Misloved

For I am Fear's child.

[aridante]

we should be well prepared, mary oliver // herakles, euripides (trans. anne carson) // selected poems, alejandra pizarnik (trans. cecilia rossi) // echo, christina rossetti.

[psychologyhumor]

[konoko]

[carinteriors]

1993 Renault Laguna

[wistfulwisp]

a flower, for every time you’ve made me smile. fields of them, endless.

[allcatsconstitutethesamefamily]

“Because you don’t talk about a thing does not mean you don’t think about the thing.“  From Cat Walk by Mary Stolz and illustrated by Erik Blegvad.

[illiterateagenda]

So I’m aware I haven’t really posted anything in a while but I hope this reaches someone. My brother’s name is Efren. Growing up he used to tease and make fun of me, but among all the teasing he also helped raise me along with our mom. When he was little he wanted to be an architect. But his is the story that a lot of Mexican American working class families face: either take the opportunities available to you to attain your dreams, or curtail those in order to take care of your family. He chose his family. After graduating high school he turned down full ride scholarships in order to stay and work to help pay the bills. It was just him, my mom, and me. After a couple of years we got stable enough economically that he was able to go to college, but after graduation we fell on hard times again and instead of finding work in his field or applying to architecture school like he always dreamed, he decided to stick around and help us again. It’s because of his choice to help our family that I was able to go to college too, something that for a time I didn’t think was possible. It’s because of him that I was able to apply to and get accepted into a PhD program in the hopes of becoming a professor. It’s because of him that my mom has a house to call her own. My mom and I owe him everything. Yesterday, he was diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia (ALL). He’s uninsured. I’m a student, our mom works in childcare. There’s a high success rate for remission if he gets treatment, but we can’t afford it. He’s all me and my mom have, and we can’t lose him. He chose family growing up, and it’s my turn to choose him. Please, any donation helps. I just want him to come home.

I know times are tough with covid and everything so if anyone could please just spare a dollar or a reblog thatd be great. I can’t lose him.

paypal.com/Yulenni

cash.me/$pastandfuturequeen

venmo: @Yulenni

https://gofund.me/832d4f6e

[imnook]

[mossyshadows]

“We might meet again, someday between dreams at dawn.”

— Shuntarō Tanikawa, from Catch You Later (tr. by William Elliott & Kazuo Kawamura)

[especially]

[leslieseuffert]

[guccifloralsuits]

not saying I want to undergo demonic possession but. might be a nice lil break to let someone else steer for a while

[taraknowless]

[zombeesknees]

#the physical comedy choices in this were sublime

[sandmoonyelse]

[fractiousmind]

[statictay]

I aspire to be like Gomez Addams because I want nothing more then to run around my house with a sword and love the hell out of my spouse

[makkleyn]