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Abusers and creeps are not some species of especially heinous animal or alien or monster wearing the face of a human. They're people. And you NEED to drill it into your head that they are people because you NEED to remember that people are capable of doingn heinous shit. And you are a person. And your loved ones are people.

I've been wanting to unpack this particular terf argument for a while but I'm not even sure what I wrote that you could be responding to here. yes it's bioessentialist to see trans women as our assigned sex before what we actually are, but that fact alone does not obligate you to sleep with anyone

it would be fatphobic to announce that you don't want to sleep with fat women, and someone simply calling that out alone would not constitute pressuring you to sleep with anyone you didn't want to

My name is Donia. I am 34 years old and a mother of eight. I never imagined that one day I would have to write a message like this and ask strangers for help just to keep my children safe and fed.Before everything happened, our life was simple. We were not rich, but we had a home, safety, and hope for our children’s future. My husband worked hard every day to provide for us, and we were grateful for the small things in life.Then everything changed.My husband was injured and now has internal metal plates in the joint of his right leg. Because of his injury, he cannot work like before, and even moving is painful for him. Our situation became even harder when the war and famine began.During the worst time of the famine, I was pregnant. I still remember those days with pain in my heart. There were days when we did not even have one kilo of flour in the house. Imagine being a mother, carrying a child in your womb, while not knowing if you will be able to feed your family that day.We were displaced from our home and forced to leave everything behind. We lived through fear, hunger, and uncertainty. After some time we tried to return to our home, hoping life might become a little more stable again. But soon the area became dangerous, and we had no choice but to leave once more.Now we live in a small tent in Al-Daraj.In the middle of all this suffering, I gave birth to my baby boy, Saeed. The moment that should have been filled with joy was instead filled with worry and helplessness. When my baby was born, I did not even have clothes for him. I had to borrow tiny clothes from our neighbors so my newborn would have something to wear.As a mother, that feeling broke my heart.

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HEY GUYS! HELP MY FRIENDS FIND STABILITY!

both Skyler and Damien are my coworkers for ii (voice of bow and storyboarder respectfully), but also my friends! they explain their situation in the gofundme but the date for them to pay off their bills are getting close

Marlow Trottie was killed on June 8th 2026. She was found dead, alone, in the streets of Alexandria, Louisiana. It was a homicide.

Marlow Trottie was a woman. Her family has contested this, and publicly misgendered her, and many news sites have already deadnamed and misgendered her as well. I fear what her obituary will say. I fear what her gravestone will say even more.

stage 2 of liking media: haha remember when blorbo bleepus did that thing that was so funny

stage 3 of liking media: huh this one song is kind of blorbo bleepus… if you think about this other song is also kind of blorbo bleepus

stage 4 of liking media: blorbo bleepus is really interesting… here’s a sensible analysis post

stage 5 of liking media: FUCK. THE CHARACTER. THE CHARACTER IM HAVING A CHARACTER ATTACK

stage 6 of liking media: well let’s see what ao3 has to offer!

stage 7 of liking media: everything goes on my character playlist. this song with no lyrics is about blorbo bleepus exploding a building and looking really cool. if this lyric was an entirely different sentence it would fit perfectly