I Wish!

what I wish people would understand about fundraising for gaza is that while everyone is desperate and I would never say not to fundraise for or donate to individual families-- I currently fundraise to support multiple friends' families-- the overwhelming narrative I see on Tumblr that the best and most ethical thing you can do is send money to individuals and there is no option for anything else is so so incredibly damaging and inadvertently lends support to the marginalization and distrust of any remaining communal social infrastructure. the sameer project, which you should donate to, talks about this in a recent video they put out. the situation in gaza is unimaginable and everyone is in need of a huge level of support, and yet this fundraising discourse by well-meaning people in the west that donating money to individuals is the only moral way reproduces societal divides wherein resources are directed to people who speak English, who have relationships with people outside of gaza, and who have internet access while hundreds of thousands are left behind.

there ARE non-ngo locally based grassroots initiatives working to meet those needs however they can, and your small donation goes a lot further with them because they are able to buy food/water/supplies in bulk at a reduced price and reach more people with less money. again I'm not saying people shouldn't fundraise for individuals because these initiatives are so limited and many people cannot access them -- but as an example, the group I fundraise with is currently serving people fleeing north gaza who are starving and have nothing, and when we fundraise enough to do cash aid distribution there's so much need that our partners can only distribute 100-200 per large family. and then I go online and see people who have absolutely no understanding of this context at all exclusively working towards raising tens of thousands for just a few people when evacuations haven't been possible for months. it's good to do whatever you can but please consider how this narrative being reproduced among westerners trying to help that there are no other options has the potential to damage groups working towards equity and wider reach however is still possible

have u ever heard of ddt pro-wrestling :o

Im guessing this was brought on by my ttc posting but no I don't pls tell me more im twiddling my thumbs

brooo im on a date with this girl and she CHUGGED A BOTTLE OF MOUTHWASH

she caught me staring and went "ill pour a cup for you too" fuck this baka life 😭😭😭😭

It's a sign, moron, go back on a date with her.

(idk what mouthwashing is sorry)

Hello dear, I am Hala, a mother of four children from Gaza. We live in difficult circumstances in Gaza. Our dreams and future have been shattered. Our home has been destroyed and we have been displaced many times. Please donate participate to evacuate my children to their father in Egypt. Thank you.

Vetted by 90-ghost and gaza-evacuation-funds

GO SUPPORT!!!

so true gendie

POV: You are sent down into Tumblr hell for your TERFism crimes and have to confront the 6 horsemen of genderism.

In order of everybody in this photo, we have:

@fluffytimearts

@angelmelon

@theboogierat

@l0veraven

@micah-write

And me!

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I think something that especially irks me about Rusty's portrayal of Kai, and specifically their inability and disliking towards speaking to cisgender women, is that this could've actually been an avenue to explore with his character, given it's not actually out of the realm of reality for "cis women" like Kai to not want to speak to other cis women.

Because surprise, surprise! No, women are not perfect flowery little angels with the only evil women in the world being trans women and any woman supportive of them. In fact, given I had to suffer through 3 years of middle-school (I guess technically 3 and a half because quarantine started mid-way through the 8th grade), as well as just generally growing up as a young autistic girl, I've had first-hand experience of how genuinely nasty and terrible other girls can be.

I myself often isolated myself from other girls my age, specifically because they were girls, because oftentimes, those were the people who were the absolute worse to me, for no other reason than the fact that I wasn't a conventionally attractive and sociable person like everybody else. It took me forever to basically unprogram my brain from the extreme anger I felt towards the female gender (and honestly the male gender too, I basically just hated everybody back then) because I genuinely just couldn't find myself entrusting anybody who identified or was born a girl because of the treatment I had to endure.

So honestly, I really relate a lot to Kai and his issue, and I'm kind of irked that his issue is downplayed and actively mocked as "evil idiot gendie slut who deserves nothing but the worst for daring not to be who we want him to be"

Sounds a whole lot like what I had to constantly hear growing up autistic...

Some coda appreciation because they're @codabound (go read their works!!)

Some Jasper appreciation for @theboogierat!

My small family, consisting of two children, was living a simple life, full of safety and peace. My beautiful daughter Tulin, 8 years old, my son Zaki, 7 years old, and my husband Adnan. We used to wake up early to prepare breakfast and get our children ready for school, so they could continue their education like other children. We lived a normal life, and although it was simple, it was filled with love and warmth. But everything changed in a single moment, on October 7th, when fires erupted everywhere, and the sound of shelling and explosions filled the air. The children were terrified and refused to go to school from that day on, and our lives became consumed by fear and terror.

One dark night, while we were still hoping that the situation would calm down, there was a violent knock on the door. A voice warned us: "Leave immediately, you have to flee, the area will be bombed." We had no choice but to run. We left the house with only the clothes on our backs, taking nothing with us. We ran through the dark night, filled with fear and anxiety about what awaited us.

After a long day of exhaustion and suffering, we arrived in Khan Younis, searching for a place to protect us. It wasn’t easy to find one, but after a long search, we found a school in Bani Suheila. We stayed there for 50 days, living in constant fear. Bombings were happening everywhere, and the situation kept worsening. We had no clothes or blankets to shield our children from the biting cold of the night. We tried to hide them under blankets donated by kind-hearted people, trying to find some warmth for them.

But even this shelter wasn’t safe. Shortly after, we received a threat from the occupation that the school and the entire area would be bombed. We had to flee again, so we decided to move towards Rafah, to Tel al-Sultan. We didn’t know where to go or where we could find safety. The cold was unbearable, and we had no money or resources to build a tent. We tried any way we could to find shelter. We built a tent from pieces of wood and fabric, but the cold was so severe, and my children were freezing, getting sick again and again.

We stayed there for several months, trying to endure, until the decision came to invade Rafah. That’s when everything collapsed. We had no more hope, and we didn’t know where to go or where we could find refuge. We decided to flee once again, this time to Muwassi Khan Younis and Deir al-Balah. But danger surrounded us from every direction, and there was no safe place. We built a new tent, but it was nothing more than pieces of wood and fabric. It didn’t protect us from the cold, nor did it stop my children’s tears that fell every night from the freezing cold and fear.

My husband suffers from high blood pressure, and I suffer from severe migraines that make it impossible for me to endure the harsh cold. We are now living on the seashore, in a tent that doesn’t provide us with adequate protection. My children cry from pain and cold, and I can do nothing but watch them, helpless, unable to offer them anything.

Please, to anyone reading this story, we are an exhausted family. We have been displaced four times and have not found a safe place. Our children are suffering, and our lives are in constant danger. We plead to anyone who can help us to save us. Any donation or help could be a lifeline for us in these harsh conditions. Save my family from this war, and give us a new chance at life.

@commissions4aid-international

@wellwaterhysteria

@junglejim4233

@kibumkim

@neechees

@riding-with-the-wild-hunt

@omegversereloaded

@evillesbinvianllainarchive

@ot3

@heritageposbot

@sayruq

@sweetoothgirl

@mazzikah

@briarhips

expanding on my previous lb tf2 posting

pauling!Jacob and scout!Tina doodle