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I am updating on the situation with the charity i've been promoting, Ever Mile.

The charity is currently struggling to meet its demands--meanwhile, attacks on Gaza are relentless. I have seen people on here manage to raise impressive amounts such as 100k, and this GFM needs only 25k. Every small amount donated counts.

I really hope my followers can help achieve this goal. The next 1k was reached so far today!

Your support will help eyad and his charitable organizations feed the hungry in Gaza.

You can donate here:

In portuguese, much like spanish, we have no gender neutral pronouns. People who do not use ele/dele and ela/dela (he/him or she/her) all use whatever neopronoun suits them best in portuguese (ie elu/delu, eli/deli) because we have no access to a universal gender neutral pronoun like gringos do. When I brought this up upon them making fun of my "neopronouns", they said to suck it up, and that being foreign does not make neos valid.

In mocking people who use neopronouns in english, you are mocking a very large sum of latin american genderqueer and trans people.

I know various latin language speakers that struggle with their identities in their native tongue due to us not having they/them equivalents, so they are forced to let go of their, in example, brazilian queerness, to appease to anglos who would harass them and call them mockeries of trans people for not sticking to what The Cis want.

When non-anglos tell you the usamerican and british dominance over queer spaces ruins things for them, they mean it. We are forced to repress our identites because you people think they're too "out there and problematic". We are forced to suppress our own queer culture because we don't fit into your neat little boxes of what makes someone gay what makes someone a lesbian what makes someone trans or what makes someone anything else.

You tell us to remember "our queer elders", but do you know of any queer latin american figures? We learn your history, and you refuse to learn ours because you already have "too much on your plate". You disregard us and shame us for not fitting your ideals of queerness and using labels for ourselves you dislike, and try to baby us and tell us the proper way to be gay.

Your culture is not universal.

You are not saving queer people by making jabs at other queer people you don't personally get. Odds are you are harming an entire group of foreign queers you never bothered to consider, because your anglo bubble is too self important.

If you want to do queer people a real favour instead of getting mad at identities that existed long before you were even born, here. Make yourself useful. Donate to queer brazilian housing and support programs. Your beloved dollar is worth a lot more than the Real. Even five dollars help.

Casa Um

Eternamente Sou

it's fun to run it's fun to play, it's fun to make things out of clay it's fun to fill your car with gas

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I ended up using the glass not used in the horse to make this as my first Real stained glass thing, finished may 17th:

May 19th:

and now this is what I've been picking at on and off when i have the time to do so since:

(this was finished in March 2023,)

Anyways happy birthday to me having a mania fueled sleep deprivation and pots episode in the craft store.

and some more i can't be fucked to figure out when they were made:

Mr. Beast recognizes Russia’s claim to the Crimean peninsula

Mr. Beast recognizes the State of Palestine

Mr. Beast recognizes Somaliland

Mr. Beast recognizes the Taliban government of Afghanistan

Mr. Beast does NOT recognize Taiwan

I tug nervously at my coat, feeling the slightest bit insulted. "well, it's not cheap to have a matching pair," I tell her. "not everyone can afford two golden axes."

"why not two silver axes?"

"I had the money for one golden axe."

the woman crosses her arms. "but the gold is worse for everything you'd want an axe to do."

"it's not. it was more expensive and also really hard to find."

"gold" she says, "is softer than silver."

"it's literally not, though," I say. "that's a really common misconception, but pure silver is softer than gold."

"most metal sold as silver is actually an alloy. that axe is probably sterling silver. I don't believe for a second someone made you a pure silver axe."

I look at my axe, then back to the woman, then back to my axe.

"it was pure silver when it went into the river."

on the final evening, I see a glint at the river's mouth. I run as quickly as I can, knowing I've finally found... oh for fuck's sake, it's just silver-plated. I lob the awful thing into the river with a huff.

"how can you tell?" asks the woman, peeking out of the water. "that could be the one you've lost."

"it's not."

"but you won't cut your losses and move on," she gestures wide, "one axe the richer?"

"that's too wide of a gesture for a cheap knick knack," I say, gesturing modestly in some approximation of how much I think the silver-plated axe is worth. the woman seems annoyed.

"I've been telling you, you have your real axe. the gold axe is the one that sucks."

"so what?" I spit. "are you suggesting I just use two cheap silver axes instead of my cool pure silver and gold axes?"

i’ve only just started my first foray into button up territory, but i have preorders open until march 31st! sizes XS-6X, polyester spandex blend, with extra hidden closures in the bust region to prevent gaping

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