@iwillbackhandtouintothesun101 This is a m o o d
my personality is just a horrific splice of Neil Perry and Charlie Dalton
She has been brutally beaten and sexually assaulted/raped by both prisoners and security guards. Her adoptive family abandoned her because of her gender identity and the charges against her. When she was released to go home her family beat her up. They broke her nose. They told her she deserved to die.
She ran away to another city to live with a friend temporarily. She's attempted suicide multiple times.
I got in contact with her recently after retweeting her story. She said she managed to afford an apartment with just a few retweets of her GoFundMe. All she needs is a little more money to move out of Yemen. Her goal is £12,000 and she's currently at £4,392.
"I hope that you look into my case and help me to get out of Yemen to a country that saves my right and dignity as a transgender woman."
She has stated that she is not the only trans person in Yemen to undergo torture like that. Trans people have no rights or protections in Yemen.
Please, if you have the means, even donating a dollar or two can help immensely toward the effort to save her. If not, a simple reblog as well as boosting this on twitter and other social media sites would help greatly.
#savemaya
on this day one year ago someone sewed a fried egg to a tshirt
are you autistic and gay?
lesbian and autistic perhaps?
an autistic pan or bisexual?
asexual and autistic?
trans or non binary and autistic?
any autistic member of the LGBTQ+ community?
well guess what...
you're fucken great and I love you
Pretty fucked up that you, personally, reading this post don’t give equal attention to every tragedy that happens on the planet every day. I heard that you, personally sometimes only hear about things that news sources in your specific cultural sphere pick up on. That’s pretty fucked up of you, personally.
Read more here:
I know this was about hurricane Ophelia, but this is relevant at anytime.
Ireland: Ah sure it’ll be grand
Narrator: Things were not grand
I wish I could start a band. I can kinda sing (I was in choir for four years, not that it did much) and I can scream because I like screaming. But I’m only friends with people who play piano and a guy who is learning how to play drums, plus I tried learning how to play the guitar but it hurt my fingers cuz I’m sensitive.
someone had to make this post and that someone was me
how was your summer, slick?
keen
slow down, you horrible phalanx of pubescense
just the way robin williams says rip in that classroom scene
O me, o life
i wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life (i’ll second that)
you guys are always bumming my smokes
wait a minute, who gave us half a roll?
you did not, i got that in camp in sixth grade!
for the first time in my whole life i know what i wanna do, and for the first time i’m gonna do it, whether my father wants me to or not! carpe diem!
no
what do you mean, no?
no
i’m being chased by walt whitman!
the time that neil legit just yelps in todd face because he’s so excited about being puck he can’t even like put it to words… weird but pure
truth is like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold
your parents collect pipes? oh, that’s really interesting
the entirety of poetrusic
especially the ending w charlies sax solo
the saxophone is more… sonorous
even though the herd may go, “that’s baaaaad”
i mean, who would want a football or a baseball, or–
or a car–
or a car, if they could have a desk set as wonderful as this one?
well, i wouldn’t worry. you’ll get another one next year.
to (mighty) mutt
so we can stop beating off
damn it, neil
makes me feel potent
thats it the rest of the movie is sad
Me *in a Victorian night gown rattling silverware at the edge of the woods*: come get y'all juice
Cryptids, collectively,: what the f u c k