Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸

Nothing says "I'm ready for battle" like showing up at the pool party with your poop emoji float. 💩 What air defense doing?

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

@georgian_legion I'm ready.

[Joanna JoJo Fella🇪🇺🇵🇱🌍🇺🇦 @JoaJuan2]

Hey! Yesterday's post had very little visibility 🙁
Please share this tweet! 🙏

📣Another Great opportunity from Fella: weekend of matching donations! 💥
Limit: $2000.

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[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

@NAFOteacher I’m so sorry.

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

@papasobaka @JohnLiniger @antoninaodesssa @tatyanaodesssa The Fellas are with you.

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

@Maks_NAFO_FELLA He will make a great Fella. All he needs is a pikachu suit and a poop-emoji float. 😆

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

@VolodyaTretyak What an honor. He’s a great author!

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

Please help @JoaJuan2 . Even a few dollars will help. Read through her other posts.

[Joanna JoJo Fella🇪🇺🇵🇱🌍🇺🇦 @JoaJuan2]

So, what more can I say about the news... my dental "battle" is one thing, terrifying bills are another... but third and most importantly, it looks like I need to raise $2,000 to pay for my continued treatment 🥺 so if anyone's reading this, please share my pinned tweet. If you can, join the fundraiser.

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

Please help @JoaJuan2 if you can!!

[Joanna JoJo Fella🇪🇺🇵🇱🌍🇺🇦 @JoaJuan2]

Hello🫶🏻
A FEW WORDS ABOUT WHO I AM, WHY AND WHY I NEED TO RUN MY FUNDS COLLECTION.
✍🏻
I've recently been followed by a few new people. Many of you have known me for several years, but I'd like to introduce myself to those who are new here.

My name is Joanna. I am an unsinkable 1990 vintage (apparently one of the best wine vintages in the last 100 years!).

I started my private Twitter account in February 2022 to quickly deliver reliable information from Ukraine to my friends in distant countries and overcome the barrier of disinformation. I was driven by a heartfelt need, as the country of many of my close friends was attacked without reason, and I wanted to help them.

Initially, I started helping my friends who were returning to their homeland and needed equipment. These were small donations for a few pairs of shoes, backpacks, flashlights—the basics. Over time, my work gained momentum, and we created Project 688, thanks to which we were able to save lives on a large scale. Our main goal was to reduce mortality on the battlefield. We equipped medics, provided personal medical equipment for lifesaving, such as tourniquets, and purchased safety equipment, such as thermal imaging. Every life saved in a senseless, brutal war is a treasure.
We also responded to many emergency needs, such as pontoons for rescuers after the flood resulting from the breach of the Kherson dam.
There is no better gift for your own soul than saving another person.

I enjoyed good health, was fulfilling my professional life, and was doing something I considered important to the world. In good times, one doesn't dwell on the disasters that might befall them, so I invested much of my personal wealth in helping others. Unfortunately, this was treacherous...
When you're doing charity work during wartime, you think you're immortal. You ignore the stress and fatigue, and focus on your priorities.
I ignored the symptoms of worsening health, the doctors' warnings about things to check. Until one day, the doctor struck like a bolt from the blue: suspected cancer.
Thus began my own war.
A story of my failures and small victories. My private life toppled like dominoes. One bad news after another.
My mental state deteriorated, culminating in a s**cide attempt. If it weren't for the response of extraordinary people... this story would have ended there.
But no. I have amazing friends around.
They lifted me up from the very bottom and gave me encouragement.

My fight began. During this time, I underwent five major surgeries. Dozens of chemotherapy treatments. I received over 1,000 injections (and counting). I underwent several blood transfusions. I learned that the cancer had metastasized. I experienced horrific complications. My soul, body, and spirit were devastated.

Every day, I lose and regain hope. My strength and motivation are my little treasures. Young children don't deserve to see their mother in such terrible shape and not be able to experience important moments with her. So I fight. But the fight is getting harder and harder. I've sold everything I could, even my exotic plant collection, a family heirloom, and a beloved painting. I have no other options. I can't pay for everything myself. I need help paying for doctor's visits, medications, rehabilitation, and bills. Yes, I have insurance, but unfortunately it doesn't cover everything.

If you've made it this far, please consider donating a few pennies to my collection. And help me fight. Just a little longer. I promise that when I recover, I will repay this debt by saving lives again.

My appearance may change but my heart is still the same inside. The same Joanna.
Thank you.♥️

💰Way to help:

📌Paypal:
email: [email protected]
https://t.co/wfbIiU94U4

📌BMC:
https://t.co/9rLOz8Y1bw

📌IBAN
IBAN: PL78 2490 0005 0000 4000 9776

📌Revolut
Revtag @asiasiaaw

📌Crypto
USDC (if you want other let me know):

0x6C8069bb14C8509254af9AB6fCC3D63CF6736813

📌Online collection:
https://t.co/2Qgy8XRLV7

[Joanna JoJo Fella🇪🇺🇵🇱🌍🇺🇦 @JoaJuan2]

Hello🫶🏻
A FEW WORDS ABOUT WHO I AM, WHY AND WHY I NEED TO RUN MY FUNDS COLLECTION.
✍🏻
I've recently been followed by a few new people. Many of you have known me for several years, but I'd like to introduce myself to those who are new here.

My name is Joanna. I am an unsinkable 1990 vintage (apparently one of the best wine vintages in the last 100 years!).

I started my private Twitter account in February 2022 to quickly deliver reliable information from Ukraine to my friends in distant countries and overcome the barrier of disinformation. I was driven by a heartfelt need, as the country of many of my close friends was attacked without reason, and I wanted to help them.

Initially, I started helping my friends who were returning to their homeland and needed equipment. These were small donations for a few pairs of shoes, backpacks, flashlights—the basics. Over time, my work gained momentum, and we created Project 688, thanks to which we were able to save lives on a large scale. Our main goal was to reduce mortality on the battlefield. We equipped medics, provided personal medical equipment for lifesaving, such as tourniquets, and purchased safety equipment, such as thermal imaging. Every life saved in a senseless, brutal war is a treasure.
We also responded to many emergency needs, such as pontoons for rescuers after the flood resulting from the breach of the Kherson dam.
There is no better gift for your own soul than saving another person.

I enjoyed good health, was fulfilling my professional life, and was doing something I considered important to the world. In good times, one doesn't dwell on the disasters that might befall them, so I invested much of my personal wealth in helping others. Unfortunately, this was treacherous...
When you're doing charity work during wartime, you think you're immortal. You ignore the stress and fatigue, and focus on your priorities.
I ignored the symptoms of worsening health, the doctors' warnings about things to check. Until one day, the doctor struck like a bolt from the blue: suspected cancer.
Thus began my own war.
A story of my failures and small victories. My private life toppled like dominoes. One bad news after another.
My mental state deteriorated, culminating in a s**cide attempt. If it weren't for the response of extraordinary people... this story would have ended there.
But no. I have amazing friends around.
They lifted me up from the very bottom and gave me encouragement.

My fight began. During this time, I underwent five major surgeries. Dozens of chemotherapy treatments. I received over 1,000 injections (and counting). I underwent several blood transfusions. I learned that the cancer had metastasized. I experienced horrific complications. My soul, body, and spirit were devastated.

Every day, I lose and regain hope. My strength and motivation are my little treasures. Young children don't deserve to see their mother in such terrible shape and not be able to experience important moments with her. So I fight. But the fight is getting harder and harder. I've sold everything I could, even my exotic plant collection, a family heirloom, and a beloved painting. I have no other options. I can't pay for everything myself. I need help paying for doctor's visits, medications, rehabilitation, and bills. Yes, I have insurance, but unfortunately it doesn't cover everything.

If you've made it this far, please consider donating a few pennies to my collection. And help me fight. Just a little longer. I promise that when I recover, I will repay this debt by saving lives again.

My appearance may change but my heart is still the same inside. The same Joanna.
Thank you.♥️

💰Way to help:

📌Paypal:
email: [email protected]
https://t.co/wfbIiU94U4

📌BMC:
https://t.co/9rLOz8Y1bw

📌IBAN
IBAN: PL78 2490 0005 0000 4000 9776

📌Revolut
Revtag @asiasiaaw

📌Crypto
USDC (if you want other let me know):

0x6C8069bb14C8509254af9AB6fCC3D63CF6736813

📌Online collection:
https://t.co/2Qgy8XRLV7

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

@JoaJuan2 🤣 Chuck E Cheese is that kind of a nightmare!

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

Please help @JoaJuan2 if you can!

[Joanna JoJo Fella🇪🇺🇵🇱🌍🇺🇦 @JoaJuan2]

Hello🫶🏻
A FEW WORDS ABOUT WHO I AM, WHY AND WHY I NEED TO RUN MY FUNDS COLLECTION.
✍🏻
I've recently been followed by a few new people. Many of you have known me for several years, but I'd like to introduce myself to those who are new here.

My name is Joanna. I am an unsinkable 1990 vintage (apparently one of the best wine vintages in the last 100 years!).

I started my private Twitter account in February 2022 to quickly deliver reliable information from Ukraine to my friends in distant countries and overcome the barrier of disinformation. I was driven by a heartfelt need, as the country of many of my close friends was attacked without reason, and I wanted to help them.

Initially, I started helping my friends who were returning to their homeland and needed equipment. These were small donations for a few pairs of shoes, backpacks, flashlights—the basics. Over time, my work gained momentum, and we created Project 688, thanks to which we were able to save lives on a large scale. Our main goal was to reduce mortality on the battlefield. We equipped medics, provided personal medical equipment for lifesaving, such as tourniquets, and purchased safety equipment, such as thermal imaging. Every life saved in a senseless, brutal war is a treasure.
We also responded to many emergency needs, such as pontoons for rescuers after the flood resulting from the breach of the Kherson dam.
There is no better gift for your own soul than saving another person.

I enjoyed good health, was fulfilling my professional life, and was doing something I considered important to the world. In good times, one doesn't dwell on the disasters that might befall them, so I invested much of my personal wealth in helping others. Unfortunately, this was treacherous...
When you're doing charity work during wartime, you think you're immortal. You ignore the stress and fatigue, and focus on your priorities.
I ignored the symptoms of worsening health, the doctors' warnings about things to check. Until one day, the doctor struck like a bolt from the blue: suspected cancer.
Thus began my own war.
A story of my failures and small victories. My private life toppled like dominoes. One bad news after another.
My mental state deteriorated, culminating in a s**cide attempt. If it weren't for the response of extraordinary people... this story would have ended there.
But no. I have amazing friends around.
They lifted me up from the very bottom and gave me encouragement.

My fight began. During this time, I underwent five major surgeries. Dozens of chemotherapy treatments. I received over 1,000 injections (and counting). I underwent several blood transfusions. I learned that the cancer had metastasized. I experienced horrific complications. My soul, body, and spirit were devastated.

Every day, I lose and regain hope. My strength and motivation are my little treasures. Young children don't deserve to see their mother in such terrible shape and not be able to experience important moments with her. So I fight. But the fight is getting harder and harder. I've sold everything I could, even my exotic plant collection, a family heirloom, and a beloved painting. I have no other options. I can't pay for everything myself. I need help paying for doctor's visits, medications, rehabilitation, and bills. Yes, I have insurance, but unfortunately it doesn't cover everything.

If you've made it this far, please consider donating a few pennies to my collection. And help me fight. Just a little longer. I promise that when I recover, I will repay this debt by saving lives again.

My appearance may change but my heart is still the same inside. The same Joanna.
Thank you.♥️

💰Way to help:

📌Paypal:
email: [email protected]
https://t.co/wfbIiU94U4

📌BMC:
https://t.co/9rLOz8Y1bw

📌IBAN
IBAN: PL78 2490 0005 0000 4000 9776

📌Revolut
Revtag @asiasiaaw

📌Crypto
USDC (if you want other let me know):

0x6C8069bb14C8509254af9AB6fCC3D63CF6736813

📌Online collection:
https://t.co/2Qgy8XRLV7

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

@NatalkaKyiv @tomrava @Kerri970 🥳!!

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

@JoaJuan2 Great photo!

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

@NatalkaKyiv @JoaJuan2 Two please

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

@JoaJuan2 Done ❤️

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

@NatalkaKyiv @JoaJuan2 These are beautiful!

[Natalka @NatalkaKyiv]

💙💛 Dear NAFO fellas,

We’re a family, right? I want to help one of our family members, and I would really appreciate your support.

I would like to help @JoaJuan2. If you’re not familiar with Joanna’s story, please visit her profile.

I’m asking you to participate in a raffle for Joanna, and to boost and share it. 🙏

Each ticket is $5. To enter, please donate to Joanna (info below), post a screenshot of your donation, and my son will select 2 winners on March 8.

Both winners will receive a custom family tree, hand-painted by yours truly.

Each artwork I create is fully personalized to tell your unique family story and preserve it for future generations. See examples of my work below.

Prizes:

• First prize: A family tree with up to 2 full-body portraits and up to 16 headshot portraits ($1,600 value)

• Second prize: A family tree with up to 2 full-body portraits + a wedding photo (if desired), with the rest of the family represented as names on leaves ($800 value)

To donate to Joanna: 🔽
📌 PayPal:
Email: [email protected]
https://t.co/dEBQUgOhzG
📌 Buy Me a Coffee:
https://t.co/C68ZjKAjnD
📌 IBAN:
PL78 2490 0005 0000 4000 9776
📌 Revolut:
Revtag: @asiasiaaw
📌 Crypto (USDC):
0x6C8069bb14C8509254af9AB6fCC3D63CF6736813

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

@JoaJuan2 Your reaction isn’t hysterical. Your reaction is human. You put your trust in all of us, gave us your life story, and some abused that. There will always be people who will question, but it is totally wrong for them to criticize when they don’t know all of your situation.

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

Please help @JoaJuan2 if you can.

[Joanna JoJo Fella🇪🇺🇵🇱🌍🇺🇦 @JoaJuan2]

Hello🫶🏻
A FEW WORDS ABOUT WHO I AM, WHY AND WHY I NEED TO RUN MY FUNDS COLLECTION.
✍🏻
I've recently been followed by a few new people. Many of you have known me for several years, but I'd like to introduce myself to those who are new here.

My name is Joanna. I am an unsinkable 1990 vintage (apparently one of the best wine vintages in the last 100 years!).

I started my private Twitter account in February 2022 to quickly deliver reliable information from Ukraine to my friends in distant countries and overcome the barrier of disinformation. I was driven by a heartfelt need, as the country of many of my close friends was attacked without reason, and I wanted to help them.

Initially, I started helping my friends who were returning to their homeland and needed equipment. These were small donations for a few pairs of shoes, backpacks, flashlights—the basics. Over time, my work gained momentum, and we created Project 688, thanks to which we were able to save lives on a large scale. Our main goal was to reduce mortality on the battlefield. We equipped medics, provided personal medical equipment for lifesaving, such as tourniquets, and purchased safety equipment, such as thermal imaging. Every life saved in a senseless, brutal war is a treasure.
We also responded to many emergency needs, such as pontoons for rescuers after the flood resulting from the breach of the Kherson dam.
There is no better gift for your own soul than saving another person.

I enjoyed good health, was fulfilling my professional life, and was doing something I considered important to the world. In good times, one doesn't dwell on the disasters that might befall them, so I invested much of my personal wealth in helping others. Unfortunately, this was treacherous...
When you're doing charity work during wartime, you think you're immortal. You ignore the stress and fatigue, and focus on your priorities.
I ignored the symptoms of worsening health, the doctors' warnings about things to check. Until one day, the doctor struck like a bolt from the blue: suspected cancer.
Thus began my own war.
A story of my failures and small victories. My private life toppled like dominoes. One bad news after another.
My mental state deteriorated, culminating in a s**cide attempt. If it weren't for the response of extraordinary people... this story would have ended there.
But no. I have amazing friends around.
They lifted me up from the very bottom and gave me encouragement.

My fight began. During this time, I underwent five major surgeries. Dozens of chemotherapy treatments. I received over 1,000 injections (and counting). I underwent several blood transfusions. I learned that the cancer had metastasized. I experienced horrific complications. My soul, body, and spirit were devastated.

Every day, I lose and regain hope. My strength and motivation are my little treasures. Young children don't deserve to see their mother in such terrible shape and not be able to experience important moments with her. So I fight. But the fight is getting harder and harder. I've sold everything I could, even my exotic plant collection, a family heirloom, and a beloved painting. I have no other options. I can't pay for everything myself. I need help paying for doctor's visits, medications, rehabilitation, and bills. Yes, I have insurance, but unfortunately it doesn't cover everything.

If you've made it this far, please consider donating a few pennies to my collection. And help me fight. Just a little longer. I promise that when I recover, I will repay this debt by saving lives again.

My appearance may change but my heart is still the same inside. The same Joanna.
Thank you.♥️

💰Way to help:

📌Paypal:
email: [email protected]
https://t.co/wfbIiU94U4

📌BMC:
https://t.co/9rLOz8Y1bw

📌IBAN
IBAN: PL78 2490 0005 0000 4000 9776

📌Revolut
Revtag @asiasiaaw

📌Crypto
USDC (if you want other let me know):

0x6C8069bb14C8509254af9AB6fCC3D63CF6736813

📌Online collection:
https://t.co/2Qgy8XRLV7

[Ms. Ready-With-My-Float-Fella🌸💩🌸 @marvitarvi]

@JoaJuan2 I am very sorry that you have to deal with this.

[Jack Lopresti @JackLopresti]

I am honoured to begin my service with the 12th Special Forces Brigade “Azov” of the National Guard of Ukraine, a unit that has become a symbol of resilience and uncompromising principle.