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loteriaheiress replied to your post: i can’t interact with a single person because i’m...
Your icon tho
it’s funny you point it out because i was thinking of changing it
a gay porn blog reblogged my last selfie so i feel like i need to make a few changes
i can’t interact with a single person because i’m still woefully behind on follows but mainly unfollows and im scared
How to help Sudan
Sign this Change.org demanding that “The UN must investigate the 3rd of June human rights violations in Sudan by the Military.” Sign here
This GoFundMe campaign. Donate here
This Facebook campaign aims to raise funds for food and medicine for those in Sudan. Donate here
Raise awareness about the situation by posting blue profile pictures. Here’s why.
Donate to Save the Children, which has been working in Sudan since 1984. Donate here. If you prefer the International Rescue Committee, it has been in Sudan since 1989 fighting malnutrition and helping displaced families. Donate here
“I paint the sky blue…”
— A tweet by Mohamed Mattar. He was shot dead by the RSF in Sudan, as he tried to shield several women in a protest. Blue, his favourite colour was initially spread on social media as a tribute to him, but soon became a symbol of solidarity with protests in Sudan, and is now a representation of Sudanese martyrs. RIP to them all. There is an internet blackout in Sudan preventing any media coverage of the crimes taking place. Please raise awareness.
I STAND WITH SUDAN 💙 يا رب اجعل هذا البلد آمناً
Ps. Be careful where you donate, most of the money reaches the wrong hands & please remember Yemen in your donations too.
I cannot stress the last part enough. If you can donate, it’s great but be extra careful who you donate to. In those kinds horrible situations, there will unfortunately always be people who will try to profit on it. Always take a little extra time to research the charity you donate to and how they plan to use the money to make sure it actually reaches those who need it. Also don’t hesitate to reblog with charities you know are safe.
Do you ever just like flex your foot wrong and it cramps and you’re just like this is it, this is how it ends
“Persephone climbed into her husband’s lap as if it were her throne, as if she never sat anywhere else. Hades, stiff and frightening to eyes of others, let the flower goddess run her fingers through his hair like any love drunk young man tasting the nectar of a woman’s love for the first time. To the world he was an unyielding and merciless king, but for her he was vulnerable and tender.”
— “Sundown,” Chapter 11
a private life is a happy life
i wasn’t meant for this kind of life i feel like i was born mentally a kindly old grandfather figure who exclusively wears chunky handknitted wool sweaters in a variety of equally horrendous shades of brown and thick round wire-rimmed glasses with endearingly crooked frames who’s ready to retire to the english countryside where i keep bees whose honey i use to fill thick glass jars and in delicious baked goods for the local townsfolk and go on long walks on the woodland trails and between the dry stone walls boundaries separating the surrounding fields and farmland with an airheaded but unwaveringly loyal and energetic dog bounding alongside me and tip the cap i wear to hide my thinning hairline at any people and wildlife i pass by but my physical body didn’t quite get the memo and now i have to wait 60 years or so for it to catch up
i always have a compliant about my creaky achey old man body when i login
Charles Piazzi Smyth - The Great Comet of 1843. N.d., 1840s
Never
my toes hurt specifically
me: stutters out fifteen sentence fragments that no-one can make sense of not even me me: you know?
if i am killed by stevie nicks do NOT prosecute her. because she caught ME slipping. that is on ME
i feel seen every time i log in to the dash