wow I can’t believe it takes nino 70 days to hatch
hi im sugar. i still need help. i deleted my last donations post bc honestly im losing hope. im a mentally ill and physically disabled cherokee/inuit genderfluid person. im unable to get a job at this point. not only do i not have transportation whatsoever, but i physically and mentally cannot complete tasks at a job.
i currently am at a point where i cannot function whatsoever. my family and i can’t afford much food so i do not eat half the time. i do not sleep.
my mental illnesses (cptsd, bpd w psychotic symptoms, osfed, dermatillomania, trichotillomania, and generalized anxiety disorder [all diagnosed]) have gotten me to a point where i am suicidal 99% of the time. im constantly panicking and crying, and my flashbacks, hallucinations, and delusions are worse than ever. i also have relapsed and self harm regularly again. i cannot afford medication or therapy.
my physical problems are debilitating.(arthritis. suspected since i cant afford to see a doctor now. but my father has it and suspects me to.) my joints ache and swell, they hurt severely every single day, and also disrupt the very little sleep i do get during the day. i also cant walk for very long. im also sick constantly.
i really need money to survive while i attempt to apply for disability. im at my wits end and im tired of not knowing where my next meal is coming from and not being able to afford my meds and the therapy i so desperately need.
id be grateful if you donated, or at least reblogged this. please. im losing hope.
my PayPal is angelicmars@mail.com (it is mail.com, not gmail). every cent helps.
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I have never related to Alex more in my life
Sam: [whispering to Alex] Just tell him, “you have beautiful eyes”.
Alex: That’s good! Great idea! [to Magnus, confidently] I have beautiful eyes.
Magnus: Aah… yeah. Okay, sure. They’re… they’re nice.
Sam: [whispering to Alex] No! HIS eyes! HIS eyes!
Alex: Oh, right! Yeah! [turns to Magnus] Your eyes. Your eyes are great. Not mine. I mean, you know, mine are okay. But yours, I- I bet you see right through them.
Sam: [facepalms]
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