I've seen a lot of people with tags like this, and that is wonderful! Please do what you can. If you cannot do everything, that is completely fine! Some people are not able to call off of work or get out of school. Some people can't stop buying things, and that's all ok.
Here's what you can do, if you're able:
Don't make unnecessary purchases (only buy necessities like groceries, medicine, and sanitary needs)
phm is decently popular in japan and i mostly see this when i check twitter and see accounts posting pictures of handmade rocky plushies that are so fucking round looking it brings a tear to my eye
"yesterday. the youth. they'd rather go to the JAPAN🇯🇵 expo. rather than celebrate our national holiday. our great and beautiful country. they buy. yaoi. yes you heard me right. yaoi. on the 14th of july our great nation's national holiday. on that day they buy yaoi."
[ID: Tweet by Boing Boing Woupla Woup that reads, "hier. des jeunes. ils preferent aller a la JAPAN🇯🇵 expo. plutot que feter la fete nationale. notre si grand et beau pays. ils achetent. des yaois. oui vous m'avez bien entendu. des yaois. le 14 juillet la fete nationale notre grande patrie. ce jour la ils achetent du yaoi." End ID.]
buzz aldrin and neil armstrong liked to do a thing where they’d tell unfunny jokes at parties about being on the moon and when people were confused they’d go “guess you had to have been there”
As today is the 50th anniversary of the moon landing, it’s a great time to revisit Dinah from Devon’s memory of this historic event. And yes, still makes me laugh.
my mom told me this story tonight about my grandfather. she said when he was a little boy he was afraid robbers would break into his house in the middle of the night and try to abduct him out of his bed. he thought that they would be able to feel that he was the shape of a little boy under the covers and know to grab him. so he would try to fall asleep in the shape of a letter of the alphabet. so that they would feel for him and be like "oh it's just the letter R, not a kidnappable child"
The way that the tumblr sexyman polls have made me reconsider my views are actually wild. I usually vote for sexyman based on who fits the criteria of a sexyman (remember the onceler era of skinny twink men in suits and hats and whatnot), so I voted for Tenna even though I much prefer Senshi as a character. But after seeing all the people showing their love for Senshi, (and the fact that he's WINNING THE POLL BY .3 PERCENT) it has made me realise: why am I voting based on self imposed, completely arbitrary rules? To fit a standard that is ever changing on Tumblr? What is a sexyman, really? For a sexyman by any other name would be as sweet, or whatever that one william guy said. The world will change. Anyone can be a sexyman. A dwarf, a personified CRT television, a man in space. Maybe the sexymen were actually the characters we made horned up fanart of along the way.
My name is Adham, and before the war, I lived a simple but happy life. I worked as a driver with my own car, earning an honest living by taking people where they needed to go. It wasn't a luxurious life, but it was enough. I was proud that I could provide for myself and look toward the future with hope.
Shortly before the war began, I got married. My wife and I dreamed of building a peaceful life together, but those dreams were shattered almost overnight.
The war took everything from us. Our home was destroyed, and the car that was my only source of income was lost. In a matter of days, I went from being able to support my family to having nothing.
Today, my wife and I live in a tent. Even the small piece of land where our tent stands is not free, and the landowner asks us to pay rent every month. We struggle every day to find food, clean water, and the basic necessities of life.
My name is Adham, and before the war, I lived a simple but happy life. I worked as a driver with my own car, earning an honest living by tak
As if losing everything wasn't enough, I was seriously injured during the war. A bullet struck my chest, and it still remains inside my body. I need surgery to remove it, but the operation costs far more than I could ever afford. Every day I live with pain and uncertainty, knowing that I cannot pay for the treatment I need.
I also had a fundraising campaign in the past, but unfortunately, I never received the support that was collected for me because I was deceived by the person managing the campaign. After that painful experience, I am now searching for a trustworthy person who can help me create and manage a new fundraising campaign so I can finally receive the support my family urgently needs.
I am asking for your help with humility and hope. Whether you can help by creating a fundraiser, donating, or simply sharing my story, your support could truly change our lives. Your kindness will help us cover our basic living expenses, pay the rent for the land where our tent stands, buy food and other essentials, and, most importantly, give me a chance to receive the surgery I desperately need.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you for taking the time to read my story and for standing with my family during the hardest time of our lives. Your kindness gives us hope that we are not alone.
No donation is too small. If you are unable to donate, sharing my story or helping me find someone who can safely organize a fundraising campaign would mean the world to us.
You know on the rare occasion that I do get a job interview the person interviewing me usually tells me that I interviewed really well in comparison to other people they’ve interviewed and that they like my answers to interview questions and yet they never hire me so tbh I’m starting to wonder what these people are looking for exactly
One time I was interviewed by I think about fourteen different people in one interview and they seemed to like me. Didn’t get the job. Still don’t know why that many different people needed to interview me.