Image ID: URGENT!!! Nigerian trans woman is facing housing issues is urgently in need of funds for rent as her rent has expired for a while now and she needs help to get sheltered soon as the landlord has asked her to move out soon. She also needs support with her hrt meds
GOAL: $1050
Paypal: @angelsaxis
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I have to remake because the last one got a lot of notes, but little to no help.
Lola is constantly at risk of being homeless, and Nigeria is a violently homophobic and transphobic country. She needs money for food, housing, and HRT. She also recently suffered a terrible loss when her friend, Fola (IG), drowned a few weeks ago.
When I say any amount helps, I mean it. I can't tell you how many times just a handful of fives here and there adds up faster than you'd expect.
Her twitter is @/Afreau_Deity. At the moment, she hasn't eaten all day.
the way that queerness online is so fucking white is pretty annoying but it's just another thing i love about oluwande (olu olu in my head) boodhari and jim (jim) jimenez that i just fucking love
I cannot describe how much I hate homophobia. It's so viscerally upsetting. It destroys relationships. It destroys hearts. It destroys people. It hurts me.
I can't look at the line where the clouds touch the sky. It's raining outside. There's rain on my cheeks. Don't worry about me.
I miss her. She misses me. Her mum hates it. My dad hates it too.
It destroys relationships. It destroys hearts. It destroys people. It hurts me.
First time I really noticed it, she looked at me and told me that I was prettier than anything else in the world. My cheeks hurt.
I miss her. She misses me. Her mum made her call me. My dad rolls his eyes.
It destroys relationships. It destroys hearts. It destroys people. It hurts her.
I remember when I put on my favourite song. We looked up at the stars and she kissed me. It was better than anything else. It was inexperienced. It was indescribable. It was incredible.
I miss her. She misses me. Her mum made her end it. My dad heard me describe it.
She cried down the phone and the tears flooded my own eyes. I couldn't stop crying. I can't stop liking her. I can't. I can't. I won't. I can't.
I cannot describe how much I hate homophobia. It's so viscerally upsetting. It destroys relationships. It destroys hearts. It destroys people. It hurts us.
Bi Percy truthers fr get on my nerves because fuck you mean Rachel's a bad person or a desperate loser for crushing on Percy when they liked Annabeth as if they weren't canonically into her too and made romantic advances back but Percy's got a crush on Luke while also liking Annabeth because 'he has a thing for blondes'?AND Y'ALL SAY THE PJO SHOW IS THE VERSION THAT RUINS THE BOOKS OMG
Ìfé tells the story of ìfé and Adaora, two Nigerian women who fall in love over a three-day date. Ìfé is looking for someone to share her life with openly, but Adaora isn’t ready to make the leap. When a critical secret is revealed, the two women have to decide how much they are willing to give up to sustain their new love.
Starring: Uzoamaka Aniunoh Cindy Amadi
Written and Directed by Uyaiedu Ikpe-Etim
Produced by Pamela Adie
Executive Producer: The Equality Hub
The past couple of weeks of ethics discussions have been a fun time. I enjoyed hearing various perspectives from my classmates. My favorites include "Working towards the Philosophies of J. Chillin" and "Living a Life Full of Fun and Whimsy." After hearing others present before me, my response to what inspires my ethics has changed. Initially, I was going to talk about the levels of utilitarianism that I apply to myself and others close to me, but after listening to others, I decided to talk about something more personal. One person in class talked about the differences between Eastern and Western cultures and living within both settings. I relate to her experience of recognizing a heightened desire for independence in the United States that can come in contradiction with the desire to put one's family first. I have attempted to find that balance in my life and though I don't think I will ever reach an equilibrium, I am much happier for trying. This led me to talk about my family and how they have impacted me growing up. I have always had my family to take care of me and for that I am grateful.
for years, i have told myself that i would start a blog. i wanted to find a way to connect with others like myself who feel like they are creating their own path in the world. other LGBTQ+ multihyphenates, child immigrants and children of immigrants, african queers, eldest daughters, and everything in between. i didn't want the year to end without making any progress towards this goal, so i finally started a substack! i'll be sharing blog posts about my life with my queer chosen family in brooklyn, critical and experimental essays, book reviews, and more <3
that time my mum said "ethnically, you are Nigerian, but culturally... are you really?" when I told her about how othered I felt by native Nigerian kids at my school