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I hate asking for help, but I need help with college

Specifically I need help to afford my college math textbook. It’s about $200 and is required. I don’t just mean the whole “required” book that teachers say but never open. I mean it is literally required for me to even access the class since it requires an access code and without it I can’t physically access my class.

Alright so why do I need help? $200 isn’t even that much, right? Well it depends. I’m struggling since I didn’t get a FASFA and my only financial aid I could use was from my Millennium scholarship which paid $500 from my tuition. This isn’t the only textbook I need, but thanks to my grandparents help I can afford renting the other two books and afford my access code for Cengage only class. 

Well why don’t I ask my mom for help? I did. And she said no. Actually she didn’t just say no. She said that I’m 19 and I’m an adult and I can figure it out because she’s supported me for 19 years. Ya see she’s found a guy and has feelings for him, and for anyone who knows what happened the last time she had a guy in her life (his name was Tom and he was emotionally, verbally, and occasionally physically abusive towards me) she’s doing the same thing again. She’s putting this new guy, Greg, over her children. And I’m not just over reacting. I mean she kicks me out of the living room while watching some crime show because she wants to listen to music while waiting for his phone call. 

Okay, but what’s that gotta do with this? She decided that she’s going to go on a trip with Greg to California this weekend. Now Greg can’t pay for much of the trip because he lives with his sister at home since he’s finishing up his chemotherapy (good news is he’s in remission!). So when I asked my mom to help (she didn’t even let me ask for half) she immediately shut me down. Saying she’s supported me my whole life and that now I’m an adult and I can figure it out. And that really really hurt. Because she didn’t even let me properly ask and she is paying for this weekend trip from her own pocket. And she’s leaving me out to dry. 

I get paid weekly, but I have minor bills I have to pay from it. My work hours have also been terrible because of the scheduling at my job. Each week I only make about $100-150 . I physically can’t afford my school book. Using all the money I have, I’m already into the negatives from the cost of supplies. That isn’t even mentioning that I have no car and have to uber to and from work. I can’t afford to even travel to my job. 

I hate asking for help because due to my childhood I feel like I don’t deserve it. But I don’t know what else to do. So if anyone can spare some change and send it to my paypal, I’ll be forever grateful. If you can’t help monetarily, please spread this so maybe somebody else can donate.

My paypal is: paypal.me/blueiguanaart

Thank you so much. I can’t express how much it truly means to me for any help at all

It’s time for another fucking giveaway I guess.

Here’s the deal: this time, you don’t get to know what I’m giving away. I’m taking away that privilege since y’all decided to worship a lemon last time.  

You get what’s in this mystery box and you don’t get to whine about it. It might be worth a million dollars, or it might be worth zero. It’s probably not a million, though. 

This time, we have some rules. 

You have to be following me. Not because this is a grab for followers, but because this is a giveaway for the folks that have put up with this blog’s antics for so long. Now you have to put up with this one too. 

No giveaway blogs. Feel free to reblog this as many times as you’d like, but you can’t win if you’d made a whole separate blog just for the purpose of winning the giveaway. Sucks, I know. Deal with it. 

Like or reblog before October 11th, 2018 6:00pm CDT. I’ll use a random generator to pick a winner. 

I will ship to any country. If you win it, you win it. Congrats. 

You must be willing to give me your address if you win. For obvious reasons, I will need access to that info. 

You don’t get to know what’s in the mystery box. Don’t send me asks asking what’s in the mystery box. I won’t fucking tell you. 

If you win the mystery box, feel free to post about it if you want to. I don’t give a shit after it’s gone. If you don’t want to, that’s fine too. Whatever. Enjoy. 

Feel free to ask if you have any other questions. 

Have fun weirdos. 

BDD

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Reblog this if you want me to make you a mood board based on your blog.

In response to the spike in hate Misha has received lately.

Picking on Misha Collins is like picking on a puppy. Congrats to all you puppy bullying assholes. Misha has given so much, helped so many, brought many smiles to people’s faces and that’s reward enough for him. This amazing, adorable and talented man deserves no hate and has done more good with his life than any pathetic person who bullies him could even comprehend. For every one of you jerks that spouts hate towards him, remember there are a hundred of us per one of you bullies to stand for him.

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