M00NZ13 ໒꒰ྀི๑• ༝ •๑꒱ྀི১

The last two times that cops or state troopers have "helped" us has been them literally fucking harassing us and treating us like we're fugitives.

It's gotten to a ridiculous point of the cops desperately trying to get us on SOMETHING and even a cop told ME to drive instead of my partner despite the fact that I A) don't have a drivers license and B) straight up told him and his buddy that if I DID drive, I'd wind up taking my own life.

We seriously need money for gas and that's all. NYC is still a long ways away and $200 to $300 would likely get us there. I'm not asking for this from one individual, I'm asking from a community I know will support us if possible.

I'm disabled, bisexual and what the simple man calls a "fEmAlE" and my partner is transgender, queer, autistic, a furry, AND has schizophrenia and DID. Yeah, no. We're not going to get to NYC without some help, and CLEARLY state troopers and cops won't fucking do it.

So again, here's my PayPal. Please, please, PLEASE give us some money. We gotta get the FUCK out of the central states.

On the bright side, we're in Minnesota. People here have been nicer, but essentially the same shit is "I hope you get help", which I do understand but god is it fucking disheartening.

After THREE FUCKING DAYS of cops up mine and my partner's ass and having to play the stupid stranded tourist card, I'm losing it. I have not showered in five days. I'm living off of chips, gummy worms, and cookies. And I'm fucking sick of authority.

Seriously, if we don't get help out of here, I'm going to jail because I will NOT be nice to the next cop to be fucking homophobic and transphobic to my partner. I have had my line crossed two times and a third will throw me over the edge.

Not only are we LGBTQ (I'm bisexual and they're trans) but my partner is ALSO a furry and apparently Montana hicks HATE furries. No, we haven't had someone try to run us off the road YET but I can smell it coming.

Now to the really important part; we need gas. Like, we REALLY need gas. We're currently stranded at a gas station with a gasoline container on top of the car in hopes someone will be kind enough to get us at LEAST a gallon, but we're on the road to North Dakota and that fucker is 332 miles away.

It's a lot to ask for but we need about $100 to $200 to be sure we'd get to North Dakota safely. We're going to North Dakota because we're doing uber eats and that state is (hopefully) better for delivery than this place. It SAID that Miles City was good for delivery, but when we go online, everything is dead as fuck.

And don't worry, I'm not asking any one individual to give me money. I'd rather ask a group of people who could be able to chip in with whatever they can spare if possible. We both know it's a lot to ask for, but Montana is unsafe for us and we need to be able to get out of here so we don't have to deal with them anymore. They don't want us and we REALLY don't wanna be around.

My paypal is https://www.paypal.me/f0xii and know that any amount is appreciated and we'll be grateful. This money will be used exclusively for gas, as we already have food and such stocked up. Again, thank you so much for whatever you can

I became tired on TikTok of only posting when I felt like I was presentable, which while you're homeless is fucking IMPOSSIBLE. So instead I created a profile where I could LARP being somebody in a slightly more stable position, and that's exactly what I did.

I also made a rant page because why not??? And holy SHIT. That profile alone has almost 70 followers?????? ISTG if how I start making money on tiktok is because of a fucking RANT PAGE, I'mma be fucking impressed.

My partner: I'm a therian and genderfluid!

Me: Oh noice, I'm proud you're able to be yourself! That's awesome!

So when I have children, I want to raise them with all the same love for 2000s and 2010s Halloween. I want to pass down the tradition of loving a holiday so much, you teach your kids about what it was. I'll get '90s and '00s Halloween decorations, make them the same treats my dad, grandma and I made every Halloween. I want them to feel like they're getting a fun and unique experience because "My mom's a total nerd who's obsessed with Halloween"

My partner: That... doesn't sound very "woman" to me, babe...

Me:

My boyfriend and I broke up. Which is sad and I am still mourning it, but on the brighter side, I have found a new partner.

Unfortunately not really. Or at least not yet. They're gonna hold me for a little while longer, but just until they can help me get a proper shelter to be at. At least they got food and stuff that we can get whenever, but I can't have my phone and I can't get a freaking monster energy.

That's right. This shelter I've been staying at has been eating away at my psyche and essentially reverted me back to that 17 year old who wanted to just end it all and be done. It's been a fucking month of just realizing my father and stepmother are horrible fucking people who deserve each other because at least they can only hurt each other, and also being constantly denied actual help because I'm too young to be disabled (I'm fucking 25 and already have arthritis in both knees and my right hip AND a pile of disorders) and the shit they've put me through here has led me to want to expose the SHIT out of how disorganized, disrespectful, and downright awful this place has been.

But first. I need to be put on a certain kind of watch and hopefully get some medication that MIGHT work to help me be more regulated. I just can't be at this shit show and at least I have a supportive (but small) group of people. So supportive that they're the only ones willing to try and help me out of homelessness when people at this shelter, the day center, or whatever aren't willing to fucking do.