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Fat aros are amazing. Fat aces are amazing. Fat demisexuals are amazing. Fat demiromantics are amazing. Fat gray a-specs are amazing. Fat a-specs are all amazing, every last one!
Capitalism produces scarcity artificially where there is none.
There are enough houses.
There is enough food (in fact there’s currently massive amounts of “overproduced” grain being left to rot)
There is enough water.
Even without changing the horribly designed production systems, there is no real shortage. People don’t starve, have no fresh water, have no houses to live in, etc. because there are not enough of these things. People don’t have access because capitalism denies them it.
There’s enough to share for everyone. It’s not a zero sum game for poor and oppressed peoples.
but the violence that protects it.
nike cutting up shoes, clothing shredded, dumping tons of food away, expiration dates (that are mostly to have a justification to throw away food -> couldve just been given away instead), etc.
if an employee tries to just take the shoes instead of destroying them for personal enjoyment or donation then they wouldve been fired and arrested for stealing property.
if an employee eats food at the job or takes food that was supposed to be thrown away home or to donate they can be fired and arrested.
if a homeless person sleeps in a vacant house, they can be arrested. hell a homeless person could be out in the fucking cold in winter and capital would rather them die in the street than sleep in their buildings all protected by cops on the behest of property owners.
this is why cops are bastards. they always serve the interests of capital before the people, property is theft, and how capitalism is violence
people with bpd have valid thoughts and feelings <3
people with bpd are important and valuable <3
people with bpd do not deserve irrational hatred directed at them <3
people with bpd are not inherently scary or evil <3
sane people can be cruel. people with bpd can be kind.
hatred is not a mental illness, sane people are not special snowflakes incapable of irrational feelings of superiority!
Yoga won’t cure my borderline, brenda.
anyways i hate that neurotypicals have ruined getting to have fidget toys in class for neurodivergent students, because they went around treating them as actual toys and causing class distractions
hey guys its charlie. im 19 years old, afro-latinx, nonbinary, disabled and mentally ill (diagnosed major depression, generalized anxiety, bpd and ocd). i hate myself for doing this but i have no other options
im in an abusive home. my mom has emotionally abused me for as long as i can remember, neglecting my physical and emotional needs and favoring my sister always, and manipulating me heavily.
i wont go into detail, but a few weeks ago we got into a physical alteration in which she puched me in the face repeatedly.
if you’ve known me for more than two years, you’ll know I attempted suicide because of her just a while ago. im not safe here. my mental health is declining at an alarming rate and i dont know what to do.
I’ve been trying to look for a job here in PR so i can save enough money to move to the states, away from her, but if you’ve heard about the economy here, you know its getting even worse. my long distance boyfriend is helping, but he has his own living expenses and understandably cant spend it all on me.
if you have anything, even if its $1, my paypal is [email protected]
its the only form of income my mom doesn’t monitor. please please help me. i’ll draw you, or write you a poem, or paint you something. if u wanna see my work, message me.
again, im in serious danger here. i dont know the next time shes gonna try to beat me up, and i havent been eating so much so i dont have the strength to fight her back. i don’t know what i might do. my bf had to talk me off a ledge just last night.
i love u, if u cant donate, please reblog this. 💗
so you split on your fp... now what?
I made this simple help sheet for what steps to take when splitting! I hope it helps at least someone out there.
bless you, op.
hey guys its charlie. im 19 years old, afro-latinx, nonbinary, disabled and mentally ill (diagnosed major depression, generalized anxiety, bpd and ocd). i hate myself for doing this but i have no other options
im in an abusive home. my mom has emotionally abused me for as long as i can remember, neglecting my physical and emotional needs and favoring my sister always, and manipulating me heavily.
i wont go into detail, but a few weeks ago we got into a physical alteration in which she puched me in the face repeatedly.
if you’ve known me for more than two years, you’ll know I attempted suicide because of her just a while ago. im not safe here. my mental health is declining at an alarming rate and i dont know what to do.
I’ve been trying to look for a job here in PR so i can save enough money to move to the states, away from her, but if you’ve heard about the economy here, you know its getting even worse. my long distance boyfriend is helping, but he has his own living expenses and understandably cant spend it all on me.
if you have anything, even if its $1, my paypal is [email protected]
its the only form of income my mom doesn’t monitor. please please help me. i’ll draw you, or write you a poem, or paint you something. if u wanna see my work, message me.
again, im in serious danger here. i dont know the next time shes gonna try to beat me up, and i havent been eating so much so i dont have the strength to fight her back. i don’t know what i might do. my bf had to talk me off a ledge just last night.
i love u, if u cant donate, please reblog this. 💗
Black lives matter
My first response to hearing ‘black lives matter’ was to say “all lives matter” - which as a white woman looks a lot like joining in the rhetoric of ‘all lives matter and my life matters more than yours’ but that is not what i meant.
When i said all lives matter i meant:
Black lives matter too much for us to not cry when they end too soon, from drug abuse or police brutality or gang warfare or suicide.
I meant that North Korean lives matter too much for us to continue ignoring their cries for help.
I meant muslim lives matter too much for us to let terrorism win and oppress a whole religion and all the cultures within that.
I meant third-world lives matter too much for us to continue to rape their cultures and countries and not give them the chance to grow.
I meant that refugee lives matter too much for us to turn them away at our doors.
I meant that female lives matter too much for us to systematically repress them.
I mean that male lives matter too much for us to systematically repress their emotions.
I meant that LGBT lives matter too much for us to continue letting them end their own lives, or being kicked out of their homes, towns, countries.
And i meant so much more besides.
So please, if you hear me say “all lives matter” know i am not detracting from your cause. Know i am fighting at your side. Know i have your back. Know that i cry for your pain.
Because when i say all lives matter
I mean Every. Single. One.
my favorite thing about the spanish harry potter translation is that instead of calling voldemort “the dark lord,” they call him señor tenebroso, which basically means “mr. spooky”
bringing this back because it’s time LOL
Gonna be reblogging this literally every other day until the last day of April 😂😂
instead of "Ask me", I want you to tell me your story
Tell me about:
Why you’re single
How’s your relationship going?
What do you dream about at night?
What are you afraid of?
What’s your favorite song?
Tell me about the book you’re reading
A poem or song lyric that won’t leave your head
Tell me about your secret crush
Where would you go if money wasn’t an issue
What’s your deepest wish
Do you believe in magic?
Tell me a ghost story
What’s the weirdest thing that has happened to you?
What do you need to get off your chest?
What are you mad about?
What are you excited about?
Are you afraid for the future?
Fill my Ask Box
Yall need to interact with me and send me these forreal
Keep on sending me asks about that, I love hearing your stories!!
Do thisss
Yo, send these. I wanna hear your stories ❤
i. separate yourself. discipline is key. remember you’re better than him. block him. text your best friend instead. and turn the pictures around. ii. lie to yourself and say that the good times weren’t that good. repeat this until the voice that’s arguing against it is silent. iii. delete the screenshots. you won’t need them. iv. cry. a lot. it’s okay. cry with your friend. cry alone. cry to your family. it’s okay. v. get angry. you’re allowed bitterness. vi. spit the putrid taste of his lips out of your mouth and onto the ground. curse his name until it is raw on your tongue. scrub your skin so you are clean of his touch. vii. replace him with that friend you haven’t spoken to since august. it’s worth it. viii. reject the phone call. that one, too. ix. smile. force it if you have to. smile at strangers. and at children. and at your mother. and at the “other girl”. and at yourself. x. forgive if only you wish to.
ten essential steps to moving on (via sadistwriter)
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concept: i am important