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doctors: GOOD NEWS EVERYONE we have found a treatment for diabetes it’s called insulin! people won’t die from this illness anymore if we just give them insulin isn’t this great news?

united states of america: how about we make it so poor people have either limited to zero access to this insulin?

doctors: but don’t we have enough resources to provide for everyone in need of such a medication?

the united states of america: yes!

doctors: isn’t that genocide

united states of america: YES

united states of america fist pumping and chanting ‘U’ ‘S’ ‘A’:

justsomeantifas

capitalism is genocide

aurorastrikes

i usually don’t add to posts i reblog but as a type 1 diabetic this makes me so fucking angry.

i have an insulin pump. each time i change the port (basically what connects it to my body, similar to an iv) i use about a third of a bottle refilling the cartridge. i change it every three days, so one single, 10ml bottle of insulin lasts me around nine days.

i had to look this up because my parents don’t like to tell me how much my supplies cost. (for reasons like this. i feel guilty for my t1d. i shouldn’t have to feel guilty about an autoimmune disorder i was born with.)

you know how much it is for that one, single 10ml bottle of insulin, for those without any insurance?

$328.

for nine days.

$328 for a nine days supply of the medicine that i literally need to survive. the medicine that once i become an adult and have to take care of myself, i will have to pay for. the medicine that unless, by some miracle, they find a cure, i will need to take for the rest of my life. $328 for nine days of my life.

maefromjanuary

Near and dear to my non functional pancreas

aphilologicalbatman-deactivated

Fam, I am also type 1 diabetic. I also use a pump. I am preparing to go do fieldwork in Europe for nine months and insulin is perishable. I use a brand that’s available in Europe. The same vial that costs $300+ in the US without insurance costs €22 ($25.60) in one country and $10-15 in the other. Not with insurance! Cash. Roll up to the pharmacy and explain that you have diabetes cash price.

It doesn’t have to be like this. The US needs to start negotiating better pharmaceutical prices like every other country. Get some socialism up in this bitch.

somethoughtfultrash

Fun fact, Frederick Banting the man who invented the stuff sold his patent for $1 in hopes that it could reach as many people in need of it as possible

albertothechihuahua

this is the money dog, repost in the next 24 hours and money will come your way!!

jaxblade

ehh what the hell

jaxblade

OH MY GOD SO NO FUCKIN BULLSHIT I SWEAR To GOD. I reblogged this an hour ago and IM NOT Lying My Tax Refund which I did in late march popped into my Bank Account, and it was a Decent sized amount……

WHAT THE FUCK Is THIS MAGIC!??!?!?! Im trying this again IM NOT BSing hahahaha thats actually pretty cool xD

jaxblade

yooooo

yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

FUCKIN YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

no BULLSHIT I KID YOU NOT! Look what I found while walking Home…..

OH MY GOD

OH MY F*CKIN GOD

THIS POST FUCKIN WORKS?!?!?! THIS IS PAST A COINCIDENCE NO WAY!??! NO FRIGGIN WAY!!!

Im Going to reblog this every day to test this, its MAGIC ITS FRIGGIN MAGIC

que-pasadena

I need to believe in the heart of the post…

perlexnoire-deactivated20150716

Oh? Well… *reblag*

zer0will2live

i reblogged this and now my uncle is giving me 250 to dye my hair nani the fucko

qslay

I have nothing to lose

stoicdaydreamer

my palm was itchin today not riskin it

astripperstory

I always reblog the money posts cause I can’t afford not too lol

brownsugarempress

It works. I just got $300 for no reason.

thecrybabbles-deactivated201605

Money dog is my friend

yeaimcoollikethat-deactivated20

Money dog is the shit

anttom2016-blog

I believe in the money dog😀

princedhunglow-deactivated20181

I believe in the money 🐶

cosmic-noir

Bless me pls money pup 🙏🐕

crip-jesus-deactivated20190301

Just woke up 🙌🏿

totheonedegree

Pplease😭🙏🏽

genderfluid-cutie-pie-deactivat

Please! I need to pay for some binders ;-; please work! *praying*

dykespeare-deactivated20181228

reblog if ur mom is smart and beautiful

kyloreybans-deactivated20160107

I scrolled passed then I felt guilty

thechamberofsecrets

I just read One Direction as Olive Garden I need to sleep

kenzibear970

I think you need food....

starlightmornings

Reblog if you want your followers to know your blog is a safe place.

Also, feel free to leave messages if you need: -hugs -encouragement -support -general musings on life -fandom flailing etc.

axe

“When my best friend died, I didn’t know how to feel. He was Superman to me. I left a comment on his MySpace which turned into a poem, just an expression to let people know how I felt. And then from poetry to spoken word, spoken word to songwriting, I learned to rap. You know, everyone has vices. And music is my anti-drug. I love to live life. I don’t believe in selling a dream that I’ve never had. I reinforce how you gotta just keep it real. I do that in my music—just stay authentic to who I am.” -AXE Collective musician I AM ACTION

sandwiches-only-please

This is the literal opposite of my feminism.

angryinkeddrunk

Then your “feminism” is shit.

waking up w less than 5 hours sleep:

stage one: this is not bad

stage two: what a refreshing morning, i feel a little tired but otherwise quite peachy. why am i not living life like this every day? why am i not taking advantage of every hour available to me and wasting precious amounts of it on meagre sleep?

stage three: feeling a bit nauseous now

stage four: i'm not really sure why i'm crying

stage five: who the fuck enjoys being awake? why has god forsaken me and cast me out into to this blighted land of the woken? when will i return to my slumber dungeon and-

loveforeverythingdisney

Paperman (2012)

thedaysofforever

Ps. Dont fucking drive drunk. It’s not cute and it’s not cool. Buzzed driving is drunk driving. AAA will give your dumbass a ride home for free if you call 1-800-222-4357. Don’t make tonight a night you regret forever.

whisperingbones

marry me. let’s spend our week nights eating cereal on the floor when there is a perfectly fine table behind us. we can go to the movies and sit in the back row just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time. marry me. we’ll paint the rooms of our house and get more paint on us than the walls. we can hold hands and go to parties we end up ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub. marry me. and slow dance with me in our bedroom with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand. let me love you forever. marry me.

(via alunit)

castielcampbell

Did you see what that Psycho Bitch did?

A 16 yr old boy screamed this at me after I pushed his desk (which he was sitting in) so hard that it almost hit the wall.

I warned this boy THREE TIMES to leave me alone. To leave my possessions alone. To stop putting his feet on my books which were under my chair. To stop putting his knees against the back of my chair and pushing, which rocked me back and forth.

I told this boy THREE TIMES to leave me alone and the last time I told him. “I’ve warned you three times now. Stop, or you are gonna regret it.”

To which he taunted. “Ooooh, Dunn, sooo scared.”

So he did it again.

And I lost it. The camels back didn’t have a chance, it snapped like a kit kat.

I turned around, put my hands on his desk and as I screamed every bit of profanity at him at volumes that I’m sure were heard down the hall, and I shoved. Every ounce of anger and frustration went into that push. I pushed that desk (he was still in it.) so hard that it parted the two empty desks behind him and he almost hit the wall.

Everyone around me was stunned, but then the boys sitting beside me JUMPED to their feet and started applauding, cause someone FINALLY DID IT! Someone FINALLY stood up to the bully.

As they start to clap the teacher jumps to her feet and points to the door. “HALLWAY NOW!”

And I’m just standing there, sobbing. “I just wanted him to leave me alone. I just wanted to be left alone.”

As I was walking around the desk (people are still applauding.) the bully snapped out of his daze and jumped to his feet. “DID YOU SEE WHAT THAT PSYCHO BITCH DID!?”

I turned on a dime. “YOU WANNA SEE PSYCHO BITCH! I’LL FUCKING SHOW YOU PSYCHO BITCH!” And I practically launched myself in his general direction. I say practically, because as my two besties scrambled to their feet to tackle me, my teacher grabbed the back of my shirt mid air and threw me into the hallway.

"YOU HALLWAY! AND YOU MISTER! OFFICE! NOW!"

"BUT I’M INNOCENT!" He tried to argue.

The boys that sat in the next aisle over stood and said ‘Ms Fye, she asked him to stop. She asked him to stop three times. We heard it.’”

She wrote him a hall pass. “You go to the office. I’ll be there in 5 minutes. And if you aren’t there sitting in a chair waiting for me, then we’re calling truente.”

The boy walked out the room gesturing like “you know you want it.” But the teacher shoved him down the hall.

After he turned the corner she turned to me and asked. “What the HELL happened?”

And all I could say (as I was crying) was “I just wanted to be left alone. I just wanted him to leave me and my stuff and my desk and my books alone. But he wouldn’t. He kept pushing my chair.He kept putting his feet on my books under the desk. He kept moving my gym bag. I just wanted to be left alone.”

She hugged me, promised me that she was going to move me, that I was never going to have to see him again. She sent me to the restroom and walked back into the classroom to inform the class that I was going to be sitting on the other side of the room. And the boys that sat next to me took it it upon themselves to save me the hassle of going back to the scene of the crime and forming a life chain, passing my things over from one kid to the next to the chair I was going to be sitting in.

I came back to the room and there was no jeering, no rude comments or gestures. Just a couple of boys pointing out that my stuff was in my new seat.

The teacher went to the office and the boy eventually got 3 day in-school suspension, and a serious tongue lashing from my teacher.

Looking back on it now, I realize how lucky I was I didn’t end up getting suspended or expelled. (Technically I never touched the boy… close… but I never touched him.) In fact, I don’t think my parents even got called. To this day they have no idea how close their daughter came to beating the shit out of a football player.

But the thing that stuck me the most was no one in the class ever treated me like I was crazy. In fact, it freak out this one boy so bad he left me pencils on my desk every day.

I like to think of myself as a non-violent person. But then I remember… that time I almost showed a boy what a psycho bitch really was.

(via castielcampbell)

I WILL STOP REBLOGGING THIS WHEN IT STOPS GETTING 300+ NOTES EVERY TIME I REBLOG IT

p>(via j-u-n-e-20th)

wanderworldtravel

If you’re going to kill yourself and you read this, take this as a sign not to.

I love you. Be strong.

arepeegee

when somebody whos generally nice gets upset over the smallest thing then its probably because theyre fed up of getting walked all over all the time and having their feelings and belongings disregarded by other people so next time someone flips their shit because you took a piece of their food without asking or wore a piece of their clothing without permission you should probably apologise instead of saying they have a short temper or theyre too dramatic

All that we see or seem/ Is but a dream within a dream

-Edgar Allan Poe

#poetry #poems #EdgarAllanPoe #Poe