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Mohamad has endured immense loss and is now burdened with debt while trying to protect his sister and her five children. He desperately needs our help to secure their safety and give them a fresh start.

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I’ve been having these recurring dreams of a seaside town called Marlowe Bay from the POV of a young man named Osborne Scarborough living in his dad’s lighthouse and this is gonna be a long post of everything I’m gonna share that I saw in each dream in this town (more to come in reblogs)

1. There’s a washed up ivory clawfoot bathtub on the beach full of rope net, seaweed, a sea star, a gold monocle, a leather bag covered in barnacles and grime, and a single crab holding the monocle on the beach.

2. Martha Hampshire the closest neighboring lady with the white and red polka dotted dress and birds nest hair.

3. Fenton the lab mix. I love you Fenton.

4. Mr. Catch and his small fishing boat (accompanied by Fenton) with his marbled false eye and scallop shell tattoo.

5. Something about Osborne’s father causing Osborne’s eyes to tear up just hearing him be mentioned.

6. The young girl standing where the cliff met the pier, with a crab trap on her left foot like a shoe in the mist.

7. The way Osborne puts his gold rimmed glasses in his dad’s blue fisherman hat before he went to bed every night curled up in that big thick blue blanket in the lofty bed of the lighthouse.

I’m just gonna stay quiet on the Timothy and MelMar shit going on. Mostly because I am exhausted and I’m just gonna wait for a full story from all perspectives.

The Goyim are fucking wild, the way I would have dumped that casserole over that woman's head, also divorce that wife.

Pride month is upon us! Huzzah! Include intersex people in your pride celebrations! We are so very invisible, even in queer spaces, do what you can to boost intersex voices this pride month!

We love seeing representation & we love seeing our flag alongside the lesbian, gay, bisexual, trans, etc flags!

Do not listen to TERFs on issues of intersex terminology, largely speaking, we do NOT like the term DSD.

Try not to use 'AFAB' or 'AMAB' incorrectly. These terms should be used to describe your own personal experiences, not to describe groups of people. Avoid phrases like 'AFAB anatomy' or 'AMAB socialization' when speaking on trans issues, as this excludes intersex experiences & bodies from the conversation. And note, there is no such thing as AIAB! Intersex people are always forced to be either male or female, often with surgery and harmful medicalization, this is a form of intersexist violence.

Use the word perisex (or endosex/dyadic) when you speak about people who are not intersex! The same way you use the word cisgender to speak about people who are not trans. It's important in denoting that intersex people are normal, just different.

Qilin are benevolent creatures, but do not mistake that kindness for weakness. They are powerful creatures that will fight fiercely to protect the innocent and punish the wicked. Solidarity with Palestine 🇵🇸

Something happened to Osborne’s dad that made him disappear and I keep seeing that he’s freaking out over it.

I’ve been having these recurring dreams of a seaside town called Marlowe Bay from the POV of a young man named Osborne Scarborough living in his dad’s lighthouse and this is gonna be a long post of everything I’m gonna share that I saw in each dream in this town (more to come in reblogs)

1. There’s a washed up ivory clawfoot bathtub on the beach full of rope net, seaweed, a sea star, a gold monocle, a leather bag covered in barnacles and grime, and a single crab holding the monocle on the beach.

2. Martha Hampshire the closest neighboring lady with the white and red polka dotted dress and birds nest hair.

3. Fenton the lab mix. I love you Fenton.

4. Mr. Catch and his small fishing boat (accompanied by Fenton) with his marbled false eye and scallop shell tattoo.

5. Something about Osborne’s father causing Osborne’s eyes to tear up just hearing him be mentioned.

6. The young girl standing where the cliff met the pier, with a crab trap on her left foot like a shoe in the mist.

7. The way Osborne puts his gold rimmed glasses in his dad’s blue fisherman hat before he went to bed every night curled up in that big thick blue blanket in the lofty bed of the lighthouse.