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daggers-drawn-returns · 2 months
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Please Help Homeless Trans Women Serving Our Homeless Squatter Community Raise $80 to Buy Food for Ourselves and Our Neighbors
February 27th 2024
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My girlfriend and I are two transgender homeless women living in Slab City, a homeless squatter town in the middle of the desert.
We live in one of the poorest communities in the United States. Around this time of month everyone is out of EBT money to buy food with and starting to starve.
Our camp is dedicated to helping our neighbors and our community. During the end of the month we often provide meals and a community pantry.
To go shopping for the bare necessities we need $80, but everything we raise over that feeds another person.
We don't have an income outside of whatever donations we raise and so if we can't raise money, we can't help people.
Please help us raise $80 to feed ourselves, our friends, and our neighbors.
💕 Cash App: $ThistleDD
💕 Venmo: @ThistleDD
💕 PayPal: PayPal.me/ThistleDD
If you can't donate please like, reblog, and share. Every bit of help counts!
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danneroni · 5 months
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Still Facing Eviction 🏚️
I am selling original artwork to raise some extra funds this month! Please share if you can. Thank you ❤️‍🩹
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spamtongreal1 · 3 months
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hi tumblr 10
hi. no art today. ik, the "hi tumblr"s are mostly art, that's my bad. but i need to get shit out,, nothing heavy just. yeah.
okay. look. im sick and tired of seeing furry, therian, lgbtq, etc etc hate. i hate it. i dont care if any of the listed killed your entire family and looked you in the eyes evily, that doesn't mean all of them are bad and you should hate them. sure, some people are weird, especially furries, but not all of them. im a therian and lgbtq myself and im not afraid to say that. if you don't support that, get off my and my friends blogs.
ive seen furry videos, and they're great and you look through the comments and see stuff like "go find your father" or "ew furry" or anything negative like that. makes me angry and i want to appear in their house and commit crimes.
remember when i mentioned i was a therian? people have called me a furry so many times, even just for normal people things. i need my hands but also my pencil? hold it in my mouth. but im called a furry for that. somebody playfully bonks me and i go AAAA in a silly way, and im called a furry. that doesn't even make sense. now when it's actually more animalistic, just slightly, like catching yourself on all fours, your called a furry. like erm. excuse me. if i threw you down a flight of stairs and you catch yourself on all fours, does that mean i can point at you and call you a furry? no, because id go to jail for attempted murder.
lgbtq+. what did we do to you.
what did queers and furries ever do to you for you to hate them? did you grow up being taught we're bad? because if you did, we aren't. here's a clearer example, credits to cheezyfellow; if a tree falls on you, you can't resort to hating every single tree. it was just one, and none of the others did anything to you. that's like furries and queers. some furries are a little bit weird, a queer probably killed your family, but that doesn't mean all are bad!
i know the little mention of therians here. we're not too known, and the first thing that comes to anyone's mind when a human wants to be an animal, or is like an animal, is a furry. i dont understand the hatered. we didn't do anything.
enough of ranting about the hate. hi, furries, therians, queers, everybody! i love you guys /p, you are so welcome in this blog, if anyone bullies you for who you are, come into my askbox, give me their name and address, and we'll go give them a fate worse than death together. you guys are amazing- if you got this far, even if you aren't one of the three but support them, why don't you go take care of yourself? go get a drink of water, get some food, love yourself for who you are. people that don't support you guys can go explode. dont listen to them. you're supported, this blog is a safe place for you guys <3
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complete-clownery · 10 months
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Feel free to contact me anytime, ill probably reply in the next 24 hours
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justythewriter · 6 months
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I decided to finally write about some of the struggles I face as an independent artist. Tumblr has always been an incredible space for me to introduce my music to new listeners. So withy get if you come across this check out the links and enjoy the words ❤️
IG: justymusic
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An open love letter to music.
Why is music feeling like watching every kid in the school yard get picked up before me.
My mind flashes back to that feeling seven year old me embraced knowing I would sit on the cold after school lunch tables until the final call. A late evening met with an early morning every day.
But music was supposed to be safe. When I found room to be above mediocre I clung to it for dear life. Remembering the words of the first teacher who saw me, truly saw me, and how she believed in my own lyricism even at its earliest stage.
I was so hungry when I was young. Staten Island could never offer the hug a queer black kid needed, but music could.
Home didn’t understand the sadness underneath budding teenage frustration, but music could.
I met music on a first date with no expectations but in queer fashion, maybe I fell too fast.
She took up my days. Multifaceted and engaging.
She became home and a safe space. She brought out the best in me. Introducing me to all of her friends and favorite places, putting me in rooms with people I’d be invisible to until I opened my mouth, hit the mic.
Maybe in my bliss I never stopped to consider this to be unrequited love.
We never needed all of affirmations when we first fell and yet now I find myself watching the single digit counts of comments or lack thereof.
I wonder if anyone is listening as I go to share another piece of myself to no avail.
Maybe I was sharper when I met her, yet now I watch as seemingly everyone around me makes it to those places I told her I’d take her- and even worse, I ration with if I never will.
There’s guilt as I see 29 stretching out to me, how lucky am I to meet another year of life- luck not offered to my cousin, yet how terrifying to know the projection the industry throws at me.
Even as I dodge, I become scorned thinking of how easy it seems for everyone else. The virality and colossal rise. Their talent not mine, their shine not mine, their wins not mine.
When will it be my time?
Will it ever be my time?
My days are spent helping future leaders secure their future, and yet I write and erase Plan B on what used to be my “anything is possible” journal.
Still, there is that hopeless romantic in me.
Wondering if maybe it wasn’t the right time, but the time may simply be on the way.
I know time waits for no one, but as I keep throwing my heart at the wall, I wonder where I will stick.
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pears-palette · 4 months
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With my “Dad being supportive about me being trans” post blowing up, I figured I share him being supportive about my bi/pan/queerness.
I was like 16 when I came out to him. I remember being so anxious- I had never seen him be homophobic, but he was also an old Baptist Boomer from the Bible Belt, so I was nervous. Plus, at that time I was dating one of my best friends (we are both AFAB). So I came out and explained I was dating someone. I fumbled, struggling to get it out, and he just went, “It’s [REDACTED], isn’t it?”
He then explained that he kinda knew I was queer and was dating my best friend in secret, but he didn’t want to push me to come out before I was ready. He wanted me to do it on my own terms and just hoped I’d feel comfortable enough to share it with him.
Me being queer didn’t stop him from being an Embarrassing Dad tho, so it’s not uncommon for him to be like “I saw someone you’d find attractive today lol.” And either show me a picture if they were some celebrity/ athlete or describe them if it was just someone around town. The worst part honestly is that he’s always right. Please, I don’t want to be perceived like this by my father. You shouldn’t know My Type so well. I perish.
The closest he’s ever come to being homophobic is when he was teaching me how to drive and I made way too many, “But I’m too queer to go straight!!” Jokes.
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666angledusty666 · 4 days
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At least the axe throwing place supports me
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itgetsbetterproject · 4 months
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🏳️‍🌈 We asked an LGBTQ+ middle school teacher her tips for surviving the holidays for queer youth: 🏳️‍⚧️
Read and share it on our blog here.
"The most wonderful time of the year – the holidays. On the surface, holidays are strung with garlands, adorned with glittering decorations, and scored with the most jovial music. Cheesy movies show us whirlwind romances under the mistletoe, reconciled families, and communities coming together. 
But, unfortunately, it’s not always that picture-perfect. For many people, the holidays can be anxiety-inducing family affairs with little escape, or a reminder of the time no longer spent with family. Especially for those of us in the LGBTQ+ community who have experienced rejection at home, this season can be the least wonderful time of the year. 
So, how do we cope? I wish writing this that I could even fully answer that for myself. Today one of my students asked me how my parents responded when I came out. As always, I was honest with him – it has irreparably damaged those relationships.
A coworker overheard and motioned that she has been in the same situation; later when talking to me she remarked that our families are only missing out on us and how incredible we are. 
I must remind myself often that people who do not see my value, in all of who I am, are not worthy of my time. However, it is easier to say than to feel, when wounds are barely healed and the holidays bear so many memories. I can’t pretend I have the perfect solution, but here are the things I’ve learned to help myself. 
1. Be with chosen family.
Family is so often the people who are not related to us. The love and care I have been shown by people who have no biological obligation to me is astounding, especially when those who should be obligated to me can’t offer the same. Friends, who are beyond friends, with whom I spend my holidays are the ones who truly support and accept me as I am. You deserve to feel comfortable and safe as you are, and to be with the people who make you feel that way.
If you cannot physically be with your chosen family, utilize technology. A phone call or FaceTime is a great way to be present with the people you love even from a distance. Additionally, playing a video game together or using something like Netflix Party to sync up and watch a movie together can keep you connected to your chosen family. 
2. Make a plan, even if it’s solo. 
An aimless wandering mind is more likely to dwell on the pain and hurt you may be experiencing at the holidays. Having a plan of what you will be doing on days when you might previously have been with your family can help to distract so the day is still enjoyable. It could be as simple as what you are going to do at home, like cook a nice meal for yourself and watch a movie or have a self-care day. It could be indulging in one of your hobbies or visiting somewhere in your community you’ve always wanted to go.
You can be with others or with yourself, whichever you need, but having structure for yourself can aid in making it through this time of year. If you must be with family, you can still make a plan for what your day will look like. Maybe in the morning you help prep food or spend time outside cleaning the yard or decorating. Maybe there is a task you can take over on your own, still being helpful to your family but giving yourself space at the same time. Even if the day is structured for you, deciding how you will fit within it and make space for yourself is still important. 
3. Don’t be anywhere or do anything you don’t want to. 
While this might sound like obvious advice, I spent so many years being in places and doing things I had no interest in for the sake of others. You can make the choices that are right for you, even if that means distancing yourself from family or familial events. Especially if you feel uncomfortable or unsafe, forming new traditions on your own and separating yourself could be healing.
Unfortunately, if you are under 18 and under your parent’s care, you might have to be in places you don’t want to. Try to bring something with you that could still be a mental escape, like a book, a game, or a sketchbook. If you have safe people in your family, try to stick by them and find the spots where you can feel more at ease. 
4. Be kind to yourself. 
Allow yourself to feel what you need. Maybe you don’t fully understand the anxiety the season is bringing up and are caught off guard by emotion. Or perhaps you feel irreverent about the holidays treat them with apathy. Or even a mix of both.
Whatever you are feeling, let yourself experience and process it. Try not to let the season be dictated by pain but find ways to make it joyful and new. Only you can determine what that will look like. Be gentle with yourself as you figure it out. 
All in all, I believe we as queer people can carve new paths for ourselves in service of those happy holiday endings. Those endings might look different than Hallmark, and might look different for each one of us, but they are ours for the taking."
Sarah Dean is an 8th grade English teacher based in Nashville, TN with a passion for uplifting LGBTQ+ students. From her childhood in California to her new adventures in Tennessee, Dean has always loved to write, seeing words and art as a beautiful way to develop empathy and compassion for others. Deen’s school is the recipient of grant money from our 50 States. 50 Grants. 5000 Voices. initiative in both 2022 and 2023.
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viktheviking1 · 5 months
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Art by VikTheViking1
November 20th: Trans Day of Rememberance (tdor)
Please reblog any day of the year to spread trans love and acceptance :)
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faramirsonofgondor · 2 months
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The lgbtq+ community should really form their own island sanctuary like Magneto did. Like just a place where all of us can live in peace. I know it’s never gonna happen but it’s still a nice thought.
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Help Our Homeless Queer Squatter Camp to Raise $80 for Refilling Our Community Water Tanks!
April 13th 2024
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My girlfriend and I are two transgender homeless women living in Slab City, a homeless squatter town in the middle of the desert.
We live in one of the poorest communities in the United States. None of our neighbors have access to water or other utilities that they don't have delivered to tanks or otherwise provide for themselves.
Summer is rapidly approaching and the heat reaches 120°F
Our camp is dedicated to helping our neighbors and our community. As such, one of our services we provide is two gallons of free water per person per a day.
We don't have an income outside of whatever donations we raise and so if we can't raise money we can't help people.
Please help us raise $80 to fill our water tanks so we can continue to provide this service!
💕 Cash App: $ThistleDD
💕 Venmo: @ThistleDD
💕 PayPal: PayPal.me/ThistleDD
If you can't donate please like, reblog, and share. Every bit of help counts!
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aspic31 · 1 year
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Hi everyone, just a reminder that my commissions are open! I’m currently applying for jobs and a few extra bucks this month really wouldn’t hurt.
Here are samples of the many styles I can do for icon commissions. If you need a new custom avatar, a drawing of your oc, etc. as well as want to support a trans artist for a very affordable price, I'm your guy! (Prices are listed in the carrd in pinned)
Reblogs are very appreciated!
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prismportrait · 3 months
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PLEASE help! A Go Fund Me campaign for an amazing nonbinary coworker & friend!
My nonbinary coworker named Femur is in a household where they are threatened physically, emotionally, and mentally by their parents near daily. It's not just them either, it is all of their siblings, some of whom I also personally know to be good, hard-working people. They are scraping every penny together to get a place so they can move their siblings, and their partner (who is in a different shitty situation) OUT and into a place they can thrive together.
Femur works multiple jobs, they're an amazing artist and roleplayer, but they are incapable to getting this message out for themselves because their abusive parents stalk all of their socials. They would be threatened to signal boost on social media and they would be caught if they softblocked their parents.
After the latest incident which left their youngest (13 yo) sibling running away from home for their safety, without a cell phone or a place to stay for safety, on top of usual January retail hours getting cut short, the siblings are getting even more desperate for their safe space. Saving them is achievable! There is an old 70s house on the market they just need a bit more to get the offer in on! They've finally made this Go Fund Me in a ditch effort hope that myself and a few of their trusted friends can get the word out that they can't push for themselves.
Their mother set their 12-year-old Christmas Tree on fire last month. Time is running out faster than they can save for. Anything you can donate is appreciated.
I also intend to open inexpensive sketch commissions soon in exchange for donations to this GoFundMe / their Ko-Fi account! Checked my pinned post here for current updates on that if you are interested.
Please reblog/ signal boost this!! Esp. if you cannot donate! 🙏🙏🙏 Thank you...!
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jupiter-suggestion · 2 years
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we'll never be good enough for them.
but that doesn't have to mean despair.
it might mean a moment of grief, for the mothers and fathers whose love we'll never earn back;
but conditional love isn't worth fighting for. not when we will never be good enough for them.
there are people who will see us for who we are and place their light hands on our heavy shoulders and tell us,
"you are good. you are enough."
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lesbianpterosaurs · 10 months
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hey!!
2 Black disabled roommates and their cats need urgent funds to stay house and avoid living in their car again. if u can don8 anything is appreciated! they’re currently $900 short on rent due 7/5.
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danneroni · 2 years
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Iron-on my SAY THE PRONOUNS patch with me! 💥🔫🏳️‍🌈
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