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Unfortunately, my little sister Ronza is fading. With a shattered heart I tell you her condition has worsened, and her tiny body is weakening more each day, slipping away from me little by little.
She cries from pain, cold, and anemia, and there is no proper treatment for her, and the cold cuts through her fragile body. If you are scrolling, please donate and share and don’t leave my sister alone.
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"You know something? Maybe once a week, I wake up paralyzed reliving that night. But before the sun went down, I think that was the best day of my life. Was it like that for you?"
SINNERS (2025) dir. Ryan Coogler
RIP Miss Major
Miss Major Griffin-Gracy, a Black transgender woman and longtime activist who once lived in the Bay Area, died October 13.
A good way to honor Miss Major's memory, if you have the ability to, would be a donation to the Transgender Gender-Variant & Intersex Justice Project Black Trans Cultural Center.
This is a project originally led by Miss Major herself and aims to provide political education, leadership development, re-entry resources following incarceration, and legal advocacy to Black and Brown members of the transgender, gender-variant, and intersex community.
Donate today and help TGIJP continue in the fight for self-determination, gender justice, and abolition! Donate Today!
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Pharoah, I hope this email finds you letting my people go
as per my last plague,
adventures of male carpenter bee
is the world really such a terrible place? yesterday i asked if oat milk was extra and the barista said yes so i said ok just regular milk then and when she gave me my chai latte she whispered “i used oat milk ;)” doesnt that make u want to live another day?
here is my life philosophy: next week there might be someone ahead of you in line at the store who’s short a quarter and you have a quarter and you can give it to them. if you weren’t there, they’d have to put something back. the week after that you could be getting lunch and the waiter might ask if you want some pancakes someone else ordered and never picked up. you could find someone’s lost cat. you could watch someone’s bag while they go to the restroom. there are so many ways you are going to touch other people’s lives and they are going to touch yours and there’s no way to know when it’s going to happen. so you have to keep living!!! i wouldn’t want to die knowing that tomorrow the barista will give me free oat milk just to be nice.
When I was 11 years old - we went to Sea World for my birthday. This was to avoid the realization I had no friends, and no one to come to a birthday party and probably because someone gave my mother free tickets at work. It was kinda a shitty day despite being at a theme park full of cute animals. There was a new roller coaster there that had just opened so we decided to go on. I was nervous. I’d never been on a roller coaster.
A group of 6 college kids were ahead of us in line and started chatting with me. Full on just having a fun conversation with someone literally going through the beginning of a very awkward middle school period. I was so shocked they wanted to talk to me. I think my mom mentioned it was my birthday. They were very nice about it. When we got on the ride they told us to go ahead of them so we could sit at the front of the car since it held 8 people.
Now the ride (called Journey to Atlantis - I believe it is sadly no longer there) started with a slow ride of beautiful visuals of dolphins and oceans and computerized images of this imaginary Atlantis before going up the hill to the beginning of the coaster, where it paused for about 30 seconds, and then the ride started. The college kids must have known there would be a pause. Maybe they’d ridden it before I’m not sure.
But as we sat there on that peak, 6 people I’ve never known, and will never know again, sang a very very lonely 11 year old happy birthday. Loudly. And with gusto. They were happy and laughing and joyful. And it made me feel less alone in the world.
I am 29 years old this year, and I still remember them. I still remember that kindness. It is so important. It doesn’t go into a vacuum. It exists beside me in my daily life. And I love the idea that I have been that person to someone else too.
It’s stunningly lovely to be human when we’re kind to each other.
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Pisses rain for weeks but @SkyNews waits for someone 'official' to tell them it's raining rather than look out the fucking window.
Are you also waiting for someone to tell you this too?
We obtained data from a classified Israeli intelligence database indicating that at least 83% of people killed in Gaza were civilians. The data lists all militant deaths the army was able to confirm. An investigation for +972 Magazine and The Guardian with Emma Graham Harrison. Source
What more confirmations are you waiting for to prove the famine and genocide here in Gaza? My family and I depend on you in the midst of this suffering to save us, please, share and bless, please, if you can.
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Guys please help Zeina and her family to be save, share and donate if you can
Please guys we are so close, just 950 euros to reach, please donate and help me and my family we need your help, don't leave us alone please please
Im gonna be so real can yall actually talk about ways we can support trans women in the UK instead of giving all the attention to fucking JKR. I already know that Harry Poter sucks, I wanna know how to actually HELP people. Something something you have to love the oppressed more than you hate the oppressor
trans actual uk - trans led and run advocacy, education and empowerment organisation
fiveforfive - collective fund for trans women and girls and transfem causes
gendered intelligence - trans led advocacy org
mermaids - supports trans youth
akt - lgbtq youth homelessness charity
loving me - domestic abuse service for trans people in england
not a phase - for trans adults
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this is genuinely one of my favorite videos
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after 5 years of running this blog, i've made the decision to open up a patreon!
my life circumstances are changing, and patreon will greatly help me make ends meet and pay rent. nothing about this blog will be changing - i'll still be posting a cat doodle every day, same as i always have.
i have a $3/month tier and a $6/month tier - both work as tip jars, with the latter being if you feel especially generous and can afford it.
right now i have transparent and/or higher-resolution PNGs of certain catcrumbs that i've used for redbubble up for members, if anyone wants to make emojis or such. i'll also be taking requests for drawings to be transparentized and/or put on redbubble. in the future i may start offering additional rewards - bonus art, requests, maybe physical stuff - but my life needs to settle down a bit before i do anything like that.
your money is of course yours to do with as you see fit (and there are many many good causes out there that i urge you to donate to), but i hope that if my little drawings have given you joy over the years and you have the room in your budget, you'll consider supporting me!
i also have a kofi and redbubble if you'd rather support me that way!
no matter what - i genuinely appreciate all the kindness i have been given. i try very hard to keep catcrumb a self-driven art exercise - just one cat a day, doesnt have to be perfect or even good, just has to be a cat - but i couldn't have kept up the hobby without so many people's joy. it's been a genuinely incredible experience for my silly little scribbles to have positively touched people's lives - in-jokes between friends and partners, a gentle reminder, tattoos and baby clothes, something to look forward to... it's really been a flood of human kindness.
thank you all so much for all the joy - here's to more! :~D
it's the start of the month, so i figure i'll reblog this! my current employment is a bit less regular than i'd like, and the patreon has been a massive balm to my current stress levels lmao.
i'm also posting monthly "curated collections" from the archives - february's was romance, and this month will be gnomes :~)
something you can do today is donate to an abortion fund in florida and to an abortion fund in south dakota since abortion rights measures failed there. you can find one to donate to in one of those states here: https://abortionfunds.org/find-a-fund/
Prairie Abortion Fund - Serving North Dakota, South Dakota, MN
Justice Through Empowerment - Funding abortions in SD
Women's Emergency Network - Serving South Florida
Florida Access Network
Tampa Bay Abortion Fund
A Cry from Beneath the Rubble🚨🔈
I am Ahmed Nasr, Hoda’s fiancé. I will not be able to get married because of the war and … Ahmed Nasr needs your support for Support me so I
My name is Ahmed Nasser, 30 years old. I used to live a peaceful and hopeful life. I was married to Huda, and we lived with my 60-year-old father, my 58-year-old mother, and my younger brother Mustafa, who is 14 years old. I managed an aluminum workshop, where I found both passion and joy in my work. I had a large house full of memories and a car to commute to work.
But that peaceful life suddenly turned into a nightmarish ordeal. The war came and brought with it complete destruction. During the bombing, my family and I found ourselves trapped in the Baptist Hospital, where missiles struck, causing a horrific massacre. I lost my older brother Mahmoud😭😭 in those tragic moments, leaving behind two young children who became orphans in a world filled with sorrow and pain.💔
I sustained severe injuries to my left leg, and after several failed surgical attempts, my leg had to be amputated entirely. This was just the beginning of the disaster; the war destroyed my workshop, which was my source of income, and my house, once full of joyful memories, turned into rubble.
My family and I tried to find a safe refuge, but we were unsuccessful. We have been displaced from place to place more than five times, each attempt ending in failure. Today, we live in a small tent under harsh living conditions, suffering from a lack of clean water and food, and the spread of diseases, making our lives even more difficult.
In these tragic circumstances, my family and I dream of escaping Gaza to find a dignified life. However, the cost of leaving is exorbitant: £5,000 per adult and £2,500 per child.
I call upon you from the heart of this tragedy, seeking your support. Every donation, no matter how small, will make a significant difference in my life and my family's life. Your donation can be a beacon of hope in this darkness and help us achieve our dream of living with dignity.💔🙏🙏
I am Ahmed Nasr, Hoda’s fiancé. I will not be able to get married because of the war and … Ahmed Nasr needs your support for Support me so I
Our team at #GazaVetters has rigorously vetted and approved this campaign, earning it a spot on our official list at #23 .
Help me escape the war and reach safety 🇵🇸🇵🇸
My name is Ibrahim, and I am 15 years old 🧒. I spent my childhood in northern Gaza, where I used to go to school every day, dreaming of a future full of achievements 🏫. But suddenly, everything changed. My home 🏡, where I lived with my family, was bombed, and we were left with nothing. We were living through difficult days, but I never imagined the situation would get this bad. 😞🌹🌹
Hello I am Ibrahim, 18 years old, I seek your help and assistance to save … Safaa Yasser needs your support for Help Ibrahim's family e
After the bombing destroyed our home, we had no choice but to flee to the south. We are now living in a tent ⛺ inside an old school 🏫 along with hundreds of other families. This tent has become our new home, but it doesn’t feel like one. There are no walls to protect us from the heat of the day or the cold of the night. During the day, the sun ☀️ is so scorching that I feel like my skin is burning, and at night, the cold 🥶 is unbearable. Sometimes, I cry because of how cold it is, covering myself with whatever I can, but it's no use.📢🗣️
The school where I now live has become a place that holds all our pain. I no longer go to school as I used to. Standing in long lines for water 💦 has become a part of my daily life.
I stand in line for hours just to get some water for my family. I feel exhausted, but I try to endure it for their sake. My mother looks at me with eyes full of sorrow, and I can't help but feel helpless. I wish I could do more, but I’m just a child. ❤️❤️
I dream of returning to my old life, where I used to go to school and play with my friends. I dreamed of becoming something great in the future, but now I feel like these dreams are slipping further away from me every day. The war has taken everything from us: our home, our safety, and even our dreams. 🇵🇸🇵🇸
I live in this place, not knowing when we will be able to escape this nightmare. I wish I could scream at the top of my lungs, but no one hears. We are here in the shadows, in a world filled with destruction and sorrow. All I ask for now is for this war to end, and for us to find a way out. We just want to live a normal life, far from fear and destruction. 💔🇵🇸💔
A part of our suffering.😞🙏🙏
I ask for your help with anything that could ease the burden on me and my family. We have been greatly affected by the war and are now living in extremely difficult conditions inside a tent after losing our home. We struggle daily to secure our basic needs and face significant challenges. Any help, no matter how small, would make a huge difference in our lives and give us hope to keep going. Please help us if you can hear my voice. We just want safety; we want to live again. 🙏🙏
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✅️ Vetting Done ✅️
Our team at #GazaVetters has rigorously vetted and approved this campaign, earning it a spot on our official list at #25 .
"A big thank you to the @gazavetters team for verifying my data and including me in the trusted list. My verification number is (#25), and this support means a lot to me under these difficult circumstances. I appreciate your continuous effort and everything you do for us. 🙏"
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"Welcome to Sugartop, a current work-in-progress indie game in development by Oxtail Studios, with a central emphasis on community and town building. You decide how well you want to be received by our enclave of mostly non-human townsfolk—barter and trade, make friends (or lovers 👀), or even become an outcast. Maybe you want to go off on your own and explore the world of Sugartop, seeking out its many secrets and mysteries. No matter what you do, one thing’s for sure in this world: only you can hold yourself accountable for your actions."
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ur future nurse is using chapgpt to glide thru school u better take care of urself
Yep. This is terrifying. I’ve caught nursing majors, engineering majors, architecture majors relying on ChatGPT to do their homework. These are people who need to know their field well to ensure people don’t die and they’re letting a glorified algorithm cheat them through school. It’s so dangerous
hey. hi. I work in academia. and there are a lot of student-age folks on this site.
don't do this. don't use genAI. even if your professors give you permission. even if they ask for it or suggest it. if they do anything short of directly requiring it (and I weep, because I've already seen assignments that require it) don't touch that crap. if they do require it, stick it to them. be as maliciously compliant as possible. be a nightmare.
I know it might sound easier right now -- just plug in your assignment and get the answers. you don't care about this class anyway, it's not for your major, you don't see the value of the assignment.
but for your own sake, for the sake of your education and mind, and for the sake of the future world we want to have: learn the stuff. you are not as stupid as the corporate bizzaro kings who want to rule the world think you are, so don't give them reasons to believe it.
and odds are good genAI is gonna give you corrupted info anyway -- more and moreso as the machines cannibalize themselves.
just don't do it. not even "I just do it for XYZ--" no. stop. there is no valid use of generative AI, and even using it for memes or lolz feeds the system and directly feeds the pockets of the people who want to replace you anyway.
You'd think people would be ashamed of using ChatGPT/AI to do their schoolwork for them, but in my experience, when caught they get defensive, aggressive, and totally non-apologetic. And because this is high school, their parents usually run to their defense, all guns blazing.
I have heard even educators say, "I mean, it's okay to use it for generating ideas...."
No. You are are human being. You have a mind. Come up with your own ideas. If you are incapable of coming up with your own ideas, then admit it, and either buckle down and learn how to think, or, if that doesn't appeal to you, then education obviously isn't something you're interested in, so bow out gracefully before you're kicked out ignominiously.
