Shout out to anyone that ever made a character that’s a ‘Secret
Government experiment’ that escapes the lab and is now wanted and
misunderstood.
That’s top tier character design, thank you.
In front of you is a tissue box, a wrench, and a slice of cheese. I believe what you have to do here is clear, so I won’t waste your precious time explaining it. Live or die, make your choice.
Our house in Gaza was bombed, we escaped to #Rafah, and now Rafah is being evacuated, and my mother lives on the sand without shelter, not even a tent 😭😭
As you can see, her hand injury is getting worse due to the lack of food and medicine, causing her to have spasms in her extremities 💔💔
Please, my mother is in danger, help her get out to a safe area before it is too late🙏
Please share and donate, believe me every single dollar will make a difference and save my family life😔🙏
this is a vetted fundraiser which as of today (05/10/24) has reached £4,080/ £6,000. if you feel hopeless and helpless because of the situation in Gaza please think of the positive impact your donation could have. you could be saving her mother’s life! even a small sum helps.
btw the thing she couldn’t ignore was someone calling her out for saying anti-depressants/hormone therapy are only perscribed by lazy doctors
Update:
J.K. Rowling is apparently now filing a defamation lawsuit against someone who made fun of her for saying this, which means its time to spread this like wildfire!
im able to understand the humor in the cyber truck sucking ass in a historical context. as though i am from the future. imagine learning about this. the first “cyber truck” just sucks absolute dick. people mistake it for a dumpster. it will kill you if it has the opportunity. this is a futurama gag.
In fact the organic protest was carried out by a teenage Claudette Colvin. She was dark skinned and pregnant so the NAACP didn’t want to use her as the face for the movement. It was mostly for their image-based activism but also it protected her. She still got involved with the movement though just not front and center.
She’s alive today. None of the horrors and indignities we faced are that long ago and many are still ongoing.
alright, making a second post just because of how wretched the experience of me trying to find a job has been
it has been close to a year since i was fired from my previous job, and i haven’t been able to find work since so i have been living off my savings for that long.
Despite that i have been doing my best to actually enjoy what i can in life, even if that has meant making financial decisions that realistically would’t be the best at the moment.
My visit to my girlfriend helped the building stress that i have had since then but unfortunately it has returned with seeing just how hard it is to get a job. It would’ve been nice i didn’t have to exchange that joy for shortening how long i can still say i have money
I know my savings won’t last forever, and especially since there is a planned *move* over to her some time in the near future. I would prefer to have the option to go without too much hassle or burdening those who i am living with with too many of the things i can’t bring. That’s just assuming my savings will even last long enough for it to stay a real consideration instead of it turning back into something that was once impossibly far away.
I hate how the more time goes by it starts feeling more and more impossible for me to be back safely. I know it’s safer for me there and it just highlighted how alone i feel here, but i am holding n with everything i have until i am back in her arms again and to stay
I don’t regret my actions up to now, but i think that it would be preferred if i could be able to more comfortably say i can at least get to somewhere i want to be instead of this growing hellscape that was both through other’s actions and my own.
I know that the money could go to better places than me, and likewise i hate asking to begin with, but here’s a ko-fi link: https://ko-fi.com/a_sentient_cup
Throughout the first five months of the war, both my big sister and my sister in law had been pregnant. They had to endure constant displacement and unspeakable horrors on top of pregnancy discomforts. The few times I was able to reach my sister, she would keep praying not to go into labor before that nightmarish reality ended.
Sadly, things did not go her way. The war was raging when she gave birth to beautiful baby Ossama, and it still is ongoing. Almost at the same time my brother and his wife had sweet baby twin girls, Ritaj and Rital. The three little angels are rocked to sleep by the sound of bombs and buzzing drones instead of lullabies. Due to the unsanitary conditions in their tent and formula scarcity, the newborns have been constantly suffering from acute respiratory infections as well as slow weight gain. The only medical care they were getting was that of an overcrowded field hospital with limited resources, and even that is now denied to them as my family has been forcibly evacuated again from Rafah to Khan Yunis where nothing is left but rubble.
As you may well know, many babies in Gaza are lost while waiting for consideration. The doctors previously insisted that the little ones would fail to thrive and fully recover if they stayed in the same unhealthy environment.
Despite everything, these babies are a source of hope and strength for us. Please don’t let them fade away. My family is barely holding on for their sake and that of their older brothers and sisters.
We would be forever grateful for any kind of support.
Please donate if possible and reblog as often as you can 🙏
oh! i should totally tell them about- *glances at my “am i being annoying” meter in the corner of my vision* …i often find such peace in silent reflection 😌
minecraft “i can’t remember where i put anything” asmr
[sound of chest opening] [sound of chest closing]
[sound of chest opening] [sound of chest closing]
[sound of chest opening] [sound of chest closing]
[sound of chest opening] [sound of chest closing]
[sound of chest opening] [sound of chest closing]
[sound of chest opening] [sound of chest closing]
reminder that donating just a few $ to gofundme campaigns actually helps, you don’t have to donate huge amounts if you don’t have the funds, every little bit is useful. give $10, $5, even $1. it all adds up. don’t scroll past because you think you can’t help. help in your own capacity. donate a dollar. share and speak up.
here are a few gofundme links that still need a lot of help
If everyone who reblogs this post donates $5 (which I now know is the minimum you can donate on gofundme) to at least one of these, think about how fast we can help them all reach their respective goals
Since I made this post less than 24 hours ago we’ve collectively raised over $2000, and a lot of those donations were in the amount of $5-10. Keep sharing and keep donating. There is strength in numbers, and if those in power won’t help we still have to do what we can. Small numbers add up. Thank you all for doing what you can. It does make a difference.
i was so good at this water sort mobile game and i’m stuck on level like 348 and i’m convinced this one is impossible. i was stuck on it for weeks like a year ago and then quit and came back to it recently with a new hunger and vengeance and it’s kicking my ass i swear
it’s just not possible.
i take back every bad thing i ever said about this website
Hey, so I’ve been seeing quite a few of those posts that are something along the lines of: “if I get x notes I’ll come out to my homophobic/transphobic/bigoted in some way parents/family/friends/etc”
PLEASE. DO NOT COME OUT UNLESS YOU KNOW OR ARE DECENTLY SURE YOUR FAMILY/FRIENDS/ETC ARE SUPPORTIVE AND THAT YOU WILL BE SAFE.
This is for the best. Put your safety over your wanting to be out. As someone who came out because they felt obligated to in a not-so-safe home environment, don’t do it unless you’re sure you’ll be safe and supported. I (and many other folks) want the best for you.
Stay safe out there, and good luck. I wish you the best.
It’s always kind of funny when I go to reblog something from someone and tumblr tells me I’m not allowed because I’m blocked and then I look at the url and I have absolutely no recollection of any conflict I may have had with that person.
Like. The options are limited. Either A: I blocked that person for being a shithead on anon or B: they blocked me for a reason I do not know. Did one of my posts offend them? Were the vibes just off? Did someone tell them some mostly bullshit rumor about me? The world may never know.
Anyway if you ever tag me in someone else’s post and then I don’t reblog or comment on it there’s a good chance I either didn’t see it bc tumblr eats my mentions OR that this exact situation happened.
Sometimes I’ll notice an unfamiliar user has me blocked, and then I’ll take a look at their blog to see if I’ve ever interacted with them, and 99% of the time I haven’t, but their blog is filled with super radfemmy anti-transmasc posts. So I think I know why I’m blocked for those people lol
Depending on the blog it might be a similar thing with the people blocking you, because I have seen weird anti-transmasc blocklists going around again.
We are witnessing the grotesque reality of the martyred Palestinians and thousands of their massacred children being written off as mere afterthoughts. The way western media outlets steadfastly refuse to call the Israeli aggression and onslaught for what it is, which is genocide and ethnic cleansing, is just another way of dehumanizing Palestinians.
Imagine extrapolating “oh my God” > “oh my gods” to other popular Christian and Christian-adjacent oaths. Good lords. Jesuses Christ.
In love with the idea that plural Jesus is the same as plural general surgeon
Treating Jesus Christ as an adjective-noun phrase where “Jesus” is the noun and “Christ” is the adjective isn’t terribly uncommon. I’ve actually met Christians who insist upon the American English word ordering and always say “Christ Jesus” instead of “Jesus Christ”, which I probably find more amusing than I should.
Christ is the adjective. It means “anointed.” That’s where the “oily Josh” thing comes from.
If you’re being a prescriptivist, sure, but from a descriptive standpoint it varies a lot. In practice, English-speaking Christians sometimes treat “Christ” as a title or adjective and sometimes treat “Christ” as (part of) a personal name. Even most English translations of the Bible wobble back and forth on this point, sometimes within the same passage.
Honestly my favorite construction on this point is the incredibly rare “Jesus THE Christ”
I’m reposting this with a link to some sources from the OP, btw; I’m sorry for not tagging them, but Tumblr won’t let me and I’m guessing it’s a privacy settings thing.
The James somerton stuff is so wild. It feels like an old tale of internet drama from the live journal days or something. I feel like I should be listening to strange aeons talk about it in the past tense not like a thing I should be living through with all the names being recognisable YouTubers I watch instead of some obscure harry potter reference.
20 years from now I will finally make a video about James Somerton
ALT
