afraid I may lose him. Please donate to our link in bio 🙏show more

I don't want my plea to go unanswered… Imagine... if this child were your own, suffering before your eyes and you couldn't afford his treatment. If you can't help, sharing this appeal might reach someone who can. Please keep my son in your prayers.Donate⬇️show more

my father worked most his life to support those... around him. his family, his siblings, his parents, his extended family. he didn’t have much, but he always did his best. he gave so much to everyone around him, it even caused fights between him and mum. he is a giver. truly a kind man. my father taught me mathematics in JS1, and all through secondary school i carried math prize. from JS1 to SS3. his math lessons laid the foundation for the engineering mind i have today. i also represented my school in competitions and olympiads. came fourth nationwide in one of them. how he had the patience to teach me all those years ago, even when his life was filled with stress and responsibilities i knew nothing about. my dad is one of those who inspired me to excel from a young age. a true great man. Happy Father’s Day!!show more

Childhood in Gaza is stolen every single day, yet... despite deprivation and suffering, the innocence and humanity of our children remain alive. The world has abandoned us to face a machine of war that burned everything, destroyed our homes, took countless innocent lives, and left wounds in our hearts that will never heal. The pain of betrayal crushes us with every breath. My son Hani watches his little brother Tim suffer from high fever and severe nausea caused by a dangerous virus spreading with no medicine and no proper care, while life-saving drugs are deliberately kept from entering Gaza. All my child could do was try to protect his brother with makeshift masks and desperate alternatives that can never replace treatment. I write with my heart before my pen, pleading with every compassionate soul in this world: please save my son Tim, help me afford his costly treatment, for my entire life depends on keeping him alive. Please help me through the link below by donating, even a little. Your little means life for my child Tim, and it makes the difference between losing him or keeping him alive. 💔🙏 🔗 [ ]show more

my sweet dibs went to doggy heaven yesterday. he... spent his last few days in his backyard looking at the sunshine and surrounded and visited by his forever people. there are no words to articulate his role in my life, but i couldn’t have done the last ten years without him, and he will always be my soul dog…and i pray and believe we’ll find each other in every life. his love and reach can’t be captured in an instagram photo dump, or in a caption, but here’s a look at some happy from dibs. thank you for loving him so loudly with me. i feel like the luckiest girl in the world that i got to be his dog mom, greatest gift of my life.show more

🔴 Joshua Zirkzee vows to fight for his future... at Manchester United as Bournemouth prepare move In a heartfelt interview, Joshua Zirkzee opened up about his desire to stay and fight at Manchester United. 🗣️ “My sole desire was to come here and have the best time of my life. I want to contribute and help the club in any way I can. I hear the criticism, but I won’t let it weigh me down. I will keep fighting for every inch.” The Dutch striker also revealed he draws huge inspiration from Wayne Rooney, saying watching him gives him a real boost. Meanwhile, Bournemouth are ready to sign Joshua Zirkzee if they sell Eli Junior Kroupi. Manchester United could let him go for £25-30 million. Should Manchester United sell Joshua Zirkzee or keep him and let him fight for his place?show more

"My dad forgot my name last Thursday. He looked... at me for a long time and I could see him trying and I smiled and said it's okay Dad and meant it and didn't mean it. Yesterday I brought Bruno to visit. Dad was in his recliner staring at the window the way he does when he's somewhere we can't follow. Bruno walked in. Dad turned. And his whole face — his whole face — became the face I grew up with. He reached out both hands. He said Bruno's name perfectly. Clearly. No hesitation. He said it the way you say the name of something you have loved so long it lives below the place the disease can reach." He held Bruno's face in both hands for a long time. He talked to him. Full sentences. Things I haven't heard from him in months. He said — "There's my boy. There he is. I knew you'd come." I sat in the corner of that room and I let them have it and I didn't make a sound because some things are not for witnessing loudly. My dad has Alzheimer's. Some days he knows me. Some days he is somewhere I cannot find him. But he always knows Bruno. Every single visit. Every single time. Bruno walks in and my father comes back to the surface like something in him refuses to forget the one who never left. I don't know what that is. I don't know the name for it. I just know that Bruno walks into that room and my father says his name and for a few minutes I have my dad back. That's everything. Some days that's just everything. Drop a ❤️ for Dad. And for Bruno who finds him every single time in places I can't reach.show more

If I die before my dog, please let him... see my body. To him, I am his entire world, and he understands death more than we can imagine. If he senses my departure, he will grieve and remember me in peace. But if he never sees me again, he might think I abandoned him, waiting eternally for my return. If I die before my faithful companion, allow him to say goodbye to me. He deserves that closure, because we shared life in silences and glances, in moments of profound companionship. He wasn't just a dog; he was a friend, a guardian, and an extension of my being. Let him smell, understand, and grieve, because in this way his heart will find peace and his spirit can rest in tranquility, knowing that I didn't simply leave him. In his nobility, he would continue searching for me endlessly, but let him know that my love remains. In this way, perhaps, he can find his peace and a new beginning…show more

A heartbreaking choice between milk and diapers… Because of... the unbearable prices of both, I was left with no option. I am desperately trying to provide the basics of life for my children, especially my newborn baby Ali, who was born in the midst of war. My baby has been deprived of his simplest rights… milk and diapers. Today, I had to make the painful decision to give up diapers for the sake of milk, because simply, milk is vital for his survival. But I found no other way except to put a plastic bag on him as a substitute for diapers—leaving him with painful rashes on his fragile skin. I am completely helpless in front of my little one’s suffering. The only thing that can help me overcome this crisis is your donations. Please, help with whatever you can to save this little angel… And leave a ❤️ in the comments so this post can reach more people. 🧷show more

My toddler's cancer is back, now in his brain.... From two to three, he fought bravely. We celebrated a cancer-free third birthday, and now he must fight again to reach his fourth. I'm heartbroken. I can't kiss this boo-boo better or prevent his pain and suffering. This is the only life he knows; he doesn't understand. I must be strong for him, smile to hide the tears, and ensure he lives his best life possible. He's a little boy who only wants to play; he shouldn't be stuck in a hospital bed day and night with no end in sight. Say a prayer or send positive vibes, please. 🎗️ Remember to hug your kids and make sure they feel loved, because our time is uncertain. 💛🎗️💫💪😭 Grokshow more

Dear friends 🙏😭 I know you are really tired... me and you don't want to look at my ugly cat,I have only a few hours to save this innocent cat he doesn't deserve a happy Life,we are looking for only $3600 to make adifference in his life please save us🙏 • link in bioshow more

Hi, this is my part of my story attached.... I’m looking for donations to move abroad for my own safety and to be able to finally live with my son who lives abroad to stop social services taking him. They took my daughter when I spoke out about being a victim of Pakistani grooming gangs who raped me from 12yrs old. So I had my son abroad to stop them taking him also and for his own protection away from the rape gangs who also got me pregnant at 13 with my eldest son. I have to pay for everything for my 4yr old son, like school, food, clothing and medical bills. This is my story I constantly have to move because I'm found, I’ve had to move 15/16 times in 7/8yrs because I’m constantly found by the men who raped me from 12yrs old. If you’re in a position to help support me and my son we would be very grateful. Thank you 💗 please retweetshow more

Tears in my eyes... A mother who sacrificed everything-her... sleep, dreams & life-so her son could rise. Today, he salutes her in uniform, the woman who made him who he is. This salute is his silent promise: "Ma, everything I am, I owe to you." ❤️ Parents truly pray for our success more than their own.show more

Dear Everyone, The last few days have been hell.... Losing Kiyo has not been easy and I’m not ok. Kiyo gave me the best time of my life. The level of joy you brought into my word and any space he was able to exist in was incomparable. Kiyo was my lover, my best friend, and my truth. He truly saw me for who I was and I saw him for who he was. I didn’t just love him, I believed in him, prayed for his victory. I cared for him. Who would have thought that bringing back a piece of Tupperware would invite me into the world of the purest, kindest soul in the world. Kiyo would do anything for anyone. He was my hero and I was his. We both kept our capes on for each other whenever we needed to save the other person. I am grateful that I got to experience a love like his. I am grateful I got to spend some of the best moments of my life with him. I am grateful that even I grieve I still feel his warmth and care. Kiyo taught me be more patient and understanding and no matter how we came into this world and no matter how bad the world treated us, it doesn’t give us the right to exact that same unkindness to others. He loves animals, anime, a good meal, Steven Universe, a really inappropriate joke, and you never had to guess how he felt about you. As he was goofy he was charming. I still feel his hands interlocked into mine and he was fearless. He loved like no other man I have met in this world could. The first night we reconnected he gave my cat Patrick the middle name Bayard. He gave me first Christmas full of love and laughs. The first man in my life to actually pay attention to me and surprise me with gifts that he knew I would love and were true to who I was as a nerd. Anytime I could get it, I was with him. He had full access to my home and my heart. To Mike and Rico thank you for always being there for him and caring for him, Mike you coming into town in March really lit him up. First time I got to dance with him. Rico thank you for taking him to there museum. He loved every moment of it. All he could do was rave about how much made his day. To Tony, his wife and his gaming community on Destiny 2, thank you for being patient with my baby and giving him space to be man that he was and to his Dad and his brothers. He loved y’all more than you know. All he wanted was for y’all to be ok. And to all his true friends and loved ones know that he always thought of y’all. I will never say goodbye to Kiyoki-D’Andre Marcel Toliver, I will say see you later because no matter where you are I know you are watching me because what we had was Immortal. As I grieve I will try to give any notice on his memorial service which will be in NYC because his grandmother sent him here to find the best version of himself and I know he truly did. I want to share this video I made months ago because I was so proud of the man I had. I want to share also the last video he took of me before we went to Brooklyn Comic-Con. If there are typos forgive me.show more

Ever since he bought this mini truck from us....On... a daily the youngman send me video of the motor at work....and keeps telling me he hustle so hard to better his life....It pushed me to do for him what I have never done for any of my customers, which is buying him fuel... I sent him money to put 20 liters of fuel as my support for his new hustle...He went to filling station, still took a video of him getting the fuel for his motor and sent to me to verify and confirm that he bought the fuel i gave him money for... I wish him well and i pray may his hard work be rewarded massively.show more

How a married man who I was in a... committed relationship with for 9 years d¥mped me to relocate abroad with his family after I had 18 ab%rtions and almost lost my life during the 19th one — GenZ Baddie - O.tikiitanshow more

TOGETHER WITH AHOF FORVER: JL reflected on the significance... of the concert, sharing that it was his first time stepping inside the Mall of Asia Arena and that his family was in the audience to watch him perform. JL further shared how grateful he is to have found members with whom he can share both his life and his journey as an artist. “I was really, really happy that I’ve found members in my life that I can be together with. I never thought we’ll be a person who gave a lot of comfort to people like you. I am really happy we’ve made a family together… I hope we’re together no matter what happens.” #THE_FIRST_SPARK_IN_MANILA APPLEWOOD APPLEWOOD PHILIPPINESshow more